The day after the presentation concluded, Yang Ping's inbox spiraled out of control.
Starting in the early hours, the influx of emails increased from several per hour to dozens per hour, and by noon, nearly four hundred unread emails lay in the inbox. The senders were from all over the world, most unfamiliar names, but each email pointed in the same direction—they had seen the reports, read his paper, and responded accordingly. Some shared experimental data, others offered new research ideas, while some came from individuals whose destinies he had altered, providing evidence.
Yang Ping sat at his desk, processing these emails one by one. He didn't open them all, but he did open a few, then paused.
