Although he still couldn't believe everything the Coloring Center claimed, he began to feel that the Coloring Center wasn't crazy enough to expose the researchers to theoretical knowledge that was very unusual to humans. And these researchers are not completely caught up in some kind of mental frenzy to study such bizarre theories. The discourse of the color system center is logical, it is efficient, and it is the most in-depth study of the "virus" so far, and in today's hospital, no one has come up with a more credible conjecture than its hypothesis, and no one can get closer to the degree that the color center has done from a theoretical point of view. Whether or not the Nexus can actually reset the entire galaxy, its existing theories, hypotheses, and conjectures alone make it tempting to give it a try.

If there are other people who can come up with a more reliable and executable plan, I don't think I will necessarily join the research of the color center, however, no one can come up with such a plan. In fact, as the color center said, there are not many options for all researchers. In a limited time, if they can't make real achievements, not to mention the whole world, they are just locked up in an isolated hospital, it is like watching themselves suffocated to death, painful and helpless.

In this situation, any plan with the slightest viability is likely to be executed, not to mention the theoretical study of the color system center is full of an attraction of a different approach.

Even if you don't act as a husband yourself, even if you have prejudices before talking, you can't help but feel moved after talking. Referring to the changes in his own heart, Buzuofu felt that he somewhat understood why the researchers outside were like that. He still doesn't think he's going to fall into that kind of frenzy, he can feel the vigilance in his heart, and he feels that he should be more calm with others and set an example for them. If other researchers behave unwisely because of a hot head, he must find an opportunity to stop it – and the basis for this idea to be realized is to join the research, or even become a core person, and have the qualifications to guide others.

Of course, he thinks that his scientific literacy can surpass others, and he thinks that his ability is only average among all researchers, but even so, the key to being a "sober person" who is drunk and sober is not his own research talent, but from a political point of view, the current research team should be viewed from a political perspective. Just like Dr. Ender in the past.

Dr. Ender became the leader and head of the hospital, not by appointment, but by beating all other competitors to the top. And his approach, like the example of political struggle in the scientific research department in the past, makes people hold grudges and have to admire. Bu Zuofu feels that Dr. Ander is his best role model.

In the past, the best thing a husband was at killing people, and after entering the hospital, what a husband was best at was research, but now, both killing and research are outdated. Buzuofu believes that he should change his mindset and become a member of the research team from the perspective that he used to disdain the most.

Of course, if you don't work as a husband, you will feel depressed, what you are best at will be declared useless, and no matter who you are, it will be difficult to change your thinking and concepts all at once. Buzuo deeply felt how difficult it is to "convert" and what a "painful" word it is. This means that all the successes of the past, as well as some habits that have long been taken for granted, will become a stumbling block to one's own success. Even so, if you don't have to be a husband, you have to do it.

"I see, I'll join the research." Bu Zuofu said categorically to the color center, if you don't say that, everything can't start. Whether or not to join a research team is not up to him, let alone just talking. If you don't have access to relevant information about your research work, you can't collaborate with other researchers, and you can't join the research with real work results, even if you call yourself a "member of the team", it makes no sense. And these materials, as well as the opportunities for work, are completely in the hands of the color center.

"What kind of project do you want me to be responsible for?" The husband asked.

"I've never set a limit on who should be in charge of a project." "I will make the existing information public, and you will decide the research direction of the project and related theories. But you have to remember that you don't have a husband. No matter how perfect my theory may seem, it is actually imperfect, and every achievement you can make will move this new scientific system forward. In this process, what I can do is to summarize the research results of each of you, like a jigsaw puzzle, put them into the correct place in the whole theoretical system, and then verify whether they are right or wrong. "You may have misunderstood me before, thinking that all of the other people's research projects were assigned by me, but in reality, the research I assigned only accounted for one-tenth of the total research projects. Everyone else is proving or applying this new theoretical system according to their own ideas and from their own point of view. What everyone is doing is essentially the same as it used to be, except that the person in charge of the core part has changed from Dr. Ender to me. ”o

"If their research hadn't turned into something as dangerous as you designated, it would be all the more proof that your new system of theories has a terrible impact on humanity that can lead to terrible consequences." Buzuofu replied soberly: "Forcing someone to do something, and prompting many people to do something, has a very different meaning, and the latter is often more frightening than the former." ”

"Are you afraid? Not a husband. The color center asked.

"Of course I'm afraid. No matter what you say, I can only see what I can see, and everything I see further deepens this fear. Buzuofu bluntly said, "Even so, I will still help you, because I have no choice." ”

"Yes, you don't have a choice. Mr. Husband. The sound of the color center was rippling, in the form of a visible ripple, spreading into the space that the non-husband could perceive, making him feel as if this deep basement had suddenly sunk into the water. There is a buoyancy that pushes his body, as if he can float in mid-air with a slight jump - this seems to be just an illusion, and there is no feeling of being able to jump easily.

No, it's not like being in gravity-free space, it's more like being in deep water. The buoyancy of the water does act on the body, but as it sinks, the greater pressure prevents the body from moving freely.

Heavy, difficult to breathe, even suffocating, restrained, floating, very unstable...... All kinds of feelings that nakedness can produce in deep water emerge from the feelings of not being a husband at this time. I knew that the color center would never kill me, but this sudden change in environmental feelings still made people feel extremely frightened.

He is just trying to endure this fear so that it does not show it on his face. He didn't understand what the Coloring Center was trying to do, and how it was happening.

The feeling of floating in deep water lasted for a while—for a while, but for a while, but for how long—and he suddenly realized that he knew a lot. Before he realized this, without warning, he was just thinking normally, speculating about the situation with fear, but when one of his thoughts was associated with the name "color center", all kinds of theoretical knowledge that he had not known before and crazy whims related to it appeared naturally in his mind, as if he had already had such thoughts. These knowledge and whimsy are fragmentary, even unrelated fragments, which are difficult to piece together as a whole at first, and once they are logically considered, they can feel very uncomfortable and extremely anxious, but as the number of fragments that "keep remembering" gradually increases, the correlation between these fragments becomes more and more prominent.

After a while, the pieces became as if they could be joined together with any other piece, and each one seemed to be correct. And the crazy whimsy that has never been seen before is like the need for different fragment splicing methods to verify, making all the splicing methods seem to make sense.

Knowledge is accumulating, logic is also increasing, more than one feels correct, rather, it seems that no matter which logic, it will not be completely wrong, all have the possibility of reference, and people feel that all should be absorbed, and must be in a more flexible way of thinking, in order to be able to effectively organize this knowledge.

A new theoretical system is gradually taking shape in the activities of "thinking" and "imagining" without being a husband. If this system is described as a big tree, then the husband only thinks that his thinking movement and all his imagination are the soil and water that nourishes the big tree, and unfortunately, there has already been a similar tree on this soil in the past, and the new big tree will inevitably take away the nutrients and territory of the old big tree if it grows.

He can clearly feel how the new theoretical system has taken away the territory of the old theoretical system in his mind, and at the same time, he can clearly feel that the shrinking of the old knowledge and theory is not a complete forgetting, but that he seems to pay less and less attention to it, and feels more and more ugly, and it is no longer as beautiful as it used to be - even those mathematical formulas that have always seemed perfect have become wrong and missing under the impact of the knowledge fragments of the new theoretical system.

Yes, the old system of knowledge has not been forgotten or completely denied, but it has become less perfect, and the logic it contains has begun to become narrow, giving people the urge to break free and open up a new world. These old things are still the basis of one's own common sense, but just like an old man who has just entered the era of information explosion in the new century, he suddenly discovers that his common sense, which he used to think was correct, has suddenly been proven wrong. The world is different, the times are abandoning themselves, and they must cling to things that really don't seem so good so that they don't get completely denied.

However, a scientist, a researcher, must look at this change in a more rational, logical, and objective way, and the scientific literacy that he insisted on in the past is becoming the culprit that makes him unable to stick to the old knowledge system, and is prompting him to accept new things and accept new things to transform himself in a kind of spiritual pain.

This transformation at the level of thinking ability, imagination and direction of thinking makes the husband feel more and more strange to himself, of course it is impossible for him not to feel fear, but on the other hand, the logic and literacy that he has been emphasizing are telling him that this strangeness is the beginning of a new life, and he should accept this change and reposition those old things - the knowledge of the past is not useless, nor is it meaningless, on the contrary, the past is important, but the present is more important, the future is more important, and now his own changes, It is the embodiment of oneself breaking away from the limitations of the past and stepping into a new world.

When the conflict between the incompetent's reason and sensibility was at its strongest, he felt as if his heart was about to stop. The deep pressure, the suffocation that made people's eyes dark, the suffocation that seemed to have been stirred up, made him feel like he had become a mass of unknown things, floating in the deep water, sinking and sinking...... Sink into the never-ending depths.

I don't know how long it took, just when he felt vague and ignorant, and felt that he didn't know anything, didn't understand anything, didn't understand anything, as if he was in a state of half-dreaming and half-awake, he suddenly woke up. As soon as I woke up, I immediately realized the current situation. He was still in the basement, and the basement was not flooded, and everything that happened before was like a nightmare. However, no matter what he sees, he will analyze it involuntarily, and the theories on which those analyses are based are all completely different theories from the past—angle, direction, time, space...... All things and concepts have been redefined, more or less different from the past, there is no definition that is exactly the same as the past, and the biggest difference is "completely different". He can't describe this state, nor can he describe what kind of world he sees after redefinition, and the old ideas and concepts still allow him to know what a thing was in the past, for example, what is "ground" and what is "wall". However, these definitions are full of errors and omissions, which makes people unconsciously re-divide the boundaries of these specific phenomena and redefine them according to the new theoretical system.

Moreover, I have no resistance, dissatisfaction or rejection of the new definition.

Because, compared with the old cognition, the new cognition is so vast and subtle, just as he first recognized what "mathematical perfection" is.