I Inherited 5,000 Years of Family Property

"Which invention should I use to win the Nobel Prize..."

Zhang Menglong's words left Han Jinyu speechless; other researchers exhaust their lives just hoping for a tiny breakthrough in the existing domains of human science, and winning a Nobel Prize is something most dare not even dream of.

And here Zhang Menglong was, pondering which invention to use to snatch the Nobel Prize. Wasn't that infuriating?

If it were someone else, they would have lashed out in anger. What kind of sleep position must one adopt to dream up such nonsense?

But it seemed Zhang Menglong genuinely had the credentials to make such a claim. The technologies he handed over to Huaxia, things like controlled nuclear fusion, anti-gravity devices, curvature drive engines, and the like—any of them could indeed qualify for a Nobel Prize!

"Damn it, got shown up by him again!"

...

"This is so troubling, what should I write about?" Zhang Menglong stood in the library of Super God Academy, gazing at the endless ocean of books that represented the crystallization of wisdom and civilization from various parallel worlds.

Any one of those books could contain a sentence that might shatter the current understanding of human knowledge.

"It can't be too mundane, or it won't shock them," Zhang Menglong fretted, "nor can it be too advanced. If I were to create a time machine, I'd probably scare a whole bunch of people to death. I can't build one on Earth with the current technology in a month's time."

"Settle down, let's stick to basic physics!" After pondering for a moment, Zhang Menglong still decided to tackle a basic physics problem. Firstly, these kinds of problems usually involve very mature research and are not too far beyond human understanding.

Secondly, precisely because they have been well-researched yet remain unproven, should they be confirmed, they would create an explosive effect, much like when Zhang Menglong solved a mathematical problem during his graduate exams that had troubled mathematicians for two hundred years.

"'A Detailed Explanation of Cosmic Dark Matter'," Zhang Menglong lightly tapped on the bookshelf, and detailed information about the book appeared on his holographic screen, amounting to more than two million characters, rivaling the word count of a high-quality web novel.

A hundred years had passed since dark matter was first hypothesized, and countless humans had tried to prove its existence through various experiments, but so far, none had succeeded.

Based on current theories, humanity has put forward several hypotheses: weakly interacting massive particles (WIMPs), axions, and all sorts of exotic terms.

Many experiments have shown that WIMPs are a form of "hot dark matter," contrary to the "cold dark matter" that humans had speculated, and the existence of axions remains unproven to date, with humans having only proposed certain characteristics for them.

However, in another parallel world almost 99% identical to Earth, humans proved the existence of dark matter about 12 years ago.

In fact, dark matter is composed of another type of massive elementary particle, and with modern technology, its existence could be proven, provided the testing methods are appropriate.

Compared to inventions that take years or decades, this type of proof-based achievement is the quickest to be verified by humans as existent.

Of course, it also involves a significant amount of experimentation. Zhang Menglong spent several hours digesting the literature, and then he went to Han Jinyu to request assistance.

"You want to prove the existence of dark matter?" Han Jinyu nearly fell off his chair upon hearing the news. Although his main focus was on polymer materials, he was quite clear about basic physical research since several of his former classmates were specifically conducting research on the subject at the national high-energy physics laboratory.

"Professor Han, it's a bit difficult for me to do this alone, so I wanted to ask if I could borrow some of your students to suspend their current research and help me with data monitoring and analysis."

"How confident are you?" asked Han Jinyu.

"100%!" Zhang Menglong declared emphatically, "But I'll need at least 20 people skilled in the use of various instruments, as well as some with strong mathematical skills."

"I'll help you find them!" Han Jinyu agreed without hesitation. If what Zhang Menglong said was true, it would absolutely shake the entire global physics community—a Nobel Prize in Physics was certainly within reach.

If that Physics Nobel Prize were to be associated with Jiangnan University of Science and Technology, then who would dare say afterward that their faculty wasn't strong or that their scientific research capabilities were weak!

"Menglong, can I ask you something?"

"What is it?"

"Can you add me to this project? I, Han Jinyu, have been engaged in scientific research for over forty years and can proficiently use various instruments. I even obtained a double degree in mathematics during my graduate studies; I am definitely the person you're looking for!" Han Jinyu's eyes almost seemed to emit light.

"Alright, alright, alright," Zhang Menglong simply couldn't resist the impact of that gaze, "Then we'll put your name as the corresponding author when the time comes!"

"Really?" Han Jinyu almost couldn't resist picking Zhang Menglong up and planting two kisses on him, "Then I'll go right now!"

...

When they heard about a research project that could challenge for the Nobel Prize, the entire research group went crazy!

The eldest apprentice brother immediately packed a suitcase from home, brought a tent, and planned to sleep right in the lab for this period of time!

The younger apprentice sister broke up with her boyfriend on the spot, saying that men would only slow down her pace to win the Nobel Prize!

The second apprentice brother, who had just undergone surgery a few days ago, removed his IV drip and climbed out of his hospital bed. In the face of scientific research, personal health was nothing!

Under Zhang Menglong's organization, earth-shattering research began in the laboratories of Jiangnan University.

Nine days later, everyone in the research group had turned into wild people; the female apprentices' hair was disheveled, so oily it could be used for cooking, while the male apprentices all sported dark circles under their eyes and had a disgusting stench of bad breath. However, on the computers in the laboratory, those hundreds of data files were the result of their nearly sleepless weeks of work.

During that time, Zhang Menglong had also prepared the template for the paper, merely waiting to fill in these data.

"Perfect!" Zhang Menglong hit the last key, "Everyone is tired, go back and sleep. Just wait to receive the award next month."

It was clear to them that the Nobel Prize could be awarded to a maximum of three people at the same time, and at most they could only have their names listed; although they couldn't get the title of Nobel laureate, being mixed among those names was honor enough for them to apply for a distinguished professorship at any university!

You should know that except for the eldest apprentice brother, none of them were even thirty years old. Such an achievement would absolutely make them the envy of their peers!

Zhang Menglong opened his computer and started to submit the paper. Zhang Menglong couldn't even be bothered to look at those lesser journals and directly submitted to top international journals like Nature and Science.

Zhang Menglong was well aware that from submission to initial review, it would take at least a week, and he didn't have that much time to waste here. He found the magazine's phone number and called it.

"Hello, this is the editorial department of Nature magazine."

"Hi, I just sent in a submission, could you please expedite the process?" Zhang Menglong politely said.

"I'm sorry, sir, but we have a first-come, first-served policy for reviewing submissions. We can only review your manuscript after we have looked at the other submissions."

As a world-class journal, their editorial department received a large number of submissions every day; such phone calls were nothing new to them.

"But my paper could win the Nobel Prize in Physics."

"Hahaha, someone just now said their paper could win the Nobel Prize in Chemistry," the editor immediately showed a disgusted expression, as if saying nowadays every Tom, Dick, and Harry thinks they can throw their trashy manuscripts at them.

Zhang Menglong was not angry, "In a while, you'll be the ones coming to me!"