I Got on a Ghost Ship By Mistake and Was Forced To Be the Captain Chapter 49

Chapter 49 Optical Orthodoxy in Baia (seeking recommendation tickets)

The office was full of noisy noises. Mr. Samuel Coleman, who was supposed to be recuperating on the hospital bed, humbly served the guests in the office with tea and respect.

Or rather, an unexpected guest.

The cause of this incident was his unintentional action not long ago, because of that **** question that he had no clue about, forcing him to write a letter to Mr. Daniel, his former tutor at Freer University in Bania.

A super madman engaged in natural science research.

He never thought that this letter was like a time bomb. Daniel also didn't give an answer after plucking all the hair on the top of his head. He simply sent the letter to the League of Seven Schools, causing more people to worry about it.

So shortly after it was sent out, this question immediately caused a shocking wave in the academic world.

Is light composed of particles or waves?

This seemingly simple question, but once you think about it carefully, you can see two worlds.

The theoretical basis and experimental results of many people show that the bifurcation inevitably becomes two intersections, waves or particles.

This is a war about truth, no less powerful than guns on the battlefield, and the winner will determine the future direction of the orthodox optical throne.

The flames of war in the natural sciences ranged from the Petersburg Research Institute of the Saloron Empire in the east of the North Continent all the way to Duz University in Ryan on the west coast, from the old scholars of the Northern Research Institute to the indigenous scholars of the Southern Continent.

In history, there is no more evenly matched answer than the two answers of particle and wave.

No one could have imagined that the fuse of the first wave-particle war was actually ignited during an unintentional conversation between a student and a teacher at an ordinary college in a remote town.

Coleman has never been so regretful as he is now. He obviously underestimated the lethality of this problem, and he also underestimated this group of peer-to-peer scholars in the international academic community. He personally demonstrated what war of civilized people is.

"Samuel, why don't you talk about this."

Flier, the nearly hundred-year-old mentor Daniel, threw this **** question at him, with a bad look in his eyes.

seems to be complaining about why the **** letter was sent to me.

The professors from Duz University who have won the Varys Medal, the dean of the department who has just been awarded the Pulitzer Prize in Göttinghagen, the old bachelors from the Peterborough Institute who have won the Grand Slam award, and Landis Member of the Royal Society, Professor of the Occult at Miskar Stark University…

It is not an exaggeration to say that if there are cultists attacking Leeds Comprehensive College now, the academic level of the entire Northern Continent will be set back by at least 20 years.

The pile of awards and titles held by this group of people can kill people... Oh, by the way, his former mentor at Freer University, Mr. Daniel, was awarded the Knight Medal by His Majesty the King himself.

Any one out of it is the highest level of education.

Except for Mr. Coleman, the most proud thing in his life is that he was admitted to Freer University.

But the degree from the bad street doesn't even have the right to speak in front of this group of big shots.

Under those eyes that are sharp enough to pierce the heart, it seems that as long as you choose one of them, the supporters of the other will tear him to pieces.

"Sorry, I have no idea." Coleman looked depressed, with tears in his eyes, "Dear gentlemen, I am just an ordinary teacher."

Yes,

He is just an ordinary college teacher, and his biggest dream now is to retire properly.

What is wrong with him.

"Relax, we won't make it difficult for you, why don't you tell us what happened again." Someone finally figured it out.

"Yes, we are all reasonable and civilized people."

Seeing the curious eyes of many professors, Coleman recounted what happened, "It started with a magical meeting, and after meeting the young Professor McGovern from the University of Leeds..."

He told the whole story exactly.

Not only did he tell the story of that bright afternoon, Tufu, as the discoverer, opened the window that symbolized the window of truth, allowing the afternoon light to shine in.

Not only that, but also talked about the "ghost ship" problem raised by Tu Fu earlier, a ship between existence and disappearance, and proposed the important existence of "observer".

"A ship that exists and disappears?"

"The observer decides whether the ship lives or dies."

"Obviously, another interesting question."

Several gentlemen present could not conceal their joy.

Although there are no answers to the two questions, both the train of thought and the idea are quite creative students.

"Where is that kid now?"

It was Sir Daniel who spoke first, and the other professors also raised their ears to look at Coleman.

"It should be at the admissions publicity meeting organized by the college."

As soon as his voice fell, Edmund, the dean of the department in Göttinghagen, first called the assistant's name: "Ryan, hurry over and bring people here now, and we must not let the talents of the Baia Kingdom be lost to other countries .

Immediately he added with a smile: "Gentlemen, I regret to tell you that since the birth of the problem of waves and particles, the optical orthodoxy has been in Baia, in Oswald, and in Leeds."

This remark immediately aroused the dissatisfaction of many professors, and they all refuted this rude statement.

"Academics have no borders, and an excellent student should not be confined to one country."

"Come on, the level of the University of Göttinghagen is only at the bottom of the Seven Schools Alliance. In terms of academic atmosphere and historical background, it should be the University of Douz."

"Academic atmosphere? Are you kidding me, St. Nottingham University is synonymous with academic halls."

The anger that had just been calmed down by the professors broke out again because of comparing the academic atmosphere and orthodoxy of which university.

Professors from various universities scrambled to contact the assistants waiting outside the door, trying to get the kid who raised the great proposition for questioning, and by the way, win over the "orthodoxy of optics".

Only Sir Daniel, the oldest student from Freer University, calmed down first and did not join in this unnecessary quarrel.

He sneaked up to the Window of Truth that once shone with sunlight, and waved to his assistant to signal that he was ready to shoot.

I saw him secretly open the window of the teaching office.

"Crack."

Let the assistant with the camera successfully take a photo of Sir Daniel and this ordinary window at his own request.

After he decided to go back, he published the newspaper as soon as possible to obtain the right to name the window.

"Ah."

Looking at these stupid guys who were still arguing, Sir Daniel couldn't help but sneered.

Based on his profound knowledge, whether light is a particle or a wave may be tens or hundreds of years in the future, and it will take several generations of people to conjecture, reason, and verify before they can get a definite answer.

Nothing can be gained from meaningless arguments, and their generation will probably see nothing in their lifetime.

But when people in later generations talk about the issue of "composition of light",

There will definitely be a good story about the student named Tu Fu at Leeds Comprehensive College and his teacher.

as well as,

The window of truth known as the "Daniel window".

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