I accidentally got a two-way foil in my second level civilization

In the United States, at the editorial office of *Science*.

Adam sat in the editorial chair, yawned, and glanced at the wall clock.

It was 5 p.m.

Time to get off work!

He stretched, then dragged the mouse to close the files on the computer desktop.

As an editor of *Science*, he had to review a large number of manuscripts submitted from all over the world every day.

Among these manuscripts from around the globe, conservatively estimated, only 10% were truly valuable!

The reason was quite simple.

*Science* was a top - tier global journal.

Countless researchers hoped that it would accept and publish their papers.

This was not only an affirmation but also a symbol of status!

This led to a rather frustrating situation.

Besides legitimate researchers, there were also many "amateur" researchers who would submit papers to *Science*.

These "amateur" researchers had a specific name for them.

Fringe scientists.

Abbreviated as "folk scientists".

It was no exaggeration to say that at least half of the emails Adam received every day were from these folk scientists.

The conclusions in those papers were more astonishing than one another.

Techniques for cutting atoms with a water - milled knife, anti - gravity devices, perpetual motion machines...

One could say that in Adam's inbox, there were papers with all kinds of ideas you could never imagine.

As Adam dragged a file from the computer into the recycle bin, he let out a deep sigh.

This article was a typical folk - scientist paper.

The author of the paper claimed to have solved Goldbach's Conjecture.

But when he opened the file and started to examine it carefully, he was horrified to find that the author didn't even understand what Goldbach's Conjecture was!

"God... Michelle, you really should take a look at this paper." As he deleted the paper, Adam muttered with his lips pouting.

As Adam's voice faded, a beautiful blonde - haired and blue - eyed female editor sitting beside him smiled, turned her head, and looked at him. "What? Did you review another strange paper?"

Adam stopped what he was doing, swiveled the office chair, and faced Michelle to complain. "The author thought Goldbach's Conjecture was about proving 1 + 1 = 2."

Michelle was stunned for a moment, then burst out laughing.

"My goodness... Adam, I really don't understand why you always come across these strange papers!"

Adam shrugged helplessly. "Who knows?"

"Ding dong!"

Just as Adam was about to get up and leave his seat, a clear reminder sounded from the computer in front of him.

"Damn it... Another submission!" Adam looked at Michelle, who was doing nothing, resentfully. "This isn't fair!"

"I've reviewed fifteen papers today!"

"Fourteen of them were useless!"

Michelle smiled, closed the computer in front of her, and shrugged. "Really? Every time we get paid, I also think it's unfair. How about we switch?"

Adam: "..."

"Forget it then..."

He forced a smile and sat back in his seat.

The moment he saw the title of the paper, his eyebrows shot up.

"Wow! It's actually a paper on controlled nuclear fusion!"

"Michelle, let's make a bet. I bet this paper is useless!"

Hearing Adam's words, Michelle raised her delicate eyebrows, dragged her office chair, and sat beside Adam. "What's the bet?"

"A dinner?"

As Adam spoke, he clicked the mouse to open the file.

"If it's at a Michelin - starred restaurant, I'll bet with you!" Michelle glanced at the email title, pondered for a moment, and said.

Adam's hand paused slightly as he manipulated the mouse.

Michelin... That would cost quite a bit of money!

But thinking about the experience of getting fourteen useless papers in a row today, Adam felt a strange sense of confidence.

"Okay! It's a bet at a Michelin - starred restaurant!"

"I don't believe that I'll see a normal paper right before getting off work!"

As he spoke, the file in the mailbox was opened.

Adam quickly dragged the mouse and scrolled the paper to the signature section.

"... Sss!"

The moment he saw the signature, Adam gasped!

"The second author of this paper is actually the Nuclear Physics Laboratory of Sandaokou University in Xia Country?!"

Adam's mouth twitched slightly.

"You owe me a Michelin - starred dinner. Don't forget!" The smile in Michelle's eyes was about to overflow.

Adam shook his head helplessly. "Michelin it is... What I'm more concerned about is the first author of this paper."

"This 'Lv Yongchang'... I don't seem to have heard this name in the field of nuclear physics."

Michelle's expression became a bit more serious.

She frowned, thought carefully for a while, and then slowly shook her head.

"Neither have I."

"Could it be a newbie?"

Adam shook his head with a solemn expression, and casually wrote down this string of letters in a notebook beside him. "Shouldn't be. Do you think a newbie could get the position of the first author in such a paper?"

"The second author of this paper is the Nuclear Physics Laboratory of Sandaokou University in Xia Country!"

Michelle slowly shook her head. "I'm not sure either... Let's take a look at the content of the paper first!"

Adam nodded with a solemn face.

After learning that this paper was from Sandaokou University in Xia Country, his expression became much more serious.

"... According to the experiment, the stellarator device can effectively extend the sustained time of controlled nuclear fusion?"

"Thirty - five minutes?!"

"What the fuck?!!"

Adam quickly dragged the mouse and directly scrolled the paper to the experimental data section.

Looking at the dense experimental data in the paper, Adam's pupils dilated a bit.

He muttered to himself, "God... Didn't Xia Country just get kicked out of ITER?"

He could even imagine how wonderful the expressions of those people in ITER would be once this paper was published in the *Science* journal!

"Wait!"

Michelle beside him suddenly exclaimed in a low voice. "Adam, did you notice something?!"

Adam looked at Michelle sitting beside him with a puzzled expression. "What's wrong?"

Michelle pointed at the last page of the paper in disbelief. "Adam... Don't you think the format of this paper looks a bit familiar?"

Adam's brows knitted tightly, and he looked carefully at the last page of the paper.

"As I complete this graduation thesis, first of all, I would like to thank..."

Adam's pupils contracted violently!

"This, this is... an undergraduate graduation thesis?!"

...

The next day.

At Stanford University in the United States.

Professor Collins came to the office early as usual.

"Knock, knock, knock!"

A rapid knock on the door came.

Professor Collins, whose butt had just touched the chair, frowned slightly.

"Who is it?!"

Professor Collins shouted towards the door with an unfriendly tone.

"Professor! It's me!"

A somewhat panicked male voice came from the door.

It was the voice of his student, Eden.

Professor Collins frowned tightly and replied in a low voice, "Come in!"

The next moment, the office door was pushed open, and a young man in his thirties rushed into the office with a panicked expression.

"What's going on?!"

Professor Collins said unhappily. "Eden, I need an explanation!"

Eden walked up to Collins nervously and placed a document on the desk in front of him.

"Professor, this is a paper newly published in *Science*."

"I think... you should take a look."

Professor Collins' frown deepened.

He glanced at Eden with dissatisfaction. "Didn't I say don't disturb me before 9 a.m.?"

Hearing this, a hint of urgency appeared in Eden's eyes. "Professor! This time it's different! Xia Country may be on the verge of mastering controlled nuclear fusion technology!"

Professor Collins' expression changed drastically!

"What did you say?!"

He quickly picked up the paper on the table and started flipping through it carefully.

"Professor... Is this true?" Eden asked nervously.

Professor Collins' face looked rather ugly, and he didn't answer his student's question immediately.

"How is it possible... Can a stellarator achieve 35 - minute controlled nuclear fusion?!"

"This, this is impossible!"

You know, the proposal to abandon the stellarator in the United States was initiated by him!

Although he was reluctant to admit it in his heart, the detailed data in the paper were like slaps in the face one after another.