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It was already daylight, and Zhang Zhai had been staying up since yesterday afternoon until now.

The strange thing is that Zhang Zhai hardly feels sleepy now, and he can't even fall asleep.

He swayed with unknown number of gel pens and filled the last piece of paper.

"Huh..." Zhang Zhai let out a long breath, with a relieved smile on his face.

"A1, let's check it." Although he said so, he kept a confident smile on his face.

"There is no problem." A1's voice sounded.

"Then pass it on to Professor Wang." Zhang Zhai said lightly.

"it is good……"

"This is the last one, isn't it?"

"Yes, father."

Zhang Di felt relieved and stretched himself.

"82 research fields, 82 difficult problems... I really have worked hard enough." Zhang Zhai said to himself and laughed.

From yesterday afternoon to now, he has studied the fields that more than a hundred experts in the project team are studying, and solved the research problems they have been facing that have been troubling them.

Although it is inseparable from a lot of assistance from A1, the ability to create such a miracle is absolutely inseparable from Zhang Zhai's own wisdom and hard work.

The reason why there are 82 difficult problems instead of more than 100 is that there are many experts whose research fields overlap with each other. When they have not made major breakthroughs in their own fields, the problems they encounter are basically the same.

"However, it's okay, it's finally finished." Zhang Di had a smile on his face, "I've created a miracle, right?" A1 said.

"Of course, maybe there is no one as knowledgeable as you in this world."

"A1, your flattery is too obvious." Zhang Zhai was in a good mood and joked.

I still remember that at the beginning yesterday, when Zhang Zhai faced the first problem, he solved it very slowly, but afterward, he got faster and faster.

If you draw a graph of the time spent on solving each problem, you will clearly see that the curve representing the time spent gradually decreases as one problem after another is solved.

The reason is that as his knowledge becomes more and more comprehensive, countless knowledge collides in his mind, and more and more inspirations burst out. When facing each difficult problem, the key inspiration seems to be easily will appear.

By analogy, when the erudition reaches a certain level, with the addition of one's own wisdom, many problems become simpler.

Even up to this moment, Zhang Zhai still has a feeling that there are countless ideas and various inspirations in his mind, which makes him even have the urge to continue to follow various inspirations, continue to think, and continue to calculate.

"I don't know how they will react when they see the most critical part but find something close to it." Zhang Zhai smiled with a wicked smile, "I hope it won't make them sick."

At this moment, the eastern sky has turned white, and the sun is about to pop out of the eastern horizon.

However, in Zhang Zhai's room, it must not be seen.

The entire secret experimental base, including Zhang Zhai's room, is in the hollowed out mountain, so how could it be possible to see the rising sun.

"At 6:23, I guess some people who can't bear it will come soon." Zhang Zhai whispered to himself.

As soon as the voice fell, there was a knock on the door.

"Boom boom boom boom..."

"Bang bang bang!"

The sound was muffled, not like knocking on the door, but like smashing the door.

It can be heard from the voice, how eager the people outside are.

"Mr. Zhang, I know you must be awake! Open the door!"

Professor Yang's voice sounded.

"I really mean Cao Cao, Cao Cao is here." Zhang Zhai shook his head, walked to the door, and opened it with a click.

Zhang Zhai was stunned when he saw the scene outside the door.

There were more than a dozen people standing at the door, including the younger Professor Yang and the older Professor Hu.

They all have one common feature, dark circles around their eyes, and terrible hair.

It looked like he hadn't slept all night, his eyes were energetic, but his face was haggard.

Zhang Zhai was only stunned for a moment, then opened the door and let these dozens of experts in.

Professor Yang had a bit of anger on his face, as if holding his breath, he took the lead and walked in.

But as soon as he walked in, he was stunned and froze in place.

The same goes for the dozens of experts in the back. When they came in and took a look, they froze in place.

"This... this is... the basic parameters of the new aerospace engine..." Professor Hu was so excited that his face was trembling, and he was staring at a piece of paper stuck on the wall.

"This is...the synthesis scheme of a new type of high temperature resistant alloy..."

As soon as all the experts walked in, they were stunned, because they saw that the room was full of paper, standard A4 paper, and every sheet of it was covered with handwriting.

The walls are covered with dense paper, and the ground is scattered all over the place, piled up everywhere, heavy, all of this kind of paper.

There were more than a dozen of them, and each of them stepped on two or three sheets.

But when they found out what was written on the paper.

They all squatted down almost at the same time, very carefully pulled out the paper under their feet, and then directly wiped the footprints and dust on them with their hands and even their sleeves.

"I almost became a national sinner. The record on it turned out to be a new type of rocket fuel improvement method..."

"I... this is actually..."

More than a dozen experts, looking at the piece of paper under their feet, held their hands a little trembling. Some of them were solutions to difficult problems in their research fields, and some were solutions to some key difficult problems in the research fields of their colleagues and friends...

Every piece of paper here is extremely valuable.

Zhang Zhai looked at the experts squatting on the ground. Although they could understand their mood, they were still a little speechless when they saw this scene.

He simply did it and sat down on a pile of papers. As for the stool, he had already thrown it out because it took up space.

"Zhang...Mr. Zhang, what are you sitting on?"

"That's what you're holding in your hands now."

The corners of the experts' mouths couldn't help twitching, they looked at the draft paper in their hands, and at the pile of...

"Hey... the gap between people is sometimes bigger than the gap between humans and gods." An expert said silently.

"Professor Hu, Professor Yang, what are you doing looking for me this early in the morning?" Zhang Zhai asked knowingly.

"Mr. Zhang, you are also annoying. Send me this thing as soon as you send it to me. Why don't you send me the last step too? Why, make me..."

Professor Yang, who had been holding his breath all the time, waved a stack of manuscripts in his hand with a look of grief and anger, and said.

"Uncomfortable...uncomfortable!"

Finally, Professor Yang grabbed his chest and choked out the word.

It’s okay to be uncomfortable, it’s not uncomfortable, how can I fool you all away.

"Professor Yang, you have seen the last place, and you must have seen the invitation letter in the document."

"Let me participate in the Zhaicheng Space Center project, no problem, I agree."

Professor Yang was very straightforward and agreed directly.

This straightforward Zhang Zhai was a little caught off guard.

"Mr. Zhang, you should give me the last key point." Professor Yang said in a hurry.

Zhang Zhai glanced at him, then took out three sheets of paper from under his buttocks, and handed them to him.

Professor Yang took it, sat down on the ground, and watched it fascinated.

"Professor Hu..." Zhang Zhai looked at another key figure.

"Professor Hu, experts, I sincerely invite you to join Zhaicheng Aerospace Center. If you are willing to go with me to Zhaicheng, I promise to give you the best research conditions, and the treatment you have now is not It will be canceled, I have already communicated with the above, you can rest assured, and..."

"I understand what you mean, Mr. Zhang, join the Zhaicheng Aerospace Center, right? I also watched your speech at Peking University before. It was very good, and my point of view is basically the same as yours."

"Professor Hu, what do you mean?"

"No problem, I can join."

...

When Zhang Zhai handed over a dozen documents to these dozens of experts, he realized that this wall-digging activity would go very smoothly.

The remuneration will not be reduced, and the most favorable conditions will be given. These are not the reasons to stimulate the experts to join Zhaicheng.

The most important thing is... Zhang Zhai can help them think clearly about the problems they can't understand...

On the basis of principles, the pursuit of truth and the advancement of science are the goals of true scientists.

Zhang Zhai's move was right...

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