In the face of Chen Muwu, a suspected pagan who firmly supports the Red Sulian, and also holds all kinds of bizarre opinions, saying that "aliens may exist" and "humans can perform spiritism", even if the Pope himself preaches to him, it is estimated that he will not be able to persuade this lost lamb to go astray.

And Chen Muwu, who didn't know that he had been reduced to a god stick by one of the biggest gods in the world, would definitely not be able to tell the pope, who was superstitious that God created the universe and God created all things, what science is and what physics is.

What do you want to say about this thing? Did it start with ancient Greece, or did it start with Copernicus or Galileo?

I'm afraid that as he speaks, Chen Muwu will tell the Pope about a bloody grudge, and calculate the new and old hatreds for centuries with Pius XI for his predecessors, and come to a "five steps of bloodshed, the world is vegetarian" on the spot.

Therefore, in the whole process of Chen Muwu's conversation with His Majesty the Pope, it was basically "you said the front door, he said the hip bone shaft", and the chicken talked with the duck, which was tasteless.

The meeting between him and the Pope in the Vatican City in Rome, without anything that should not have happened, was already a major success.

It's just that some poor Hubble, who crossed the Atlantic from the United States and came all the way to Europe, came on a whim, and got such a result.

However, Hubble's past few months in Europe are not completely fruitless, he at least traveled to European universities and observatories, and also met Chen Muwu, and began to consider whether to leave the Mount Wilson Observatory in California, USA, and gamble on his future What waves Chen Muwu can set off in Northern Europe.

Compared with the meeting with Mussolini in the afternoon at the official residence of the Prime Minister of the Venetian Palace, and did not leave until after the dinner, the meeting with the Pope today is much shorter for Chen Muwu.

They talked to each other for about half an hour, and then the other side served tea to the guests under the pretext that His Majesty the Pope had other things to do.

Before parting, it was still a group photo session, and until this time, Chen Muwu, who was a little sluggish throughout the whole process, finally came to his senses.

Because when he was standing on Pius XI, he suddenly thought of an old man he had only seen in the news.

Chen Muwu really wanted to gently scratch the back of the Pope's hand with his fingers when he was standing side by side, to see if His Majesty the Pope would slap his mischievous hand.

After leaving Vatican City, the two of them completed their mission to Rome.

Hubble also wanted to invite Chen Muwu to go with him to Pisa, which he passed by but did not get off the bus when he came to Rome, to take a look at the place where Galileo threw the iron ball in legend.

Chen Muwu also wanted to go there and use his camera to take a dislocation photo of stretching out his arm diagonally upwards and "supporting" the leaning tower, but thinking of the current time period, making this gesture in Italy is a bit sensitive, and he may be mistaken by a certain party for their fellow travelers.

And there was another thing he had to consider, and that was the Como Conference, and the trip to Rome, which, although it had achieved good results, had also taken him away from Cambridge University for more than half a month and almost a month.

Chen Muwu's current identity is not only a carefree student under the shadow of Rutherford, but he also bears an additional burden, the acting director of the Cavendish laboratory.

In the past nearly a month, has anything happened in the Cavendish lab?

The teacher entrusted the entire laboratory to himself so trustingly, Chen Muwu felt that he must not let the laboratory make any mistakes in his hands, otherwise it would be difficult to explain when Rutherford returned from New Zealand to see the teacher again.

So he had no choice but to refuse Hubble's invitation and ask the front desk of the hotel to buy him the earliest train ticket from Rome to Paris.

At the same time, he asked them to send a telegram to De Broglie in France after buying the tickets, asking them to help them buy a combined train ferry ticket from Paris to London.

Although he passed through Paris, where Eve and de Broglie were, he could not stop in the city for long, and could only meet everyone in a hurry during the hours he had waited for the train to depart.

Of course, it won't be long before Chen Muwu will return to Paris again.

Taking advantage of his last time in Rome, he asked Fermi to take him shopping around the city, taking a lot of local specialties and tobacco from Italy.

- This cash crop is one of the few things that can be exported in large quantities in Italy, and is well-known throughout Europe.

Chen Muwu brought so much back, of course, not for his own enjoyment, but for his teacher Rutherford, as well as the many big smokers in Cambridge University, to taste the quality of Italian tobacco.

His intentions were good, and he felt that since he had finally arrived in Italy, he had to bring some souvenirs back to others.

The consequence of bringing special products is that when Chen Muwu entered the British customs from Dover, he was affectionately called by the customs staff who called him "Dr. Chen" and "Chen Huishi", and collected a heavy tax on the tobacco.

It's hard to be a good person!

When he was in Rome, Chen Muwu only considered the worst-case scenario.

Fortunately, when he returned to Cambridgeshire from London, he found that the Cavendish laboratory was still the Cavendish laboratory, and no possible changes had occurred.

Shortly after putting his luggage and gifts back at Trinity College, entering the lab and walking into his office, Chadwick approached the door.

"Director Chen, is the trip to Italy going well? Every day these days I can see in the newspapers that the British press is rewriting about you. ”

Perhaps Chen Muwu alone was not enough to win such a high level of attention from the gang on Fleet Street.

But for more than half a month, who are the people who met him?

One is the Prime Minister of the Kingdom of Italy, and the other is the Supreme Leader of Catholics throughout the world.

Not only the two big names in the Apennines, but the most terrible one was Fermi, a little-known professor of theoretical physics at the University of Rome.

The way he catches the eye is even more unexpected.

Chen Muwu's statement that the universe is not static but constantly expanding, is appalling enough.

However, Professor Fei was even more ingenious, he actually said that under the guidance of Dr. Chen, he calculated that aliens may exist and should have visited the earth, but for some reason, he failed to leave traces of their visit on the earth.

As soon as this earth-shattering theory is proposed, no matter who Chen Muwu meets again, it is not worth mentioning.

Those with money listen to the radio, and those with no money read newspapers.

But no matter what channel they use to get the news, they can learn that Dr. Chen of Cambridge University has shown powerful spiritism in the recently concluded case of Agatha's disappearance, and has done a new big job - the possibility of aliens.

Because the radio conveys the news by reciting the news in voice, the announcers must read it into the microphone word for word.

But this is not the case in newspapers, and the most eye-catching news item on the newspaper page is, of course, the larger headline.

Large and small media outlets across the UK invariably chose the same headline when reporting this news, "Aliens Exist".

Some reporters with a slight conscience will add a slightly smaller font size "maybe" between these two words;

But there are also some irresponsible Anglo-Saxon journalists who have always looked at Chen Muwu unpleasantly, and directly added a "Chen said" in front of the headline.

- Do you want to make my house on fire?

In this day and age, people's entertainment activities are already scarce.

Wealthy people can of course choose to travel, go to golf, cricket, go to the opera, go to ballet, watch football, watch the recently launched sound movies, host them in their own home, or attend salons and parties in other people's homes.

But for people who have no money, there are very few entertainment activities, and reading every news word in the newspaper one by one is one of the indispensable entertainment contents in their daily life.

But since this news came out, everyone's entertainment has suddenly become one more.

Didn't the Italian say that, after his calculations, there might be aliens in the universe who had already visited the earth, but there was no trace of these aliens on the earth?

Can this sentence also be understood from other aspects?

As long as you can find those mysterious traces on Earth, you can confirm the existence of aliens?

So Britain, and not limited to the world, idlers and adventurers all over the world began to embark on a journey to find traces of aliens.

The first to suffer from their poison was Salisbury's Stonehenge, a hundred miles southwest of London.

Although historians and archaeologists have long been eyeing this place, they want to confirm that it is the work of early humans who lived here, and to find out the true purpose of these huge stones stacked together.

However, the public, regardless of whether it is a historical site or not, have driven or taken public transportation to Stonehenge to observe the traces left by aliens.

Some of them are quite business-minded, and they also pay a lot of money to hire photographers from surrounding cities to provide photo services for tourists.

They are the most insistent of these people who claim the existence of aliens: they describe one huge and friendless long stone after another as the carriages of the galactic train that aliens take when they visit Earth.

And the reason why these stones are stacked on the ground in a disorderly manner is also because when they were about to reach the earth, the train derailed and lost control, so it happened to hit this piece of ground, and after a long period of natural action, the carriage became a fossil carriage.

And the aliens lurking in the earth may use these piled up boulders to repair the train, leave the earth, and return to their own planet.

Therefore, I don't know when these boulders will disappear from the earth, and they belong to things that are less than one glance. If you visit this place and don't take a photo, you may regret it for the rest of your life.

These people relied on a few photo booths to make a quick fortune near Stonehenge.

But people with more business acumen are not uncommon to get up early and come to the wilderness in the dark, and earn some hard-earned money by shouting at the top of their voices and taking pictures of others.

They directly claim to be the offspring of aliens, and have superpowers that earthlings do not have, just as the spiritualist gods make the money of Conan Doyle's people, they also harvest a wave of leeks from the rich who are superstitious about aliens.

And explorers from all over the world have also taken this event as an opportunity to embark on adventures to various continents again.

The Great Rift Valley in East Africa – split by aliens;

Mexico's Pyramid of the Sun – an alien altar;

Stone statues of human faces on Easter Island – self-portraits of aliens;

……

Since Stonehenge is the carriage of the galactic train that the aliens rode on when they came to Earth, it is natural to think of the tracks that the train needs when it lands and advances.

It seems that the shape and material of the Great Wall, as well as the length of thousands of miles, fit the gimmick of aliens.

But no one doubts that the Great Wall is a trace of alien visits to the earth, not because Britain and China are separated by more than half the world, and the train derails too far when it lands, but because China's thousands of years of history has never been interrupted, and the time of the construction of the Great Wall has been clearly and clearly recorded several times.

This time, the storm set off by the news reprinted in the newspaper did not reach Cambridge University as it did last time with spiritism.

No one had the same idea as Dirac in Como, Italy, who regarded Chen Muwu as an alien and should be arrested for scientific research.

Chen Muwu, who had just returned to Cavendis's laboratory, didn't even know that there was such a thing in Britain now, and when Chadwick came to greet him, he said that Chen Muwu had appeared in British newspapers several times, and he thought that he was referring to the two times he met Mussolini and Pius XI.

– after all, both meetings were photographed, and if nothing else, they are sure to make the front page headlines of the Corriere della Sera in Milan and the Observer di Roma in the Papal States.

He's been so busy these days that he's even forgotten that he's still talking to Fermi about aliens in the newspaper.

"What was the outcome of the Como meeting? How many particle accelerators have been sold? ”

Chadwick thought for a moment and added the latter question.

He didn't want to hear Chen Muwu's description of the impact of several papers in the Cavendish lab at the physicists' gathering, he just wanted to know whether the fortune that Rutherford had been talking about before he set off had not been made, and how much had been sent if he did.

Before Chen Muwu could answer, Oppenheimer, who had not seen each other for many days, pushed the door open and ran in.

Instead of expressing his longing for Dr. Chen, he went straight to the point and said something else.

"Director Chen, someone is looking for you outside, and he claims to be a staff member of Luen Mei Pictures. Lianmei! Chaplin's house! ”

(End of chapter)