Drama Queen Reborn as a Top Student!

Chapter 1145 - 577: Overturning an Era (Part 3)

"Immerse yourself in your physics. Take that complete picture in your head about spacetime traversal, and step by step, calculate it, build it, and verify it."

"What we want is not a top-journal paper, not some bandwagon hot topic. What we want is a spacetime theory that belongs to Hua Country, a traversal mechanism that belongs to Hua Country—and the only person who can make this happen is you."

Na Amo looked at Shen You’an with a burning gaze; her originally steady tone grew more and more impassioned as she spoke.

"If you go abroad, you’re joining an existing system. If you stay, you’re opening a new era."

"An’an, every bit of resource here, every position, every newcomer, has been prepared for you alone. I won’t force you to stay, but I hope you think it through."

"What you truly want—is it to reach the top under someone else’s rules, or to start from a blank page and define the future of spacetime physics itself!"

After saying this, Na Amo subconsciously picked up her glass and took a sip of water to moisten her throat.

Across from her, Shen You’an remained silent for a long time; her lashes drooped slightly, hiding the emotion in her eyes.

In this silence, Liu Runxi picked up that project dossier and began to read it carefully.

As the pages flipped, the boy’s long fingers tapped lightly on the tabletop, one tap after another, inexplicably tightening the listener’s heart.

"No cap on funding is good, but when spacetime theory reaches the endgame, what it comes down to is computing power and extreme devices. I want to confirm three points."

When the boy raised his head to look at Na Amo, there was a light in his eyes like the still depth of a dark lake—intense, yet not oppressive.

"Will the supercomputing cluster be under long-term exclusive use—no queues, no preemption by other projects?"

"For high-precision gravity detection and spacetime-interference-type experiments, is the budget approval timescale measured in hours or in weeks?"

"Once we enter an unpredictable theoretical branch, will you allow us to suspend the existing路线 and fully pivot to her new framework?"

Na Amo had never dared underestimate Liu Runxi; in fact, this habitually silent, low-key boy was the real expert here.

"Of course. I’m the project lead; we can write all of this into the contract."

"You’re a new institution. It will be easy to get shackled by administration, deliverables, and timelines. I’ll ask just one key question."

"Does she have absolute topic leadership—meaning the authority to pause, overturn, and rewrite the entire project路线, without committee votes, without multi-layer approvals, without having to compromise her theoretical stance for anyone?"

"If not, no amount of money will help."

"And another thing: you wrote ’achieve spacetime traversal’. That line can easily turn into a gimmick. I want to be clear—do you want a mathematically self-consistent spacetime traversal theory, or an engineeringly demonstrable weak effect? An’an wants the former—to redefine time from the level of fundamental physics."

"Can you accept that there may be no sensational成果 in five or ten years—only cold equations and verification?"

In that moment, Na Amo saw a powerful aura emanating from this slender boy—that kind of steady, assured bearing, moving with ease, as if he were the true lead of this project.

Na Amo’s eyes were filled with relief. "Anything I promise you now is just painting a pretty picture. Next, I’ll prove with concrete actions that joining this project will be the wisest and most correct decision you’ve ever made."

Liu Runxi drew back his edge and turned to the still-silent Shen You’an, waiting for her answer.

After a long while, Shen You’an lifted her head again; her gaze brimmed with a confident radiance that made her look dazzling: "What I’m studying is not a time machine in the sci-fi sense, but the foundational physics of spacetime traversal—the topology of time, the addressability of spacetime, the physical nature of consciousness as an informational state, and how to achieve backward anchoring and retrospection of conscious information in spacetime under strict adherence to the existing physical framework."

Na Amo stood up in excitement. "If you succeed, you’ll redefine time and spacetime, as well as the physical carrier of consciousness—and further, you’ll redefine the coupling between information and spacetime. This is a rewrite of the underlying rules from 0 to 1; it will be an epoch-upending, monumental piece of research."

In Shen You’an’s vision, the mystical soul-transference of novels and films would no longer be empty talk.

Shen You’an turned her head to look at the boy beside her, her gaze filled with gentleness. "Actually, before this, I was lost too—how to achieve traversal without violating relativity, without breaking mass-energy conservation, while keeping causality self-consistent. After countless rounds of deduction and calculation, I found that it was an impossible dream. Maybe when technology in the future reaches a certain height it might be realized, but definitely not now."

What a despair-inducing discovery that was.

Liu Runxi was wiping a watch. He suddenly asked, "Is time a real dimension that can flow bidirectionally, or is it merely a by-product of entropy increase, human illusion, and quantum evolution?"

"In that case, does the past still exist, and has the future already been fixed?"

At that moment, it was like someone freezing to death in an abyss suddenly seeing a ray of sunlight fall upon them—she saw hope.

The past hadn’t disappeared; it had always existed within the structure of spacetime.

She had to overturn all her previous conceptual frameworks and re-examine the essence of time.

And in that case, Seth’s spacetime travel research project ran counter to her own. After much deliberation, Shen You’an decided to give up going abroad, planning instead to fund her own lab and initiate her own project.

She hadn’t expected Na Amo to show up at her door with a project proposal.

You could say they met halfway without prior arrangement.

With a national-level test site and credentials, she could save herself a great deal of time and trouble—time she’d much rather pour into her research.

Na Amo noticed the unusual current of emotion flowing between the two, and raised her brows with interest. "Oh? Then what changed your mind?"

Shen You’an smiled, and the topic came to an abrupt halt.

She pushed up her glasses and said calmly, "I can stay, but on one condition—all the rules, we go by mine."

The girl sat there quietly, her tone mild and composed, yet giving off an unassailable resolve.

"First, all R&D funding for the project will be fully covered by me personally; not a single cent from the national budget."

"Second, I hold absolute leadership over the project."

"Third..."

Liu Runxi watched the girl speaking with such ease; in his cold eyes it was as if shards of ice melted, filling with a spring-breeze-like tenderness.

It was like watching a flower he had carefully nurtured blossom into its most beautiful form.