If Louis was handsome to a certain degree, almost as if Prince Paris, who had given the golden apples to Aphrodite, had come out of mythology, or as if the archangel who had sounded the trumpet of the Last Judgment had descended from the clouds with fire and thunderbolts; then the next friend Amand introduced to Joseph was almost another extreme in appearance.

It was a short, thin, dry man. He had a waxy yellow face, with two large eyes and a small one, and a large but flat nose as if someone had slapped it so hard that it had been flattened. His forehead was also flat, but his jaw was very thick and protruding outward. This made his mouth appear extraordinarily large, and when you look at it sharply, it looks like a bald toad. Together with the thin, but somewhat protruding palms of the fingers, as well as the extraordinarily dry, flaky black and yellow skin due to skin disease, it simply looks like a monster that slipped out of a nightmare.

"Joseph, this is my friend Mr. Mara.

"Nice to meet you." Joseph nodded and extended his hand to him.

Mara also reached out and took Joseph's hand. But his grip was shallow, almost like a gentle squeeze of Joseph's fingertips. Joseph noticed that Mara's hand was quite cold.

"Mr. Bonaparte, I read your paper, "Do you think light is a wave? Mara said slowly, and his voice was equally cold.

"It's not that I think so, but the available evidence makes me more inclined to that judgment. I have no personal opinion about whether light is a particle or a wave," Joseph replied. Joseph replied.

"Why don't you dare to support your viewpoint explicitly, and instead use such a weak argument to hide your position? Is it because you do not have confidence in your judgment? But Mara said in a mocking tone.

Joseph could not help but frown, and the words came out in his mind at once: "Ugly people make a lot of mistakes!

Indeed, "ugly people make a lot of mistakes". Generally speaking, people with low face value are vulnerable to various kinds of discrimination in society, which often fills their hearts with anger and makes them full of aggression. In Joseph's view, Mara is a typical example of this.

However, Joseph did not want to offend Mara at this time, because it was too dangerous to offend this guy. Although Joseph is not very clear about the history of the Revolution, after all, it was foreign history before he crossed over, right? To be honest, the fact that he knew Mara's name meant that he hadn't dozed off during his history and art classes in the first place. There was no shortage of personal vendettas, and Joseph didn't want to mess with a mad dog like that.

"This guy won't live long anyway, so let's give him a break. Joseph suppressed his intention to say the opposite and said to himself.

"I don't have a problem with whether light is a wave or a particle. As for my view, my view is that it depends on the experimental phenomenon and the mathematical explanation. I would be happy if I could explain the interference phenomenon mathematically from a particle point of view. After all, the world is such a complicated place, and the only thing we can rely on is mathematics," Joseph explained. Joseph explained.

"Well, Joseph, your view is a bit Pythagorean. Dandong on the other side smiled and said, "Is everything a number?

Pythagoras was a famous mathematician in ancient Greece. He and his disciples formed an important school of thought, the Pythagorean school. One of the basic ideas of this school was that "everything is a number". They believed that mathematics was the only thing that could be used to describe the whole world and that it was the true nature of the world.

"I'm not as fanatical as they are. At least, I don't throw someone into the sea just because they found an irrational number," Joseph said with a faint smile. But, my friend, think about it this way. Is our vision reliable? That's not necessarily the case. For example, I've noticed that some people see colors differently than others. I think ．．．．．．"

"Wait ．．．．．． What did you say? You said that some people see colors differently than others? Are you sure there are such people?" Mara suddenly interrupted him.

"Yes, why?" Joseph asked.

"This may be a new, previously unnoticed disease," Mara said. Mara said, "Can you tell us how you found out about it?

"I had a friend when I was a kid who came to me one day out of the blue and told me he noticed that my geraniums were a different color in the daytime and the evening. The daytime geraniums were sky blue, but in the evening they were bright red. But, to me, the geraniums are pink at all times. When I told him this, he was so surprised that he even suspected that there was something wrong with my eyes. So we asked a few more people, and everyone except his brother agreed that the geraniums should be pink. We later found out that his uncle also thought that the geraniums were blue in the daytime and bright red in the evening. But at the time I envied them because they could see both colors of geraniums.

"Can your friend find them for me to see?" Mara asked again. Mara asked again.

"He's a Corsican, in Corsica, and he can't be found now. Joseph held out his hand.

"Ah... ．．．．．．" Mara meanly skimmed, "Mr. Bonaparte, you know, I have a friend who has amazing bouncing power and can jump straight to the moon.

Joseph hurriedly said to himself in his mind several "do not and this guy in general", to be able to suppress the impulse to directly backlash. But at this moment, Dandong opened his mouth and said.

"Is it possible that the color of the geranium does not change between daytime and evening? I'm just mistaken? Is there something wrong with my vision?

So we all turned our attention to Dandong.

"Why are you staring at me like that? Dandong said.

"Dandong, in your eyes, does the color of the geranium change during the day and in the evening? Mara stared at Dandong with the same eyes as a precious animal and asked.

"Yes ．．．．．． What you see is not like this?" Dandong asked in return.

"What color is this? Mara suddenly pointed to Louis' hair and asked.

"Flaxen, I think? Dandong was a little unsure.

"Well, yes, it's fine. ．．．．．． Well, what color is Amang's hat? Mara asked again.

"Green," Dandong answered immediately.

"Can you look at it again?" Mara said. Mara said.

Dandong opened his eyes wide, stared at Amang's hat for a while, and then said, "It's green.

"Jesus! Someone's eyes do not see the same color as others! Ah, Meng's hat is light red! Mara clapped his hands and then turned to Joseph and said, "Mr. Bonaparte, look how slow you are, don't you know this is a great medical discovery?

"I am not a doctor after all." Joseph smiled, "I am almost completely illiterate in medicine.

"Aren't you going to do any serious research on the subject?" Mara asked.

"No, it's not an area I'm familiar with and interested in, there are a lot of mathematical problems to be studied. Joseph replied, "Let's go back to the beginning. I think our vision is unreliable, and so is our hearing. Some people claim they can hear things that others can't ．．．．．．"

"That's just a trick of the magicians," Mara interjected. Mara interjected.

"It happens to ordinary people, too," Joseph said. When we dream, for example, we hear voices and see things that don't exist," Joseph said. Our vision can trick us, our hearing can trick us, and even our imagination can trick us like 0.9999 ．．．．．． is equal to one. But mathematics does not. Well, I remember which priest said, "When the heavens are turned upside down, the cross stands. I won't comment on whether the "cross" will stand or not, but I am sure that even if the whole solar system is finished, I am sure that two points will still determine a straight line. So, when nothing else can be relied on, the only thing I can rely on is mathematics. Since mathematical calculations show that light is likely to be a wave, I'll accept that possibility.

"What if your mathematical calculations show that light is also often like a particle? Mara asked again.

"Then it could be a particle, too," Joseph replied. Joseph replied.

"Irredeemable Pythagoreans. Mr. Bonaparte, the truth is not only presented mathematically, but in other, higher ways," Mara said, shaking her head.

"What way?" Joseph asked.

"From the intuition of the soul." Mara replied, "Have you read On the Soul of Man and The Philosophical Essay on Man? I think there are some very valid points here. For example, the fact that different people's eyes see different colors must have something to do with their souls. ．．．．．．"

"On the Soul of Man" and "Philosophical Essays on Man" are two things that Lavoisier mentioned when he was talking about Mara.

That Mara, in his bullshit essay, quoted the same two bullshit reveries from "On the Soul of Man" and "Philosophical Essays on Man". With that kind of confused thinking, I'm sure he wrote those two anonymously published articles himself.

Today, Lavoisier's guess seems to be a very good one.

"I never thought I'd come across Civil Affairs in this day and age," Joseph sighed in his heart.

But his experience in his later life had taught him not to try to convince a Civil Affairs, not to try to argue with a Civil Affairs, because he will force you into the realm of low intelligence, and then use his rich experience of idiocy to defeat you. When you are faced with a Civil Affairs, the only sensible thing to do is to agree with him, encourage him, and train him to become an idiot.