That day.
An hour later.
In a small official meeting room on the outskirts of the city where Zhang Feng is located.
An elder at the head of the table asked a few of the attendees: "We are about to make contact with Zhang Feng.
But after reviewing his background these past few days, this young comrade Zhang Feng hasn't conducted relevant research before?"
"Yes."
A middle-aged man stood up, presenting investigative information concerning Zhang Feng, marked with the word "top secret."
"According to the investigation, Zhang Feng wrote a theory on superconductivity and infinite energy on September 6th in the Gregorian calendar.
However, his counselor mistakenly thought he was skipping classes due to illness and asked Zhang Feng to go to the office.
In the office, Zhang Feng submitted his superconductivity views, but his counselor and the people in the office did not immediately recognize these groundbreaking research theories..."
