Chapter 1276 The Building of Classical Physics Is Completed! (Head Bangjin Plus More)

"Your Excellency Raphson, you know my relationship with Dr. Mayhal. Twenty years ago, when I was just proposing some speculation about the theory of turbulence, the doctor kept coming to me, trying to solve this problem."

"This damn problem, Lord Newton did not solve it. I was just trying to complete the regret of the great man, and I didn't expect to see even a little breakthrough in my lifetime."

"I received an email from Dr. Mayhar yesterday, and I did not believe his judgment and had doubts. For this, I will definitely apologize to Dr. Mayhar.

Until today, after seeing the surgery and doing the three-dimensional reconstruction of dynamic blood flow... My God! It must be that after Lord Newton's soul returned to the embrace of the gods, God explained the turbulence, and he reappeared in the world to help us ignorant people solve this problem. "

"..." Raphson felt like he didn't understand Dr. Olson.

Does he mean that an operation has solved the final problem of classical physics?

Damn, that's impossible, I must have misunderstood.

"His Excellency Raphson, the procedure of surgery is just an experiment in my opinion, and the human body is the most perfect simulation device.

The great Dr. Mehar, one of the greatest men in the history of science. He used his body as a simulation device to show me, the Royal Academy of Sciences, and physicists around the world a perfect experiment. "

"Hurry up, I can't wait to show the latest results of turbulence to Your Excellency Raphson." Olson said to the researcher around him, his voice a little hurried.

The world's most advanced instruments simulate and reconstruct blood flow very quickly.

But also waited a full 10 minutes.

Then, a red background appears on the LCD screen.

This is a blood vessel, and the medical award judges who were present saw it at a glance.

The blood is constantly flowing in the blood vessels, and this exquisite dynamic 3D reconstruction can be made in just over ten minutes. The black technology of the Royal Academy of Sciences made everyone sigh.

"Allow me to explain it to everyone." Olsen smiled, a smile that couldn't hide his impatience.

Picking up the laser pointer, Olsen walked over to the LCD screen.

"The blood flows in layers, and different chromatograms are used to mark the reconstruction, so that it can be seen more clearly. The blood in Dr. Mayhal's blood vessels is not like this." Olsen said a sentence first, and then turned on the laser pointer, A red dot appears on the LCD screen.

"The power of laminar flow is so difficult to capture, and when turbulent flow is formed is also determined by God." Olsen said quickly, "Here, looking at the smooth blood flow, an abominable turbulence is about to form."

Sure enough, when everyone's eyes were focused on the laser pointer, they saw smooth laminar flows collide with each other, breaking like ocean waves, and then a vortex appeared.

At this time, the micro-guide wire that occupies half of the screen appears in front of the turbulent flow.

The judges of the medical school clearly saw a part of the operation process. Although they knew that the operation had ended perfectly, they were still nervous when they saw this scene.

The advancement of the guide wire is affected by the turbulent flow, which causes deflection. It is like a small fishing boat under the typhoon in the depths of the ocean, it will bump up and down, and there can be no other ending.

If one after another of turbulence emerges, it is likely that the superselection will fail.

However……

The results everyone imagined did not happen.

Before the guide wire encounters turbulence, it begins to tremble slightly and changes the angle.

"Slow down, slow down, I want 1/8 speed." Olson roared, the voice spread in the center conference room, and the water in the glass in front of Dr. Raphson began to ripple slightly again.

"Damn it! 1/8 can't show the exquisite skills of the magician. 1/16 times!" As Olsen kept roaring, the speed displayed on the LCD screen became slower and slower, and the water in the water glass rippled The ripples are getting bigger and bigger.

"Yes, that's it. Please note that it is impossible for the operator to accurately see the appearance of turbulence from the screen in front of him.

Because only through your interventional images with such a low resolution, you cannot observe the microscopic world. Olsen growled in high spirits, completely ignoring whether the hearts of the old people in the central conference room could bear it.

A fire in his chest was burning. It was a dream for physicists who study classical physics, and Dr. Olson went wild.

"I guess, or the operator feels the power of turbulence! Look, look!" Olsen seemed to be transformed into a football commentator, and the laser pointer could no longer satisfy his surging emotions. He threw the laser pointer away, pointed his finger on the LCD screen, and roared, "See, that's it, the damn microwire is moving like a genie! It's dodging, dodging! Oh, no Can't believe it's real!"

"This is the work of the gods!"

"Avoid the turbulence! Look, the turbulence operator who continues to generate has no way to avoid it. He actually controls that **** guide wire to go directly through it!"

"The power of turbulence is unpredictable, and he keeps changing his methods! He's not human, he's definitely not human! This is a machine, absolutely a machine!"

Olson's roar was like an ocean wave, beating on the hearts of the medical award judges.

Several people were pale and ugly, and they had already started to take out the medicine and took it orally without hesitation.

"It's amazing, the guide wire actually passed through the turbulent layer and moved on!" Olsen shouted: "This is the final addition to classical physics. If we can digitize the surgical process, we can finally reconstruct and refine the relevant theory. If so, the great Mr. Newton will be very happy!"

"Look, another turbulence, another perfect performance!"

"..." The medical award judges looked at Olsen's hair and actions in silence, silent.

"It's gone! It's gone again! The turbulence has no effect at all! I knew it was like this, I knew it was like this!" The voice became sharp, as if it were an opera.

And he, like a tenor, was roaring, roaring, venting the passion in his chest.

"Dr. Mayhal's judgment is right. These hands are kissed by God and used to guide us who are lost in the dark. This year's physics award must be him. There will never be anyone else who can compete, absolutely not!"

With Dr. Olsen's roar, the guide wire passed through the turbulent flow, as steady as if it had never moved.

"It's amazing! The building of classical physics, we have been waiting for 200 years for this scene! Now I announce that the building of classical physics is completed!"

With Dr. Olsen's final roar, the sound of crackling sounded one after another.

The water glass in front of the medical award judges shattered and clear water spilled out.