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To establish a grand unified equation, the force of destiny is an insurmountable obstacle.
They began experimenting with cloning Destiny Walkers, aiming to mass-produce them.
Failed.
Although the physical body can be perfectly cloned, the clone does not embark on its destiny, nor does it possess the power of destiny.
These are all minor tasks, and they can't compare to the Perfect Evolution School.
As for the interstellar energy school... they're just another kind of clown.
This period falls during the interstellar energy war, a long war that lasted for 100 Amber Ages.
In theory, the purpose of establishing this school of thought is to research new energy sources in order to end the interstellar energy wars waged due to energy shortages.
This school of thought received the largest share of the scepter.
Then, using the most resources, they dealt the least damage.
However, you can't blame them; someone bet on an external betting platform.
Several prominent scholars from the school of thought had the opportunity to create inventions that would change the course of the war, but each time they were prevented by an unseen force.
Why would anyone try to stop research that could solve the problem of war?
The reason for the outbreak of interstellar energy wars is not energy shortage at all.
In fact, the total amount of energy available in the Milky Way at present is far greater than the Milky Way's needs.
Even disregarding fate and destiny, they wouldn't necessarily end up fighting.
The purpose of developing energy is not to ensure that everyone has enough to eat and wear, but to prevent others from having more than oneself.
The fundamental purpose is to reshuffle and redistribute the universe's resources.
It has absolutely nothing to do with energy shortages.
If you actually discover something...
Weren't all those dozens of Amber Period rods just a waste of time?
You're preventing everyone from making money.
Then I'll just have to use a knife to make you laugh.
As a result, many interstellar energy schools of thought were assassinated.
The more significant the research findings, the faster they die.
These powerful forces are essentially energy suppliers, and there is another powerful force: the Academy of Broad Knowledge itself.
The fiercer the war, the more brains are exposed, and the more the company invests in research and development.
What if the company stops investing in your invention?
The common people suffer, and the Interstellar Energy School bears the brunt of the infamy!
The viewer was awestruck and exclaimed that he was an expert.
It's so similar, so incredibly similar!
Happy~
PS:
Volume 1: Chapter 770 I am just an ordinary scholar, without their high status.
"Ha~ As expected of the top four students, each of them has a unique skill and they all have something to do."
Qiong held her coffee cup, took a sip of the white crystal coffee, and sank into her swivel chair, watching the gossip posts on the forum scrolling by on the screen.
"No wonder they all died later."
In the year 8142 of the Galactic Calendar, the Interstellar Energy School, along with the Perfect Evolution School and the Pure Creation School, withdrew from the game.
Of the four schools of thought that fought the fiercest battles in the war of schools of thought, only the Quantum History School has survived to the present point in time where Starry Sky is located.
The quantum history school inherited from the psychohistory school.
The latter successfully predicted the destruction of nine stars in the White Tin World, and its achievements in future modeling remain unmatched to this day.
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The quantum history school, which inherited its mantle, is nothing more than a laughing stock of the universe.
It is a notorious charlatan school within the Erudite Society, known for producing charlatans.
The future projections they made were all very cunning.
The main point is that it is vague and ambiguous.
No matter what happens in the future, there will be room for explanation.
His business skills even surpass those of the fortune tellers who set up stalls on the roadside.
"Then you can only say they're very strong."
Xingbao spun over in her chair to complain.
Just as the two gray-haired individuals were leisurely sipping premium coffee reimbursed with public funds and engrossed in browsing the dark history of their respective schools of thought, the academic wars outside intensified.
The scepter-sharing agreement reached at the Futurology Congress was as fragile as a piece of paper, with each school of thought acting like a gambler blinded by greed.
He vehemently declared that his share was too small and that his research topic was the truth of the universe, deserving more computing power.
"Everyone here is so good at research."
Qiong sighed sincerely.
"That's right, everyone who's learned it is so eager to improve."
Xingbao nodded in agreement with an air of seriousness.
The big black tower looked at these two clowns and his eye twitched violently.
No, did you two come here specifically to see a comedy?
Why don't you guys look for clues about Polka?
Even if you're just slacking off, can't you at least look at some serious historical events?
They insist on keeping an eye on these academic clowns.
"A meaningless war."
Black Tower sarcastically remarked, "I must admit, this is the finest circus comedy."
"Yes, this is really so much fun!"
Qiong took a sip of coffee.
The war between academic schools of thought has long since torn away the fig leaf of scholarship.
They turned into a pack of wolves in academic robes, using every dirty trick in the book outside of scientific research to undermine, frame, coerce, and entice each other, snatching the power of computing from the other's bowl and stuffing it into their own pockets.
In the power struggles among academic cliques, it is always the ordinary scholars without powerful backers who suffer.
The top four students are already fighting over the meat in each other's bowls, do you think they'll still give you trash a bowl of soup?
Bring it to you!
The first to be divided up was the five percent of the scepter allocated to ordinary bachelors.
Pativia's laboratory was a microcosm of this plunder.
A group of highly accomplished scholars of pure creationism swaggered in, their leader looking down at Parthia as she connected the scepter, his tone leaving no room for argument:
"Your scepter quota is hereby requisitioned by the school. You can pack your things and get out. This laboratory belongs to us from today onwards."
"No, Qiong, tell them to give me a day, no, half a system day will do. The experiment cannot be interrupted here!"
Pativia is currently accessing the scepter system to conduct experiments, deductions, and calculations.
Although it can receive external information, it cannot abandon the connection.
Unable to move, she grabbed Qiong's shoulder.
I hope Qiong will stop it.
"Ah, this..."
Qiong looked embarrassed and spread her hands, saying, "Ms. Pativia, as you know, I am just a lowly first-level scholar, not as high-ranking as them."
Before he could finish speaking, a blue-haired male scholar who tried to shove him was sent flying more than ten meters away by Qiong's seemingly casual punch.
The blue-haired man lay on the ground, unconscious, his body arched in a comical way, like a dead dog.
"Oops, sorry, my hand slipped."
Qiong looked completely innocent.
The arrogant scholars came to an abrupt halt, their overbearing demeanor instantly freezing.
Xingbao moved too.
Just as a female scholar with a sharp voice and an arrogant face was about to rebuke someone, Xing executed a clean and swift over-the-shoulder throw, sending her flying dozens of meters like a piece of trash, crashing into the wall with a dull thud.
The eyes of these highly educated individuals instantly became as clear as when they first stepped into the university.
But the scholar's stubbornness, or rather, greed, is ingrained in his bones.
Their share of the scepter is more important than their lives; how could they possibly give it up so easily?
“Ms. Pativia, and the two of you…”
The leading scholar, forcing himself to remain calm, adjusted his crooked glasses and said in a sinister tone:
"You don't want to be stuck at the bottom of the academic society forever, unable to get funding, and unable to move forward at all, do you?"
As a university-affiliated group, Xue Tou Si (a nickname for Xue Tou Si) is determined to maintain a research monopoly.
They not only monopolize a large amount of research funding, but also control the funding application channels and the paper review channels.
Crushing an ordinary scholar is as easy as turning one's hand.
"Oh?"
Qiong raised an eyebrow, "Your ancestors came from Edo?"
The leading scholar was taken aback and looked at him warily: "How did you know?"
Could this kid have used a box weapon before?
"That's just right."
Xing kicked a scholar away, saying, "Don't touch my coffee machine."
The two successfully stalled for time until Pativia completed her calculations.
But in the end, the scepter share was forcibly taken away.
Only Pativia remained, standing dejectedly in the center of the now-empty laboratory, her eyes vacant.
Qiongxing and the other two were not powerless to stop it, but this was a historical deduction simulating the universe.
Unless Qiong wipes out all of these guys.
Then another wave of people will come to take the scepter, and Parthia might be implicated by her maesters killing someone, causing the course of history to deviate significantly.
Normally, Sora wouldn't care, but this isn't a regular test; we need to find clues about Polka in the historical timeline.
We can't play recklessly.
Compared to the laboratory with Xingqiong and his budding genius in charge, the fate of ordinary scholars without any particular school of thought can only be described as miserable.
The academic clique's elite scholars barged in, disrupting a crucial ongoing experiment, ignoring the running procedures and valuable data, and knocking the rebels to the ground to confiscate their share of the scepter.
This is typical for self-employed individuals.
Most schools of thought do not want good results to emerge from individual businesses.
After all, it's an affiliated organization of the company, so it's just like any other organization.