Two Thousand Physics Problems

Shanghai.

Maglev train station.

Luo Wenxuan looked at Lu Zhou coming out of the exit terminal. He couldn't help but complain.

"I waited all day at the train station yesterday!"

"You should have given me a call."

"I called! At three o'clock in the afternoon and five o'clock again! But it said that you're not in the service area? What were you doing at that time?"

Lu Zhou remembered that he seemed to be at the third underground floor of the Jinling Institute for Advanced Study. Because the protection measures were very strict, no signal from the outside world could be received or sent from there.

As for the missed calls…

Perhaps because all of his attention was on the memory of the old universe, Lu Zhou didn't even notice.

"This was my negligence… Let's put these things aside for the time being." Lu Zhou looked at Luo Wenxuan and asked, "Have all the invitations been sent out?"