"Ghost?"
Edison, who was originally prepared to listen to Einstein's long speech, tilted her head, and the capable beauty dressed as a man showed a somewhat silly expression at that moment.
"Do you mean the Ghost Project? Something like optical invisibility or something?"
It's not that Edison is slow, but what Einstein said is really... hard to accept.
"No, it's the ghost of mysticism." Einstein corrected very calmly.
"If I remember correctly, Newton began to devote herself to theology in her later years, right?" Edison sighed and looked at Planck beside her. "Anyway, if it's something too mysterious, don't waste my time."
"Of course, I will keep it a secret." Edison seemed disappointed and got up to leave.
It's not uncommon for scientists to engage in theology in their later years, but it's quite rare considering Einstein's age.
However, considering that the other party presented the theory of general relativity this year, which can be said to change the perspective of science, it is not unreasonable to study theology.
But Edison didn't have time to accompany Einstein to study such ethereal things.
"Lieserl, do you need to see a doctor?"
Sister Planck's face was full of worry.
Einstein was not surprised by the reaction of the two, only softly said: "Mr. Tian Shi, please hold Miss Nancy."
Tian Shi?
Who?
Einstein's inexplicable words made Edison stop, and the next moment, Edison felt a hand grab the closest arm.
Planck's and Schrödinger's pupils shrank when they saw Edison stop.
No, they weren't looking at Edison, but at the grip marks on Edison's sleeves.
"This is..."
Edison stopped her steps to leave and carefully looked at the grip marks on her sleeves.
Seeing Edison stop, Tian Shi subconsciously wanted to withdraw his hand.
The reason was simple: Edison's eyes seemed too hot to him.
"Don't move!" Edison snorted curiously as the grip marks on her sleeves gradually recovered, "Ghost, Mr. Tian Shi, right? Please continue to hold it."
"Okay."
Tian Shi firmly held Edison's arm.
"Ghosts, are they real?"
Planck's calm face showed a look of surprise at that moment.
This thing that science couldn't explain at all was attached to her student Einstein's words and title.
Although she, as a scientist, is reluctant to admit supernatural existences like ghosts, but facing the scene in front of her, she seems to have no choice but to believe it.
The evidence is irrefutable.
At that moment, Edison, whose arm was held by Tian Shi, began to slowly pull back her arm, and Tian Shi did not stop her.
After all, the person in front of him is a professional scientist.
Knowing that Edison pulled her arm back, the two changed to a handshake posture.
"Yes, it really feels like your palm."
The lush jade fingers of the beauty dressed as a man gently teased Tian Shi's palm.
Tian Shi always felt like he was being teased.
"I don't feel the skin, nor any other sensation. I feel it clearly, but I don't feel the touch... fingerprints... it seems there aren't any either."
Edison pulled her hand away after a brief study.
"It seems... it is indeed a ghost."
"You're adapting too quickly, aren't you?"
Edison's change of attitude surprised Tesla, who was about to watch Edison make a fool of herself.
"I'm just being pragmatic."
Edison reached out her hand again: "Nancy Thomas Alva Edison, scientist."
Edison seemed too lazy to mention her role as president of General Motors and head of the North American division.
"Tian Shi, ghost."
Edison felt her hand being held, but it was very polite and withdrew after three or four seconds.
—This is what Tian Shi learned from Rita.
"She's saying: 'Tian Shi, the ghost,'" Einstein said lightly: "This is a good start."
"Tsk, why does this guy only scare me?"
Suddenly, Tesla remembered the moment she was frightened a month ago and couldn't help but feel a little annoyed.
"Think of the bright side, he only scared you."
Einstein consoled her superficially.
But Edison was surprised: "Can you and Tesla hear the ghost... Mr. Tian Shi's voice?"
"Yes, but only the two of us can hear it at the moment." Einstein nodded.
"Have you tried using a device to transmit sound?"
Edison continued to ask.
"After experiments, modern equipment can't record Mr. Tian Shi's voice at all."
This month, Einstein has already done the basic experiments.
"Oh... that's really interesting," Edison stroked her chin and pondered: "Sound cannot be recorded, but force can be transmitted... It is indeed a 'ghost.'"
How can Edison turn her head and leave now?
"What other experiments have you done?"
Both Planck and Schrödinger pricked up their ears when Edison asked this question.
"It's not an experiment, most of it was told to us by Tian Shi himself."
Einstein picked up the small blackboard again, and while speaking, painted and drew on the small blackboard.
"First, Tian Shi claimed to be the spirit behind me and Tesla, the Guardian Angel. He couldn't move away from the two of us by more than fifty meters. Beyond this range, he would teleport instantly back to us. The latter has been confirmed through experiments."
"You two calculate independently?"
"Yes, independent calculation, as long as he is within the range of one of us." Einstein nodded, "If the two of us leave at the same time, he will be teleported randomly to the closest party. This method of teleportation. This method of transmission has no errors."
"This teleportation mechanism..." Several scientists present lowered their heads and thought.
This is a new possibility.
"Future quantum mechanics might be able to do something similar."
Schrödinger thought deeply: "But that will be in the future. Now, the situation of Mr. Tian Shi feels like a very mature and complete mechanism. Let's call it the 'Guardian Mechanism.'"
Several scientists present nodded and had no objection to Schrödinger's statement.
Einstein also marked the words "Guardian Mechanism" next to the first sentence on the blackboard.
"Secondly, this point also comes from Tian Shi's self-report," Einstein said while writing: "According to Mr. Tian Shi, he can withstand a fatal injury for me and Tesla once a day."
"Well... this seems to be a bit beyond the scope of explanation." Planck, the founder of quantum mechanics, looked at Einstein's scribbled writing on the blackboard and fell into contemplation.
"Has it been tested?"
"No, considering safety, we haven't conducted relevant experiments."