The day's treatment was cancelled at short notice because I woke up too late and the treatment would delay my plans to go to the observatory.

Although, to some extent, the treatment was not interrupted.

On the way to the observatory, I fell asleep again.

It was dusk when I woke up.

At the entrance to the observatory, a man in a black cloak stands like a sculpture.

The cloak is a very outstanding garment; Strangely, there was no sense of disobedience on this person.

"This is a real god." Angel whispered in my ear, "My dad is still 108,000 miles away from him. ”

“…… Be mindful when you speak. Father Angel corrected him in a helpless tone that could not bear to be harsh, "What did I tell you?" ”

Angel's eyes immediately darkened, and she lowered her head and stopped talking.

As I got closer, I took a sneaky look at the man. He was slender and thin, his face was as dead as ashes, and his only pair of deep eyes were as hot as coals.

"Three minutes and seventeen seconds late." He whispered a plausible accusation.

Then he turned around and pointed his pupils at the iris scanner at the entrance.

A cold wind blows in your face. We followed the man into a different passage than the last time we stargazed.

We first came to a completely enclosed, large laser control room. Angie's father began to tinker with the intricate and magnificent instruments.

Without saying a word, the man opened a metal door that led to nowhere, and turned his hands behind his back.

"Let's go, let's go to the stargazing platform, don't get in the way here." Angel dragged me out of the door.

The whole time, the man turned a blind eye to me and Angel - he didn't even mention his last name.

I have never met anyone more arrogant and indifferent than him.

Angel took me around the porch-like corridor, and we finally came to the empty stargazing platform.

It was already dark. Angie's father is still adjusting the laser rays.

An excessively dazzling and dazzling beam of blue-white light shot into the sky in the night sky, probing its prey.

Angel and I took turns following the laser beam through the telescope, and saw countless bizarre interstellar activities.

Soon after, Angel let out a soft sigh of surprise and gave me the binoculars: "They're positioned." ”

The gravitational lensing phenomenon observed with the naked eye is even more shocking than the most dazzling mirage.

Around a diffuse, bright quasar were four more brilliant wheels of fire that were almost identical.

I was dizzy and almost suffocated.

The legend of the ancient times with ten suns is not as scorching as the five dark blue fire wheels under the empty and dark curtain in front of you.

"The faint light cluster you see in the center is actually obscured by the gravitational field most of the refracted surface of the light." Angel explained, "The four images around are all reflections of light distorted by the gravitational field. ”

He smiled contemptuously again: "What astronomers like to do most is to calculate the mass of the gravitational field through precise simulation. Heh - data, they always think that data is everything. ”

Although I was reluctant to look away from me, I could also hear that Angel was talking. "Is there anything wrong with the data?"

I was impressed by the fact that "Mr. Nanke", the editor-in-chief of the journal "Interstellar Nanke", had a fanatical fascination with data.

Although I have only just started to get into astronomy, my reverence for Mr. Nanke is indescribable.

If memory serves, he was the first person in the world to personally verify the "Einstein Cross".

It was through gravitational lensing that he became the first astronomer to discover exoplanetary systems.

He even hypothesized that in a distant binary star system, there were life forms comparable to Earth's civilization......

It can be said that he ushered in a new era of research on exogalaxies.

He wouldn't have been able to do this if it weren't for his astonishing obsession with the extremely subtle deviations of data.

"That's what I'm going to tell you, Banyan Kang—" Angel adjusted the telescope again and asked me to look.

The incredible phenomenon was fleeting - the quasar had left the connection between Earth and the light source, and everything was back to normal.

"Now you know what's the problem, right?" "Conclusions drawn through exceptional circumstances are often not universal – even fallacious. ”

I suddenly felt that the Angel in front of me was even more distant than the gloomy man in the cloak.

Angel tilted her head, and her side face looked cold under the starry sky: "Have you watched "The Little Prince"? There was a merchant in it, and his favorite thing to do was to count the stars—for every many, he possessed more. ”

"Yes," I rarely remember a story I read a long time ago, "he was a selfish man. ”

Angel shook her head: "No, it has nothing to do with selfishness - he is ignorant. ”

Angel almost gritted her teeth: "He treats the stars as data, because data means wealth." What he didn't know was that each star actually represented life. ”

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All the content in the article is pure nonsense, please do not check the evidence!

Hard sci-fi ≠ reality.