From black technology to super engineering

Mo Gu was shaking the test tube, seeing that Ye Ming's eyes were red, but he was still watching the movements in his hands intently, so she stopped.

"Why don't you take a nap for a while?"

"I can take it—do you have any coffee here?"

"Yes, but I strongly suggest that you don't drink it." Mo Gu frowned slightly, and said seriously: "How can you treat doing experiments like playing games all night? Doing experiments requires a clear mind."

"Well, I'm sober and excited now." Ye Ming pursed his lips, his eyes burning.

He spent the whole night, using the super simulation to strengthen his focus, and finally found the bug.

But it doesn't matter.

The important thing is that he vaguely felt a little bit of "direction"-although the blueprints given by the system only have a process without any explanation of the principle, it does not mean that the process does not contain principles.

It is similar to someone telling you that the ratio of one nitrate, two sulfonates and three charcoals can be used to make black gunpowder that will "puff" with one click, but they don't tell you the principle, which does not mean that the principle of black powder burning does not exist.

Ye Ming’s quantum physics has just finished his undergraduate studies, and he has not yet gone deep into quantum field theory. However, through the analysis of previous failures, Ye Ming guessed that the synthesis process of GTRGD should be related to quantum fields—not the kind of quantum mechanics that can be used for everything. It is related to a higher level of "application".

To give the simplest example, the fundamental reason for the invincibility of the famous "water drop" in "The Three-Body Problem" is that the three-body people used the strong interaction force to lock the atomic nucleus, creating a layer of absolute zero, Absolutely smooth casing.

This kind of manufacturing of shells composed purely of atomic nuclei is the use of the strong interaction force.

Seeing that Ye Ming insisted on waiting, Mo Gu gave up his persuasion, took out a bag of instant coffee from the drawer for Ye Ming, and began to prepare the solution wholeheartedly.

"Sister Mo Gu, let's exchange the order."

"Oh, you modified the process?"

"Um."

"good."

...

Time passed slowly, and when the bionic solution was complete again, Ye Ming took a deep breath. He found a glass rod, fixed the wire with a shelf, and finally placed the graphite wafer on the surface of the solution.

Mo Gu saw that Ye Ming seemed to have two more electrodes on the graphite sheet than before.

"Is there a difference?"

"should have."

"Okay." Mo Gu crossed his arms, took off his mask, and yawned. She turned her head and looked out the window, only to see that it was the darkest hour before dawn outside.

Time passed slowly again every minute and every second.

Mo Gu squatted down and looked at the part where the graphite crystal was in contact with the solution without blinking.

It seems... still no change.

She frowned again, and began to think about how to persuade this kid later.

Isn't it said that failure is the mother of success?

Do experiments, who doesn't have a bunch of mothers on the results?

However, just when she was about to stand up, she felt Ye Ming pat her shoulder hard suddenly.

She was startled suddenly and straightened up almost like a conditioned reflex.

Then she saw that Ye Ming's eyes became extremely nervous at this moment, and the hand patting her shoulder unconsciously exerted force.

So Mo Gu knew that this guy was really nervous.

but……

At this moment, she felt Ye Ming's sudden force and "pressed" her down: "Sister, look!"

"What? I..."

Under the eyelids, Mo Gu saw a small, faint, almost undetectable small synapse on the graphite crystal on the side that was in contact with the solution.

The two of them came together in front of the beaker, their heads touching each other, without blinking their eyes.

The laboratory is very quiet, so quiet that you can hear your heartbeat and breathing.

It also seems to be able to hear the sound of electric current.

Gradually, small synapses began to grow, floating slowly in the solution like the tentacles of mayfly creatures.

"Nice!"

Ye Ming yelled, straightened up in an instant, clenched his fists with both hands, and didn't know where to put them. Finally, he had to do an orangutan chest-beating movement: "Sister! It's done!"

"Yeah! Congratulations!"

Mo Gu straightened up, and her eyes were full of surprises, but she was far less excited than Ye Ming.

After all... In this experiment, she helped to make up the hands, prepared the solution and so on, and Ye Ming didn't say anything about what was produced and what was the use.

"Well, congratulations!" Ye Ming's eyes were bright, looking at Mo Gu, he laughed loudly: "Do you know what this is?"

"What?"

"Polymer semiconductor material, GTRGD, scientific name G-C-methyl D-diacid... Molecular formula is C38H21N5O3F4OH..."

Ye Ming was full of excitement, grabbed the pen and paper next to him, and wrote out a long list of molecular formulas.

Looking at the molecular formula, Mo Gu frowned instantly.

It's not a sign of dissatisfaction, but a sign that she's thinking.

After thinking for a while, she immediately grabbed her mobile phone, entered the molecular formula written by Ye Ming, and searched.

"Sister Mo, there's no need to search, it's a new high molecular compound."

"Ah?" Mo Gu's fingers stopped in mid-air, she was stunned for a second, then she pulled off the mask suddenly, her face turned red as she breathed rapidly: "Really?"

"Really, and it's programmable—if you don't understand, you can understand that it can be controlled by applying special electric fields."

"I rely on..."

Mo Gu exhaled fragrant, turned around on the spot, and then Ye Ming's next sentence made her stunned for an instant.

"Also, it's fairly neuron-friendly—plus it's programmable, you know, what does that mean?"

Ye Ming also took off his mask. Although the excitement on his face had disappeared, like Mo Gu, his face was full of blush from excitement.

He looked at Mo Gu with a smile, and began to think in his heart, the next thing he should do was to find the little white mouse.

But in the next second, Mo Gu rushed over in an instant.

"Really?"

...

Ten minutes later, both of them regained their composure.

But this calm is only superficial.

Ye Ming is better, after all, he has psychological expectations and mental setup.

But Mogu is different...

When she realized that this GTRGD polymer thread can be used to make nerve connections, the most repeated thing in her mouth was "Really?"

She hugged Ye Ming and asked no less than ten times.

"Sister, let's make arrangements." Ye Ming slowly let go of his hands—he had been maintaining a tense posture of clenching his fists before.

"Yeah, I have to arrange it, but wait for me slowly." Mo Gu took a long breath, and immediately put his hands at the corners of his eyes: "No, I can't laugh, or I will get wrinkles."

Ye Ming: "... Next, we should do experiments to verify the conjecture."

"The experiment on small white mice, right? No problem!" Mo Gu agreed without hesitation.

"Well, I really can't help you with this."

"No problem, my sister has handled countless mice." Mo Gu was gearing up with a smile in his eyes.

"Unexpectedly, my mother accidentally witnessed history."

"More than that, you have to make history next."