indianbanksassociation Chapter 110 This commotion is ridiculously huge!
Chapter 110 This commotion is ridiculously huge!
The scene shifts to the main gate of the University of Science and Technology of China, where a siege has already begun.
The principal, who was usually stern and unsmiling in front of his students, was now standing on the steps, his palms sweating and sticky, making him extremely uncomfortable.
He took a deep breath and, for what seemed like the umpteenth time, reached out to tug at his neatly tied tie.
Then, like a neurotic, he went over and shook the bollard used to block people vigorously, as if afraid that it wouldn't be able to stop the group of reporters outside who were about to devour him.
This principal, who had been working in the education field for many years, felt as if a thousand wild horses were galloping through his mind, and he was extremely flustered!
He was utterly bewildered by the extravagant display of power that rivaled the arrival of a head of state.
God is my witness, though he burned incense day and night, he always hoped to have the school's name engraved at the pinnacle of the world's education community.
When this wish came crashing down on him in a way that shook the whole world, he felt dizzy!
Damn it!
This commotion is ridiculously loud!
Just as the principal was lost in thought, a black official car with a special pass smoothly glided into the completely cleared campus and stopped precisely in front of him.
The heavy car door was pushed open, and a middle-aged man with a stern face and wearing a dark jacket stepped out of the car.
The man quickly straightened his clothes, and the red badge on his left breast, representing the municipal joint working group, reflected a solemn luster in the sunlight.
"Chen Jianfeng. On-site command of the joint working group of the Municipal Party Committee and Municipal Government."
The man reached out and shook the principal's sweaty hand.
"Comrade Principal, the situation is urgent. I have been assigned by the Municipal Party Committee and the Municipal Government to come here specifically to take charge of the perimeter security."
From now on, our working group will take full responsibility for access control within a 10-kilometer radius of the campus, as well as all media relations and online public opinion management.
I am responsible for the unified command and dispatch of all security forces on site.
As for you, Principal... your only and most important task right now is to keep your students in line and make sure they don't cause any trouble.
The principal stared blankly for two seconds, then finally exhaled the breath that had been stuck in his throat.
"Okay...okay, thank you so much!"
Although the expensive new suit he was wearing, bought to make a good impression, looked somewhat comical and uncomfortable on his overweight body.
But at this moment, when the enormous burden that had been weighing him down was taken in by the man in front of him, even his breathing became lighter.
He knew all too well that this storm, which was started by a thirteen-year-old boy, had long been beyond his comprehension and control as a mere mortal!
Sizzle—Sizzle—
Just then, the red indicator lights on the walkie-talkies on the waists of the expressionless security guards all flashed simultaneously, and the static broke the silence.
"They're here! They're here!!"
The heavy school gate slowly opened to both sides, and a long, black minivan, a low-key silver sedan, and a van full of security personnel drove into the campus one after another like a long dragon.
The convoy came to a steady stop in front of the main building steps. Before the car doors were fully opened, several accompanying security personnel leaped out of the vehicles like cheetahs and quickly set up a cordon.
Immediately afterwards, the rear door of the silver sedan slowly opened, and a pair of shiny leather shoes stepped onto the ground. A man with a full head of silver hair and an aura as deep as the ocean stepped out of the car expressionlessly.
No one needed to introduce him; the moment I saw that man...
As if struck by a heavy hammer, the name of that leading figure in contemporary mathematics flashed through the minds of everyone present:
Ilya Cronin.
Whether it's a well-informed principal, faculty members accustomed to outstanding students, or even those usually arrogant members of the domestic academic community...
Upon seeing the living person with their own eyes, they all gasped in unison, letting out a synchronized hissing sound.
A photograph is ultimately lifeless.
It wasn't until Cronin was actually standing a few meters away that they felt a chill run down their spines:
The man's sharpness, tempered by time yet all-pervasive, was so intense it was almost suffocating!
In the crowd, a clueless guy couldn't contain his excitement and tried to sneakily take out his phone to snap a couple of pictures.
The savage security guard next to him immediately glared at him fiercely, as if he were a thief.
The man was so frightened that he almost shoved his phone into his crotch before quickly clutching his pocket tightly.
Subsequently, Kenji Shimura from Japan, Chloe Moreau, the "Rose of Topology" from France, Walter Scott from the United States, and Georg Stein from Germany...
This group of geniuses, each capable of keeping the typesetting department of top academic journals working overtime all night, stepped out of the car one by one.
The principal, whose skills in reading people were already maxed out, immediately put on a smile brighter than a sunflower and hurried over to greet him with great enthusiasm.
"Distinguished luminaries of the scientific community! You have traveled a long way, it must have been arduous! On behalf of all the faculty and students, I extend a very warm welcome to you all..."
Faced with such meaningless, mundane pleasantries, Cronin didn't even lift his eyelids, merely nodding slightly in response based on muscle memory.
At this moment, Chen Jianfeng decisively stepped forward, separating the principal from his embarrassment.
"Professors, the safe route to the scene has been arranged. Please follow me."
Thus, this verification team, composed of the world's most brilliant minds, silently moved forward, following Chen Jianfeng's efficient gestures.
The group's leather shoes echoed heavily and uniformly in the quiet corridor.
After passing through the corridor, we finally arrived at the teaching and research room that had ignited the global mathematics community and attracted the attention of billions of people around the world!
The ordinary wooden door was now covered in an exaggerated, layered mess of seals with red stamps and official notices in bold red letters that read "Restricted Entry," making it look as if some ancient ferocious beast was being sealed away.
tear it up-
The senior manager in charge of the security operation held several documents with red headers, looked at the signatures on them again and again, and finally carefully, as if defusing a bomb, tore off the heavy seals.
Click—
With a crisp click as the mechanical latches retracted, the door that held countless secrets slowly opened to both sides.
No one dared to rush in first. As the undisputed leader, Cronin strode in first without hesitation.
But the instant the door opened, an extremely strong smell of chalk dust and the musty odor of a large pile of cheap draft paper immediately wafted out from under the door...
At the same time, there is also that unique, cold and lonely atmosphere that comes from someone who has spent countless days and nights in a closed room under extreme concentration.
pat.
The principal, who was following closely behind, pressed the power switch on the wall with great skill.
In an instant, the dazzling fluorescent lights lit up one after another, and the complete view of this originally dim teaching and research room was revealed to everyone in a visually stunning way, like a bombshell!
boom--!
Without any preamble, an academic storm, composed entirely of extremely dense information, instantly shattered everyone's mental defenses!
The walls on all sides were covered with hundreds of A3 sheets of paper, as if they were covered with strange talismans.
Each sheet of paper was like the whispers of a demon, filled with intricate graph theory isomorphisms and self-created mathematical symbols that were as distorted as celestial script.
In the center of the blackboard directly in front, a huge automaton state transition diagram, resembling an indescribable thing from the Cthulhu Mythos, arrogantly sits there in a devouring posture, staring intently at the intruding creature!
At that moment, time seemed to be paused.
The entire verification team, capable of influencing the direction of world technology, was like a statue frozen in place, unable to utter a single word for a long time, as if they had been looked at by Medusa!