Chapter 291 Are Their Geniuses Really Crazy? (5K Votes Requested, Please Follow Up)

At the birthday party, Luo Yao drank a lot of wine.

It was a rare relaxing day, and he didn't want to stay awake as usual.

He is only twenty-three years old and needs to relax occasionally.

But almost everyone was carried away by the surprise and forgot about Luo Yao not being able to drink too much.

By the time they reacted, Luo Yao had already fallen asleep.

According to Luo Yao's current condition, Zheng Yang felt that it would be bad to let Luo Yao go home, and he could not let him stay alone in the company's dormitory. In the end, he could only take the ride expert back to the research institute dormitory in the capital overnight.

After putting Luo Yao on the bed, Zheng Yang paused just before he was about to leave Luo Yao's room.

There seems to be writing on the ground?

Zheng Yang was not sure, so he took a few steps towards the ground with the words on it, and then squatted down.

This time he was sure it was words.

These characters were very special. They were made of soil placed in flower pots. What was even more strange was that he did not recognize these characters.

"Zheng Yuan, could it be that Luo Gong painted it himself?" the guard couldn't help but say.

Zheng Yuan's eyes were full of melancholy and he said: "If this is really painted by Luo Gong, I can only suspect that he painted it while sleepwalking, or else he is working as a Taoist priest in Maoshan behind our back."

"Then this is... a ghost?" The guard swallowed in fear.

"What a mess, take a photo first, take it back and analyze it!"

After the security guard quickly took photos for identification, he asked Zheng Yang if he wanted to deal with the writing on the ground.

"Get rid of it. Luo Gong will probably be shocked when he suddenly sees it. If these words mean something bad, he will probably be worried. Let's analyze it first."

The guard immediately complied.

After everything was cleaned, a few people left.

Early the next morning, Zheng Yang sent the photos he took to linguist Ye Shiqi.

Most of a day later, Ye Shiqi called him back.

"Zheng Yuan, where did your words come from?"

"What's wrong? Did you discover anything?" Zheng Yang asked.

"I scanned the photo you sent into the quantum computer. So far, I haven't found any matching text."

"It's impossible. Isn't this text?"

"First tell me where you got this text. Maybe we can find a place for analysis."

Of course, it was impossible for Zheng Yang to say that he appeared from Luo Yao's room.

He thought for a moment and said, "I saw it from inside a dormitory. I don't know what the situation was."

"Is there anyone living in that dormitory?"

"Someone."

"Could that be written by that person?"

"That man is a native of China. Do you think he can write this? Even you don't know this language."

Ye Shiqi "tsk", obviously confused by the answer.

"If you're not a human, are you a ghost?"

"If this is really a ghost, then this ghost is still speaking a foreign language!"

"Be normal, I'm scared." Zheng Yang felt a chill coming up his back.

Ye Shiqi knew that the joke had gone too far and said quickly: "Of course this is not accurate. The main reason is that we don't have enough clues now. According to the current situation, the text on the photo you took is very rare, at least it is not a common text."

"If even a quantum computer can't match it, then I don't know how niche this kind of writing is. Could it be a closed tribal writing?"

"It's not impossible, but now the question arises. You said this text was found in a dormitory. Where did the owner of this dormitory learn it?"

Ye Shiqi said depressedly: "I think I am a relatively authoritative linguist in the whole of China. How come I don't have a chance to come into contact with it, but others do?"

Faced with Ye Shiqi's questions, Zheng Yang could not comfort him because he did not know the origin of these words.

"In this case, you'd better ask the person in that dormitory and let them explain it clearly to you, otherwise it will be too weird."

Ask directly?

Zheng Yang hesitated: "Do I have to ask?"

"You must ask. No one knows the meaning of this without asking. Isn't this why you are looking for me?"

Zheng Yang thought that he would have stopped looking if he had known about it, but now one more person knew about it.

"Okay, then I'll go ask."

"Remember to tell me when you have results. Maybe this can become my new research topic!"

Zheng Yang could only agree.

Zheng Yang decided to take an understatement approach and pretended to ask Luo Yao accidentally.

He didn't want Luo Yao to worry or feel embarrassed. After all, this matter seemed to have caused some unnecessary speculation.

In the afternoon, after he met Luo Yao, he invited Luo Yao into his office.

"Gong Luo, do you see any clues in this photo?"

Luo Yao took the photo handed over by Zheng Yang and looked at it. He saw some words that looked like ghost drawings piled on the ground with dirt.

"The soil does not appear to be piled randomly, but there is a certain regular arrangement between them."

"The shapes and lines are not completely random. Some lines look straight, while others are zigzag. I think this arrangement may follow certain rules of language."

"Then do you recognize these words?"

Luo Yao shook his head: "I don't know it. It feels very different from our language. You need to ask a linguist about this."

"Linguists don't know either?"

Luo Yao opened his eyes slightly: "They don't know either? It's impossible. They are professionals in this area."

Zheng Yang didn't know how to tell Luo Yao this fact that was not in line with common sense.

After all, if the linguist knew, he wouldn't even bother to ask.

"Well, the linguist said that he has not found any similar language words so far."

"Isn't this impossible?" Luo Yao looked unbelieving, and then decided to leave it to Xiao Moss to find.

After he brought Zheng Yang to his laboratory, he said to the computer: "Little Moss, help me identify the text in this photo."

Little Moss quickly turned on the camera in front of the computer screen, uploaded the photos and started analysis.

[Recognizing, please wait a moment. 】

After a few minutes, the analysis results were displayed on the computer screen.

[According to analysis, these words do not conform to any known language system or text encoding, and their shape and arrangement do not seem to follow any known linguistic rules. 】

Luo Yao frowned slightly after hearing this.

Little Moss can't even find it. Are you kidding him?

"If it doesn't conform to the currently known language system, how did this kind of thing appear?"

"Academician Zheng, do you know where this photo was taken?"

[Little Moss knows that it is in Mr. Luo’s dormitory! Zheng Yuan and the others filmed it! 】

Zheng Yang:......

He never calculated that surveillance cameras were installed in Luo Yao's dormitory, and Xiao Moss had already seen everything they did.

Even if Xiao Moss doesn't talk about it now, Luo Yao will find problems when he checks the recent monitoring.

"Zheng Yuan, can you tell me what is going on?"

Zheng Yang was silent for a moment, feeling a little embarrassed and at a loss. He didn't expect to be in such a predicament and didn't know how to explain this accident.

Fortunately, years of rescue reactions allowed him to quickly find an excuse. He said: "This is actually a misunderstanding. I didn't mean to hide it from you, I just wanted to find out what these words meant."

Luo Yao didn't like him.

"That is to say, you didn't find the answer in other people, or to be clear, other linguists? So you came to test me?"

"Do you think I have a special habit of writing on the ground?" Luo Yao said at a loss for words.

Writing on the ground?

Why?

Does he look like he's mentally disturbed?

"Gong Luo, I'm not testing you. In fact, we did try our best to investigate these texts, but we haven't found a definite answer so far."

"Do you think I can write on the ground? This is ridiculous."

Zheng Yang waved his hands quickly and explained: "No, that's not what I meant. We just want to understand some of the different situations behind this incident that may be involved."

Luo Yao frowned and became silent.

Zheng Yang was worried that Luo Yao was angry with his suspicion, so he began to explain: "The reason why I don't want to tell you is that I am worried that there is something bad about the meaning of the words. If we solve it in advance, it will be up to us." Let’s deal with it first.”

"I didn't expect..."

Luo Yao raised his hand and asked Zheng Yang to stop talking.

When the strange phenomena appeared in his room, it started when he took back the meteorite.

In other words, everything is likely to be related to meteorites.

Luo Yao walked back to the dormitory, and Zheng Yang followed worriedly.

Luo Yao returned to his dormitory and began to carefully examine the meteorite. He picked up the meteorite placed on the table and carefully observed every detail.

Zheng Yang stood at the door, anxiously waiting for Luo Yao's reaction.

Could it be that Luo Yao was stimulated by something? Why are you still studying a stone?

Could he be saying that all this was done by stones?

Zheng Yang immediately shook his head and gave up on this ridiculous idea.

"All of this has something to do with this meteorite." Luo Yao came to Zheng Yang holding the meteorite.

Zheng Yang was dumbfounded. Is their genius really crazy?

"Gong Luo, this is no joke. How could those words have something to do with this stone?" Zheng Yang looked disbelieving.

"The strange phenomena that appear in my room are all related to it. From the moment I bring it in here, something unusual will happen in my room."

Luo Yao said and asked Xiao Moss to play the surveillance video of the room.

Xiao Moss clicked on the surveillance video, which showed Luo Yao's room.

In the video, when Luo Yao walked into the room, the meteorite was placed on the table and looked normal.

"Look," Luo Yao pointed to the meteorite on the surveillance screen, "This is the meteorite. After I go out, abnormal phenomena will occur in the room."

Zheng Yang stared at the surveillance screen nervously, and suddenly his eyes lit up: "Wait, look here!"

"The soil in this pot of flowers fell to the ground for no reason! The soil slowly started to move!"

"This is so weird!" Zheng Yang frowned. He had never seen such a strange phenomenon before.

"Gong Luo, where did you get this thing?" Zheng Yang was quite afraid of the meteorite, but he didn't show it now, all because of his righteousness!

"People from our company bought this when they were traveling. They thought the meteorite was beautiful and brought it back."

"I guess I need to ask someone from your company about the situation." Zheng Yang said calmly.

"Well, I'll tell them and let them come to the capital."

One day later, Edela and others came to the capital. As soon as they arrived in the capital, Zheng Yang sent someone to take them to the interrogation room.

"Huh? Where's our boss? Didn't he want to take a day trip to the interrogation room with us?" Edela said confused.

"Your boss doesn't know the situation yet, so he didn't tell you. Just cooperate with our investigation and we won't embarrass you!"

Edela and the others looked at the battle and pretended not to panic.

For a long time, they had lived an extremely free life under Luo Yao's protection. No one dared to say a harsh word to them or neglect them.

Now they are all in the interrogation room, so they suspect that something happened to Luo Yao.

"This leader, our Mr. Luo usually only engages in research and development and doesn't ask for anything. If something goes wrong with him at work, it will definitely be an accident!"

Hearing what Edela said, others also echoed: "Yes, yes, yes, we, Mr. Luo, definitely didn't do it on purpose! You must investigate clearly and not unjustly accuse him."

The person in charge of the interrogation couldn't help but interrupt the noisy group: "It's not Mr. Luo's fault, it's because of you."

"Us?" Edela was even more surprised.

She works in the company and basically does nothing else. How does this have anything to do with her?

When she was about to ask the others if something was wrong, the interrogating officer took out a photo and said, "Do you know this stone?"

After taking a closer look, Edela said, "Well, I know you. It was a gift for Mr. Luo when we went on our annual vacation."

"When you bought it, did you know there was something magical about this stone?"

"A magical place?" Edela thought about it carefully.

"The boss said that this stone was rolled in front of him by himself, but it's good to listen to this. Look at it, it's round. It's normal for it to roll."

"Yes, in order to sell this kind of stone at a high price, they usually make up some magical stories. To put it bluntly, they want the buyer to think that the stone he bought is spiritual." Although Wang Ye had nothing to do with buying meteorites, Wang Ye still Was called to the capital.

Without understanding the situation, he could only interpret what Aidra said based on his experience in the antique market.

"Other than that?" The interrogating officer had a stern look on his face, as if he didn't believe what they were saying.

"Other than that, there is nothing else. We are actually careful when buying things. After all, it is a gift for Mr. Luo, so safety must be guaranteed."

"Although this stone looks ugly, it is a meteorite. Meteorite has many benefits for the human body."

"Meteorites also have some special energy that can have a positive impact on the human body's energy field and help improve the body's immunity and overall health."

"Special energy?" The interrogating officer pondered, "Have you ever understood this kind of energy?"

"The so-called 'special energy' is a broad concept that refers to the unique energy or frequency contained in meteorites. This energy is believed by some to affect the energy field of the human body, thus having a positive impact on health."

"Specifically, this energy may be related to cosmic energy beyond the Earth or the special environment when the Earth was formed."

"However, we want to be clear that these claims are not supported by sufficient scientific evidence and are viewed with reservation by most scientists."

"We mention this just to illustrate that meteorites are given some special meanings in some cultures and belief systems, but this does not mean that they actually have these mysterious properties."

"But what is certain is that the radiation from this thing is not harmful to humans. We have checked this." Edela quickly added.

The interrogating officer said with a half-smile: "You guys who are engaged in research and development are really rigorous. Now tell me the information about the person who sold this stone."

"Including detailed address, appearance and characteristics of the other party, purchase time and other information."

"Okay, I'll write to you right away." Adela knew from the seriousness of the other party that the other party knew something they didn't know.

After writing the message honestly, the other party said apologetically: "You need to stay here for a few days before the matter is found out. Is that okay?"

He was imprisoned as soon as he returned home. Wang Ye couldn't think of anything more exciting than this.

Adela and Wang Ye exchanged glances, and the other party's attitude obviously hinted that they were not discussing with them.

They were self-aware and nodded quickly.

Anyway, as long as they stay here and have food and drink, they are not in much danger!

…

Luo Yao actually didn't know that they had entered the interrogation room.

He originally planned to ask about Zheng Yang's situation later, but an email attracted his attention.

"Dear Mr. Luo Yao, you have recently developed an experiment to observe the plasma end flow state. Are you interested in communicating with us?"

"We believe that it is very difficult to derive techniques for increasing magnetic confinement density from observational data. Perhaps we can cooperate."

Luo Yao sneered.

Is it difficult to derive techniques for improving magnetic confinement density from observational data?

Still want to cooperate?

This is actually saying that their team is not smart, so they still have to rely on these foreigners?

Luo Yao glanced at the email signature.

John, Mary, Director of JET Fusion Laboratory.

He didn't know who Mary was, but he knew who she was at the JET Nuclear Fusion Laboratory.

They were responsible for the world's first controlled release of fusion energy.

Their records stood for a long time.

There is a reason for being so confident.

But Luo Yao didn't care about this. Everything they developed was developed by their team day and night. How could they just give it to them?

When he first asked for information from foreign laboratories, wasn't there anyone who ignored him?

Now, let these foreigners worry!

Distracted by this incident, Luo Yao had forgotten that his employees had arrived in the capital.

Taking advantage of his free time, he read the report on the use of the AI ​​​​medical cabin that Shan Xing sent him.

At present, some poorly run hospitals have transformed and become AI hospitals. Many patients go there, many of them because of their reputation.

This made Luo Yao feel reassured, but Shan Xing said at this time: "Gong Luo, currently we need to plan for the AI ​​medical module to be put on the space station. This matter cannot be delayed now. Now the Oumeng side is about to launch the space station. , we have to make all preparations, and if everything goes well, we will copy everything to the second space station."

When Luo Yao heard about the second space station, he suddenly thought...