Everyone could hardly believe their eyes. That so-called humanoid unidentified flying object was Huang Tian?!
The man who had proved the Navier-Stokes Equations, the leading candidate for the Fields Medal, a once-in-a-century genius recognized by the international mathematics community, vice dean of the Peking University School of Mathematics, and deputy director of the Center for Applied Physics and Technology Research—
How had he suddenly flown back from space?!
Shouldn't he have been on the Capital University campus doing research and giving lectures?!
"This world has gone mad—" someone murmured in the temporary command center.
"Could this be an alien impersonating him? Could the real Professor Huang Tian still be at Capital University, or working at home?"
"Tell me, why would an alien impersonate Professor Huang?"
"Uh, maybe, maybe—"
"Enough wild guesses. This—person? Let's call him a person for now. He's most likely Professor Huang Tian." The broad-faced middle-aged man swallowed and forced himself to stay calm. "But to be safe, send someone to contact Capital University and the management of Professor Huang Tian's residential complex immediately. Find out whether he's on campus or at home."
"Yes, sir!"
Someone answered and was about to leave when a faint figure slowly appeared in the command center.
"No need to go to all that trouble." The figure was Huang Tian, who had sent a projection of his consciousness after hearing them.
Everyone looked at Huang Tian hovering in the drone footage, then at the second Huang Tian who had suddenly appeared in the command center. They all sucked in a sharp breath and sprang to their feet, chairs clattering.
Louder than the chairs was the buzzing inside their heads. Stunned senseless, they gaped wide enough to fit a fist in their mouths.
"You... I—"
The broad-faced man had weathered countless storms, but even