Chapter 1154

In front of the scientific research and Development Committee that hosted the forum, PIM felt like a clown.

Standing in the spotlight, there are hundreds of colleagues staring at him. He can only operate the projector awkwardly and speak his ideas intermittently.

Because the mirage of his girlfriend is wrapped around him, making various actions to attract his attention, which makes him unable to focus on the business, and the audience can not see the illusion, so they are increasingly impatient to listen to the pit of academic speech.

Struggling to finish, PIM wiped the sweat off his head and held the microphone in his shaking hand.

"I've finished. Is there anything you want to exchange?"

There was a dead silence under the stage, with a few yawning, a few showing relief, and several taking time to go to the toilet to empty the inventory for the next speaker.

The atmosphere was very awkward. Hank grinned bitterly and wiped his sweat on the stage. He just felt as if he had no clothes on.

However, it is an academic conference after all. The organizing committee has already made plans for this situation, and there are not many scientists who are not good at talking in the past. Therefore, there are academic brokers arranged by the organizers at the conference, which is simply called "trust".

When someone can't come down, these trust will be up the stairs. They don't have deep academic accomplishment, but they can still do it simply by answering the phone.

At this time, an old expert with all white hair and looked highly respected raised his hand.

"Dr. PIM, your idea is to use a giant ant to drive a turbine to generate electricity. You also say that ants can lift objects 400 times their own weight and drag objects more than 1700 times their own weight. If they can, of course, they can turn turbines on the scale of hydropower stations, or even replace locomotives. Can you tell us how to cultivate ants of that size? After all, all of you are physicists. I'm afraid you don't know much about biology. "

The old man's question caused a snicker. The laughter came from all directions. No one knew who the old scientist was. The question was so penetrating that people cast praise on him one after another.

Of course, they don't know this old man, because he's from Hollywood and works at Wilson entertainment company. He belongs to the Dragon set of dragon sets. He's good at playing scientists and artists. He's just a face.

It's a good job to come to this kind of meeting. He has 100 dollars a day. He just wants to start the topic for PIM, and he doesn't realize what his words mean.

PIM wiped his sweat and squeezed out a polite smile at the old man. He still remembered that his PIM particle was a secret, so he just said:

"if we find a kind of subatomic particle, according to the theorem that the multi-dimensional momentum of subatomic particles is less than the known atoms, adjusting the concentration of subatomic atoms in the body can change the gap between molecules on a three-dimensional level We can scale things up and down in proportion, not just ants, but we can also shrink our supplies for transportation, or transport our ants to the enemy's rear, and then enlarge them... "

however, his statement attracted the attention of the president of the Congress. Another old man with glasses raised his hand to interrupt him and approached the microphone:" Dr. PIM, what you said Are particles a weapon? Are you implying that ants can be used as weapons to kill people

"No, I'm just... For example."

PIM wiped the sweat, the salty liquid would flow into his eyes, his girlfriend mirage wanted to wipe it for him, his white hands could not touch the reality, but covered PIM's vision.

So in the eyes of the crowd, PIM kept wriggling on the stage, shaking his head as if he was avoiding something.

People looked at each other, and the previous ridicule turned into sympathy. There are still many good people in the world, and Dr. PIM has just proved what mental illness is.

He wanted to magnify the ants with an imaginary thing? And he keeps dodging things that can't be seen. He shouldn't be here. He should go to a hospital somewhere.

"Well, Dr. PIM, have you proved that the particles you call exist? If so, have you ever experimented with them biologically? " Another old scientist in the presidium of the meeting asked.

PIM faltered and couldn't say it. He couldn't have said the existence of PIM particles, otherwise his ant man identity would have been exposed.

He regretted that he shouldn't have come here. How good was the experiment done by aegis headquarters? Why did he have to come here? Isn't Howard's new three wing building fragrant?

But the other day Howard asked him if he wanted to come to the forum. PIM was entangled in the phantom of his fiancee and agreed.

I wanted to say something casually on the stage, and I could slip away without asking questions. Who would have expected that some people would ask ants questions. Isn't this the annual meeting of physics?

Seeing that he could not squeeze out a word on the stage for a long time, the members of the presidium exchanged their eyes and shook their heads slightly.

"Dr. PIM, our forum is a charity forum, which studies the improvement of human life by physics, and the topic of the meeting is how to improve people's lives in poor areas... Maybe not the kind of" charity "you think. Of course, for humanitarian reasons, we will introduce you to a good sanatorium. Please leave."Or the old expert who spoke before, he pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose and ordered to leave.

"Dr. chalman, please listen to me..." PIM grabbed the phantom's hands and pulled his fiancee away, eager to prove himself, but he could not tell the existence of PIM particles, and his efforts were in vain.

Seeing him fighting with the air, Dr. charlman, the international physics magnate, sighed deeply. Who said that there was no risk in studying theoretical physics? That's what crazy physicists are like.

So he rubbed his forehead and pulled over the microphone on the table: "security

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"fac!"

As PIM tidied up the suit torn up by the security guards, he walked down the stairs like a stray dog. He wanted to go back to find someone to argue, but the guards behind him were too strong and covetous.

He bent down to pick up the information that had been left under the steps and planned to meet Howard.

It was because Howard was unable to attend the meeting because he had something else to do, so he temporarily asked him to represent the scientists of the aegis Bureau.

PIM looked at the phantom around him, and his fiancee put a sweet arm around his arm. He walked away quickly and couldn't help but smile bitterly: "this time I've been killed by you."

The phantom didn't react to his words, just laughing.

"Hard to deal with?"

At this time, a female voice came from her side, which made PIM shiver for a moment. All the papers in his hand were lost. He thought that his illness was getting worse, and there was some kind of auditory hallucination.

And a pair of white hands helped him pick up the document and put it back into his hand, and PIM saw that this was another woman on a roadside bench.

She has long black hair and lazy eyes. She is like a cat, basking in the sun on the bench outside the venue.

A comic book on her lap is the only published single volume of Steve's western series. The pages of the cut back work are a bit old.

"What?"

PIM asked, somewhat dully. He couldn't remember how long he hadn't spoken to a stranger.

"Is it difficult for the presidium of the forum to deal with? I'm here waiting for my father. He's in a meeting. Dr. Vernon van Dean. Do you know him? He is developing a space penetrating gamma ray that can be used to detect energy in the universe and alien life

The woman talks to him with a smile and looks at him with big eyes of curiosity, waiting for the answer.

Thinking of what happened just now, PIM is very angry. The scientific community is controlled by those who have no foresight. There is no hope. I really want to get those people to the aegis Bureau and let them have a good look at the existence of pimps.

Using ants to generate electricity is not only feasible, but also depends on ants.

So he sat down beside the woman angrily: "if your father really like you said, so imaginative and creative, I'm afraid he will come out soon."

Sure enough, before they spoke for five minutes, they saw an old man with short stature and glasses who was also put out by the security guards, who also lost his information and left.

"Curse you! You corrupt bureaucrats! Doing research in college corrupts your brain! I can go to you! Say it doesn't exist just because you can't see gamma rays? If I bring transmitters, you'll all turn green! "

While bending down to pick up his things, the little old man kept waving his fist to the buildings behind him, and his mouth was full of fragrance.

PIM looked at the woman around her, her face in her hands.

"Your father?"

The woman nodded and put away the comic book: "sure enough, he has been kicked out. Let's go and have a meal together. Scientists like you should have a common language."

"Well, Dr. Dean and I didn't know each other before. Would it be too abrupt to have dinner with your father and daughter?"

PIM rubbed his hands. He wanted to go, but it wasn't very nice.

Because he found that when he was with this woman, the illusion that haunted his fiancee disappeared, as if it had never existed. He had not felt so relaxed for a long time.

The woman laughed. She stood up, waved to her father, and winked at PIM: "my name is Janet van Dean. Now we are friends. Let's go. I know a French dish."

With that, PIM took his arm and went to the old man.

As expected, as Janet said, the two scientists who were expelled had a lot of common language. After greeting the immediate family members of the organizing committee, the two immediately got acquainted and went out to dinner.

Not long after they left, two figures appeared in the air not far behind them. Their faces were covered tightly and looked mysterious.

"You asked me to use a magic curse on Dr. PIM just to introduce him to a new girlfriend?" The prince of magic sighed and looked at his back, which was easy to leave. "Even if he didn't go crazy for so many years, he didn't take less antidepressant drugs.""Relax, my old man, when it comes to the curse of voodoo, it's up to you. What's more, if PIM isn't insane, how can he not remember how many milliliters of PIM particles he has deployed? How can I get some out of his basement without being discovered? "

Su Ming narrowed his eyes and pulled the mask on his face. Now hank hasn't realized that PIM particles are flowing out. Maybe he's looking forward to a new relationship. Wish him happiness.

With PIM particles, we can open the door of time and space from the scientific side, and the key has been reached. The next step is to study slowly.

There should be no problem. After all, Dr. Tesla is planting mangoes now and should be able to do some sideline work.

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