Goodbye Across Time and Space

At this very moment.

Feeling the microphone in his hand, Xu Yun's expression grew somewhat wistful.

To be honest.

Although he had come up with a fairly detailed plan for the Red Shore base a long, long time ago, his ideas had mainly concerned the base's functions—or, more specifically, the projects it would undertake.

In other words, he had planned to set up a black hole observation project at the base, assign some staff to collect data through long-term observations, and then leave it at that.

As for when they might derive some kind of result, he hadn't planned to interfere in advance.

It was possible that the Rabbits would detect gravitational waves within ten years.

It was also possible that even after ten years, they still wouldn't have derived black hole entropy or the Bekenstein bound. All the results would depend on the researchers' abilities.

But what he hadn't expected was...

Chen Ning Yang actually asking Xu Yun for proof of the value of black hole research. Left with no choice, Xu Yun had brought out black hole entropy as his trump card.

There was nothing he could do.

After all, the hard, confirmed results concerning black holes in the future weren't numerous. They amounted to only a handful of phenomena and theorems.

And now, he had effectively snatched old man Hawking's livelihood away from him.

As everyone knew.

Throughout the history of human physics, many renowned physicists had appeared.

Some of these physicists were modest and unassuming, spending their days doing experiments without seeking attention.

Cavendish was a classic example. He spent all day in the laboratory, oblivious to everything outside it.

Others had eccentric, peculiar personalities and were endlessly talked about.

Take Landau, reputedly the last all-around physicist in the world. He liked to rate everything.

He'd