176: Chapter 176: You signed my brother up for the Intellectual Peak Competition?

As time slowly passed, by eight or nine in the morning, the morning rush hour was over.

Ouyang Baili's paper completely dominated the "Thought" section of domestic theoretical physics, becoming number one.

Comments spread by the minute, but the vast majority were filled with skepticism and abuse.

Since this was the website of the National Academy of Physics, most of the comments were complaints and indignant remarks from scientists across the country.

There were also a few foreign scholars who browsed it and left comments like: "Crazy."

...

At noon, in the faculty cafeteria of the Physics Department at Yangcheng University.

This was a gathering place for physics professors and mentors, all speaking fluent Yangcheng dialect.

"Did you hear? Professor Ouyang and his team published another paper. It's too crazy. The sun is actually 36 degrees!"

"The sun is 36 degrees? Oh? Interesting. It must be in the 'Thought' section. If he dared to post that in the formal section, his reputation would be ruined."

"That's right, it's the 'Thought' section—it uses a candle flame analogy, reverse-calculating based on temperature differences... ultimately concluding that the interior of the sun is only 36 degrees."

"A candle? Are you kidding? Unless he abandons the nuclear fusion model, how could the interior of the sun be 36 degrees? Are Professor Ouyang and Guan Jingming under too much research pressure?"

The professors in the cafeteria were discussing it heatedly.

But this time, the reactions of some younger professors were a bit different from the older ones.

"Actually... I thought about it carefully. It is a fact that candle flames are hot on the outside and cool on the inside."

"It is also an observational fact that the corona is 136 times hotter than the surface."

"But the paper states that the nuclear fusion model has been abandoned and replaced with the Time Stream model as mentioned by J. Once you consider the Time Stream model, connect the two facts together, and ask 'What if the sun also follows a similar pattern?', the question itself is actually quite interesting—even if the Time Stream is as ethereal as dark energy, perhaps the Time Stream is dark energy."

The other professors said incredulously:

"Regardless of whether the Time Stream is dark energy, J's answer is still too shocking—a 36-degree solar core is crazy, even crazier than those madmen abroad!"

Another professor chimed in: "That's why they call it a thought experiment. They are just exploring possibilities, not claiming it's correct. Once the Time Stream is found... well, then a 36-degree solar interior might be accepted by the general public."

Besides this, the paper was also fermenting wildly in graduate student groups at theoretical physics universities across the country.

"Brothers, look! The second installment from Professor Ouyang's team!"

"3.51%, holy crap, that's even higher than the probability that the black hole is the universe from the day before yesterday!"

"Are you sure they aren't playing some kind of performance art—using scientific methods to prove sci-fi ideas?"

"But don't you think... it's a bit scary? If even such a crazy idea can have 3.5% mathematical self-consistency, then how much of our understanding of the universe is actually certain?"

...

In the afternoon, in university offices across the country, some professors heard their students discussing in class that the sun was actually a terrifying 36 degrees.

They frowned, asked for the source, found the theoretical physics "Thought" section, and downloaded the paper.

After reading it, the professors were silent for a long time.

Although J was a pseudonym, many people already knew that J was Xiaoyu's brother.

One after another, the professors opened their browsers and found the original recorded content.

In the video, Jiang Zhe's voice was calm and composed:

"Xiao Yu, look at the candle. The outer layer of fire is the hottest, but if you quickly pass your finger through the inner flame core, you will only feel warmth."

"The sun is the same. The corona is over a hundred times hotter than the surface."

"So why can't it be that the outside is the hottest, while the inside is mild?"

"What if the energy isn't charged from the outside by the Time Stream, but explodes from the inside?"

"Once you replace the nuclear fusion model with the Time Stream, then the 36-degree sun will become obvious!"

This was the aftermath of Jiang Zhe's casual chat with Xiao Yu.

As the video ended.

Professors across the country sat in their chairs, looking at the afternoon sun outside the window, their expressions somewhat intriguing.

"A madman, simply a madman!"

"Jiang... J... You promised to tutor your sister, what kind of lessons are you actually giving her???"

"The usually quiet scientific community, ever since J appeared, has had a theory overturned every day. The day before yesterday, black holes were the universe; today, gravity doesn't exist and is just a byproduct of the Time Stream!!!"

"Please give me a pair of eyes that haven't seen this video!"

"..."

On this day, professors across the country felt exhausted and numb. They swore that someone like J was a breath of fresh air in the scientific community, but also a disaster!

...

As time passed, it was evening in the Xia Nation and early morning in the Fu Nation.

Cambridge, Fu Nation, 7:30 AM.

Professor Stephen of the Department of Applied Mathematics and Theoretical Physics put down his black tea and turned his gaze back to the computer screen.

That email from Ouyang Baili quietly appeared in his inbox, with the subject: [Stephen, a new idea about J, perhaps you will be interested.]

Stephen clicked the link, and the paper page appeared.

"An Exploration of Non-Traditional Possibilities for Solar Structure Based on the Time Stream Concept, and Reverse-Calculated from Candle Flame and Temperature Difference Ratios!"

"Time Stream..." Stephen read the unfamiliar term and continued to scroll down with his mouse.

When he saw the passage at the beginning of the paper where J questioned Newton's gravity, his eyebrows twitched, and he grinned, "Hahaha, a challenge from J—gravity does not exist; if Newton knew, he would definitely walk out of his portrait and duel J for 300 rounds!"

He continued browsing.

The analogy of a water-absorbing sponge [Time is dense at high altitudes, loose at low altitudes] made Stephen sit up straight and get serious, sweeping away his previous playful mood.

As he read deeper, Stephen's expression became increasingly serious.

The hot outside and cool inside of a candle flame, and the 136-fold temperature difference between the solar corona and the photosphere...

The premise is: the sun cannot be nuclear fusion; the sun's energy source must be replaced simultaneously—with the Time Stream.

"Altitude means more or less time... The comparison of lifespan and bone density between astronauts in zero-gravity space and people on Earth..."

"It's not gravity that makes astronauts age faster..."

Stephen frowned deeply. The more he read the paper, the more he felt that J might be a clever con artist, but at the same time, J knew too much!

After a long time, his gaze finally landed on the conclusion: [Within the set parameter range, the model's logical self-consistency probability assessment ≈ 3.51%]

3.51%.

Stephen widened his eyes and stared at this number for a long time!

Then he grabbed the phone on his desk and dialed the number for the astrophysics department office next door.

It rang several times before it was answered, and Professor Michael's voice came through: "Stephen, so early, you'd better have something important."

"Come to my office," Stephen said hurriedly. "Bring your black tea; I think you need some stimulation."

Five minutes later, Michael pushed the door open, holding his teacup, his hair a bit messy. "If this is about your crazy conjecture from last week that gravitational waves might carry cosmic memory information, I suggest we talk about it this afternoon. My brain hasn't started up yet."

Stephen directly downloaded the paper onto a tablet and handed it over. "Look at this."

Michael took it and glanced at the title. "Time Stream, candle flame analogy for the sun, is this that J who proposed the universe is a black hole again?"

"Read the whole thing," Stephen leaned back in his chair, relaxed. "The point is the conclusion at the end."

Michael sat down, frowning, and began to browse seriously.

In the large office, there was only the quiet atmosphere of drinking tea and focusing on the paper.

After a long while, the middle-aged Michael, wearing a suit, gasped, "Negating gravity... Time Stream as the essence... flowing from high to low..."

"This is far more... than yesterday's cosmic black hole hypothesis..."

"Crazy!"

Professor Michael suddenly stopped, staring at a paragraph in the middle of the paper: "Wait, Stephen, Ouyang Baili and his team used the 136-fold temperature difference between the corona and the photosphere as a known condition, and then reverse-calculated the core temperature? This line of thinking... is a bit profound..."

"Under the nuclear fusion solar model, this is madness."

"Under the Time Stream model... this is simply wonderful, no less than the first discovery of dark energy."

"Ouyang even cited the Xia Nation's Taiji, Yin and Yang, destruction and creation. The persuasiveness is gradually deepening. Time is completely an energy state, not a noun or concept!"

"Are you done?" Stephen looked at Michael, whose face had lost its fatigue. "It suits your taste, doesn't it?"

Michael excitedly flipped to the last page: 3.51%.

His gaze fell on Stephen, his expression curious and complex: "Same as yesterday, another non-zero probability!"

"3.51%, yes." Stephen nodded gently. "Two days in a row, the same team, the same inspiration from J, the same style of [giving crazy ideas a check-up], and then getting a non-zero probability of the same magnitude!"

"Although this paper is beautiful, just like Schrödinger's cat, it only remains on a theoretical basis and cannot be applied on a large scale because it lacks key [detection] evidence. By the way, Stephen, what do you want to say?" Michael put down the tablet and took another sip of black tea.

"What I want to say is," Stephen stood up and paced back and forth in the office, "this J is either a genius who saw something we all ignored, or a con artist who knows best how to arouse our curiosity."

"But either way—"

He stopped by the window, looking at the lawn outside, his back to Michael: "He has successfully captured our attention!"

Michael was silent for a long time before picking up the tablet again and flipping back to the section in the paper about [Time Stream potential difference creating equivalent gravity].

"If..." Professor Michael said, "I mean if, there really exists some kind of [Time Density] gradient, where energy flows from high to low, like a water flow, then many problems in our physics world could indeed be reformulated; including why the corona is so much hotter than the solar photosphere."

"But a 36-degree solar core?" Stephen turned around and asked seriously: "Do you believe it?"

"Even if I accept the Time Stream model, I fundamentally don't believe it." Michael narrowed his eyes but shook his head gently. "But I believe this 3.51% is worth thinking about—just as Ouyang wrote in the paper—this is not a conclusion, this is an [If]. If we allow all these subversive assumptions to hold... then mathematics tells us that this crazy hypothesis will have a 3.51% possibility."

He looked at Stephen: "What do you plan to do?"

Stephen walked back to the desk, operating the mouse, and sent it to more friends with one click!

"I have already shared yesterday's paper about the universe being a black hole with a few old friends."

"My old friends said that J's ideas are very divisive; some think J is interesting, some are angry, and some say this isn't science at all. But my old friends have all remembered the name J."

"Alright, I have successfully remembered J."

Professor Michael finished his cup of black tea and stood up. "Call me next time you have another crazy idea. I have to get busy."

"Hmm!"

...

After 6 PM, after finishing the delicious meal made by Xiaoyu's brother.

Xiao Yu inadvertently saw a New Year's Eve program in a mobile live broadcast room, an intelligent quiz with prizes, which was screening for lucky remote audience members.

The quiz content covered history, biology, chemistry, physics, astronomy...

This...

Isn't this exactly Xiaoyu's brother's strength?

Anyway, it's New Year's Eve today, and Xiaoyu's brother needs a break too!

"Only a fool wouldn't take the money!"

She had a sudden inspiration, grinned, and immediately clicked to register with her puppy-like hands.

She soon received a notification: [The program will start at eight o'clock!]

...

PS:

In the next few chapters, no more than 5 chapters, it will be the protagonist's New Year's Eve entertainment tutoring, which can be considered a cross-disciplinary expansion of the subversive views previously proposed by the protagonist.

I also feel it is appropriate to expand the breadth of the book, as it has been single-threaded so far.

Becoming a god feels like Jiang Zhe has been staying at home all the time, and A-Zhe is about to get moldy; if A-Zhe were to run into reality, sooner or later, the one becoming a god would be beaten up by A-Zhe with one hand.

This does not conflict with the next tutoring session on [The First Observer], it counts as pulling some popularity from the outside world for the live broadcast room.

There are also very explosive truths in the upcoming Intelligence Summit, and I don't want to write those truths for 5-10 chapters, so I arranged them in the entertainment program of the Summit!