As Lü Yongchang finished speaking, several researchers quickly turned their attention to the two sets of anomalous data in the holographic projection.
Sure enough!
Just as Lü Yongchang had said, compared with the other, normal gamma rays, the two groups exhibited pronounced redshift and blueshift, respectively!
"Tachyons really do exist..."
Fang Xu's eyes widened as he stared in disbelief at the data before him.
Grinning, Lü Yongchang raised a hand and gently patted Fang Xu on the back.
"Well, Fang? Wasn't I right?"
Still in a state of utter shock, Fang Xu nodded blankly and murmured, "Y-yes..."
"But..."
"How are we supposed to control them to transmit information?"
As though something had occurred to him, Fang Xu frowned slightly and raised a crucial question. "So far, we haven't even observed the particles themselves. We've only detected the traces left by their movement."
"Using them to transmit information..."
"That seems far too difficult."
The smile gradually faded from Lü Yongchang's face, and his brow furrowed.
"Yes."
His gaze shifted slightly. "So what we need to do now is reduce the tachyons' speed as much as possible, while finding a way to observe and control them."
Inside Lü Yongchang's office.
As always, the hands of the holographic clock ticked quietly clockwise, marking the passage of time, minute by minute, second by second.
It was late at night.
Yet Lü Yongchang did not rest. Instead, he rose from his seat and slowly walked over to the porthole.
He gazed through it at the distant planet that was being reborn.
The office was utterly peaceful, but inside his mind, a violent upheaval was underway!
His quantum-state brain worked at full speed, considering all the data from the experiments.
"Tachyons... tachyons..."
Lü Yongchang murmured, "Were they really created by the particle collision experiments?"
Suddenly,