(A recap of the previous chapter: Ou Ye had been discharged from the hospital and returned home. Her recovery was going very well. Seeing her parents being affectionate day and night, Shen Nuo Fei felt that she might soon have a little brother or sister. Meanwhile, this year's Nobel Prize announcement ceremony was being held at the Swedish Royal Academy of Sciences.)
The Nobel Prize announcement ceremony had reached the announcement of the Prize in Physiology or Medicine.
The Prize in Physiology or Medicine was an important one, perhaps on par with the Physics Prize.
In recent years, a trend toward downplaying chemistry had emerged around the world. Among the Nobel Prize's natural science awards, the Nobel Chemistry Prize perhaps held the lowest standing.
Was chemistry really no longer important?
No. Chemistry was still important. The discipline could not be replaced, nor could it disappear.
For chemistry to return to its peak, contemporary chemists would need to endure hardship and innovate boldly.
Beyond innovation, they had to create—and ultimately, to bring forth new worlds.
This might be the only way forward for chemistry, both today and in the future.
It was a daunting task. Chemistry nerds, do your best!
Compared with math and physics nerds who pursued theoretical research, chemistry nerds at least had an easier time finding jobs.
Many reporters gradually gathered outside the Shen Qi Research Center.
The Nobel Chemistry Prize winners were about to be announced, and the reporters waited eagerly.
Old Wang, the center's security guard, held a broom more than two meters long. He stood across the entrance, his eyes gleaming and his muscles bulging with strength.
The reporters drew in sharp breaths. The Shen Qi Research Center was full of hidden talent—even its security guard looked like a god descended from heaven.