"Nearly half of the people can be arranged to return to Vienna and Norway. This should solve the problem of shortage of manpower. After all, the research and development work in Ocean City has completely stopped..."
In the conference room of Fort Hasenhill, Alicia was already sitting at the head of the long table, discussing matters after the merger with Ju Lei and Langzhiwan. The rift caused by Rabbi Lins' personal ambition appears to be slowly closing.
Zhong Buyan, who was standing in front of the window and looking out, saw a strange scene. She saw a white moon hanging in the afternoon sky. Under the moon, a white tower vaguely appeared on the skyline.
The hairpin in his hair was trembling slightly—some kind of being with a destiny in this world was approaching.
Her breath was winding like an ink snake, gently wrapping around the unearthly "car"-shaped totem in her hand. She informed Alicia and Wendy of what she perceived.
President Daedalus raised his hand and paused the conversation. The guard opened the door and brought in two guests. The president and others at the table stood up after seeing the guests clearly.
"Alicia!" The man walking in front was about twenty years old and had a Hermann accent. He smiled and hugged the female chess player.
"Weiner!" There was a look of surprise and joy on her face.
Next to Alicia, Wendy glanced at Zhong Buran, indicating that the visitor was not a threat. Of course there is no threat: it is Alicia's good friend, Werner Carl Heisenberg.
Heisenberg is probably the most outstanding physicist among the younger generation of our generation. He is one of the pioneers in exploring the subtle and subtle, and created a new form in the field of subtle mechanics - matrix mechanics. In the field, he is on par with Schrödinger.
Even among the top scholars, he is like a genius.
However, it was not him who caught people's attention in the end. Almost everyone looked behind Heisenberg, where a person stood quietly. He has flowing and even wild white hair, and a gray beard on his lips. He was holding his hat and cane, with a peaceful expression on his face. Even though everyone was looking at him, he was as still as a three-dimensional portrait.
Zhong Buran concentrated. She knew that the white tower vision she had just seen outside the window was not caused by Heisenberg, but by this mysterious middle-aged man.
Heisenberg took a step back and solemnly introduced everyone: "My introduction may not be necessary: this is Mr. Albert Einstein."
Einstein still stood quietly, motionless. If you observe carefully, you will find that the dust around him is stagnant in the air, as if time does not flow around him or around him.
Suddenly, he turned into an afterimage and came to Alicia's side in the blink of an eye. He had already smiled and extended his hand: "...I have heard about the name for a long time."
After saying this, he froze again. After a certain amount of patience, he leaned over and apologized to the people around him: "I am in a rough time zone, and it may be difficult for me to communicate smoothly with you..."
Alicia had never met Mr. Einstein before, but she had heard about his situation. The theory of relativity he founded reveals to some extent the relativity and even the illusory nature of time. Until rational inquiry opens up this realm, time is absolute and unquestionable. The pinnacle scholar's sword of exploration penetrates the truth of time, and after debunking that layer of mystery, time becomes less daunting.
This declaration completely offended the existence of the White Tower. As a result, he encountered a very strange curse from the White Tower and fell into a "rugged time zone".
"The time Mr. Einstein lived in was uneven. Sometimes it was fast, sometimes it was slow. Sometimes, a day lasted only a few breaths, and sometimes it seemed as long as a week..." Heisenberg explained Said, "Communicating with him requires patience."
"Every once in a while, he would go to a friend and use his authority to appease the White Tower's anger."
Alicia knew that Mr. Einstein's "friend" in Heisenberg's words was Phillips, the leader of the New Zealand Explorers Association. He was the only one in the world who could mediate between Einstein and the White Tower.
However, even though he fell into such a bizarre curse, this scientific giant did not seem to be affected at all, and he still lived calmly and calmly. After all, no matter whether the time in the outside world is fast or slow, the time flow rate he perceives is still uniform. Nothing could stop his great mind from thinking, and he could still advance his research.
Alicia was not sure whether the punishment imposed by the White Tower was out of fear of the thoughts of this outstanding human being...
Afraid, so take aim.
"Mr. Einstein and I just went to Budapest and were on our way back to Göttingen. We knew you were at Hasenhill Castle, so we made a special trip to see you..." Heisenberg's eyes fell on Einstein. Licia smiled tacitly on the maze badge on her chest.
A gust of wind blew by, and Ainstein, who had been standing still next to people, disappeared. People saw a long letter on the table, handwritten by the gentleman. He said in the letter that time suddenly slowed down where he was, causing him to experience an extraordinarily long wait. While waiting this time, he suddenly had inspiration for the topic he was thinking about recently. He needed to find a quiet place to write down those ideas, so he left first...
"That's right, you have to get used to it..." Heisenberg held the letter and said with a wry smile, "Not only is his ideological realm no longer in the same rhythm as ours, but we can't even share time with him. I think I will wait for him. - after all, this is how this journey has been.”
At this time, Mr. Einstein had returned to the hotel and opened his notebook in front of the window. Outside the window, there was a dove with wide-open wings suspended in the air. The gentleman looked out the window and saw a seemingly invisible white tower standing in the distance. That semblance of a building seemed to have lost its external order, like a white ghost with blurred edges...
Thathos, the White Tower. The White Tower was staring at him.
Theocratic authority represents God's control over the world, and this control authority comes from man's ignorance of the world.
As man gains more insight, God's power weakens.
Mr. Albert Einstein slowly unscrewed the pen and gently pressed the "God-Killing Sword" in his hand on the paper. The world seemed to be holding its breath for this great thought.
At the moment when the paper was soaked in ink, in another corner of the world, Sean Dickinson frowned at home. He had just been sitting quietly when he clearly felt someone appearing in the black mansion.
Moreover, the man was seriously injured and was dying. He quickly focused his thoughts on Shawshank's body. In the deserted office, Shawshank turned around and walked into the black mansion.
The man was crawling at the entrance of the mansion, covered in blood and unconscious.
Mike "The Rememberer" Downes.
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