"It's only four o'clock in the afternoon, it's still early for dinner, and we can do some more experiments." Dong Qiuhong looked at the time of the multi-function communication terminal on his wrist, and did not agree with Yang Wentian's request to leave the laboratory, "Scientist is a profession that needs to work against the clock, you have to be mentally prepared, when you do some important experiments in the future, eat and sleep in the laboratory to solve."

"I protest, this is clearly the exploitation of child labor!" Only then did Yang Wentian understand that the mentor and the foreman were the same kind of people, and reached out and touched his nose in protest.

"One more experiment doesn't take much time. Well, didn't we see seven patterns just now, you try to build one more pattern out, maybe we can make new discoveries and obtain new materials. At this time, Dong Qiuhong was 100% sure that the mysterious event he experienced with Yang Wentian was not an illusion, and Yang Wentian was not an ordinary genius child, and Dong Qiuhong did not dare to make tough demands on it, and turned to coaxing the child.

"Mentor, if you are studying the seven patterns just now, then I can tell you very responsibly that you have made the wrong way of research, and this laboratory does not have the ability to study it for the time being." Yang Wentian shook his head playfully and waved his hand vigorously again.

"The equipment of our laboratory is already very advanced, in a leading position in China, even more advanced than the laboratories of most famous universities, and ranked first in the world." Dong Qiuhong thought that Yang Wentian was looking for an excuse to be lazy, and he was quite confident in the laboratory equipment of his research group, which he had spent a lot of money to buy.

"Those seven patterns are based on the combination of substances at the atomic level." Yang Wentian glanced at Dong Qiuhong and frankly taught his instructor a lesson: "We need tools for arbitrary processing of individual atoms of matter to start relevant research." "Just now, what Yang Wentian used to put together the tangram was only a graphite crystal material with a size of 1 nanometer, and 1 nanometer was equivalent to the size of 4 atoms.

"Single atom?" Dong Qiuhong was stumped by Yang Wentian's words, he tried to recall the mysterious scene not long ago, and also remembered what the colorful pegasus said through the voice of the brain, and the person suddenly fell into deep thought and paced back and forth in the laboratory.

"You can't stop conducting relevant research because you don't have the ability to conduct experiments." Dong Qiuhong's pace became faster and faster, and later holding his head with both hands, Dong Qiuhong, who had been illuminated by the light of inheritance, his mental power was significantly enhanced, and when he thought about the problem with all his strength, the speed of analysis even formed a short brainstorm, which made Dong Qiuhong secretly happy and a little uncomfortable.

"If I could manipulate individual atoms of matter at will, I would be a god and a fairy." Dong Qiuhong stopped, and already had a decision in his heart: "Now there are no conditions, we can create conditions ourselves, the size of individual atoms in different substances is also different, we can choose some atomic diameters of about 0.3 nanometers to try." After thinking and analyzing, Dong Qiuhong knew that the seven patterns he saw in the mysterious event were a huge treasure trove, "In addition, we can first try to make a 0.4 nanometer graphite crystal nanomaterial, and then use it to make a new and more advanced scanning tunneling microscope lens probe, so that we may be able to manipulate most substances at the atomic level."

"Also, these patterns are obviously effective for nanomaterials at the polyatomic level, and we cannot give up our research work in this area." Supervisor Dong Qiuhong was excited again and again today, ignoring whether Yang Wentian could listen to it, and talked endlessly about how to arrange research plans and how to allocate scientific research manpower, as a talented young scientist who has presided over a number of national key scientific research projects, he has his own set of perfect methods.

"Yang Wentian classmate, you better go to rest first, you can be free at night." After Dong Qiuhong said a lot of how to arrange scientific research, he found that the only audience for his speech, Yang Wentian and the child, was sitting on a chair dozing and drooling.

"It's time for class, then I'll go play." Hearing this sentence of the mentor, Yang Wentian wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth, jumped down from the chair, ran out of the laboratory in three steps and two steps, took off his white coat-style research clothes, and ran to the lounge to find someone to play with.

"What are you playing?" It was not yet time for dinner, but when Yang Wentian jumped back to the lounge where he came in the morning, he found that the sleepy man Wu Yaohan was still lying on the sofa and sleeping, while another classmate Peng Dayou, who was slightly older than Yang Wentian, was sitting in front of a low coffee table, on the tempered glass of the coffee table were placed three slap and one plate big little thing, Peng Dayou was closely watching the changes.

"These are miniature fusion energy simulators, so don't touch them." Seeing Yang Wentian come over to see, he looked like he was self-cooked, combed a mid-point suit head, and changed into a small white suit, and immediately very nervously surrounded several miniature fusion energy simulators on the coffee table with his arms, preventing Yang Wentian from touching it.

"If you don't touch it, don't touch it, I will see you next to you and you will not suffer." Yang Wentian grimaced at Peng Dayou, whose cheekbones were slightly red because of nervousness, put his hands behind his back, and looked around the coffee table.

"You don't have to rush it, this is my research project." Seeing that Yang Wentian had no intention of snatching, Peng Dayou relaxed, and a pair of black eyes continued to watch the changes in the miniature fusion energy simulator.

"If I'm not mistaken, this should be the study of energy cores." Yang Wentian walked back and forth twice by the coffee table, and observed from different angles that these micro-fusion energy simulators were conducting experiments similar to nuclear fusion or nuclear fission, of course, this is a low-intensity controllable situation.

"Yes, I am conducting nuclear fission tests for three elements, rhenium, uranium and cesium in 0.8 nanometers." Peng Dayou nodded, first pointed to the three modules with a large number of palms, and then pointed to the modules with a large number of dishes, and said: "I hope to find out the best ratio data of these three test materials, so as to create fuel additives with stronger energy output, or more powerful explosive munitions fillers."

"I remember that you are engaged in explosives, are you the legendary bombmaniac?" From time to time, white, red and purple lights flashed in these modules, although faint but very beautiful, and the small screens above and below the simulator constantly refreshed the rows of columnar values, rising and falling like waves...

"I can't say that, it's just my family tradition, my family runs an arsenal." In this era, the concept of family is more important than the concept of the country, and when talking about his family, Peng Dayou's pride seems to let everyone in the whole world know that his family is made of weapons.

"Don't stink, you're nothing in my eyes." It has been almost a day since he came to this workshop, Yang Wentian basically understands the situation here, these so-called genius children, in fact, a large part of them are recommended by some large families, and less than half of them are from the private talent discovery.

"Don't say I didn't remind you, the peak of the fission reaction is approaching, you have to carefully record the value at that moment, otherwise you will regret it." Peng Dayou, who was said to be nothing by Yang Wentian looked angry, and was about to defend his pride about this, Yang Wentian reached out and knocked three times in front of the three palm-sized modules on the coffee table, dropped a sentence and turned to leave.

At the mention of the word 'peak', Peng Dayou instantly calmed down, and his eyes once again paid close attention to the three palm-sized modules. Due to the influence of Yang Wentian's words, Peng Dayou subconsciously observed in the order in which Yang Wentian hit the coffee table, and his fingers nervously placed on the buttons of the simulator.

"The peak of the rhenium element!" After about ten seconds, on the miniature energy fusion simulator calculating 'rhenium', the multiple columnar data lines displayed on the screen below reached a rare peak, and Peng Dayou decisively pressed the data record button. Before he could get nervous, he focused on the simulator containing the 'cesium' element.

"The peak of the cesium element!" "The peak of uranium!" "Oh my God, I finally made it!" The fission energy peaks of the three elements appeared one by one in the order in which Yang Wentian knocked on the coffee table, and Peng Dayou was lucky to record them one by one, jumped up on the sofa behind the coffee table with joy, and after shouting, quickly merged these three sets of data into a saucer-sized miniature energy fusion simulator, and put the three radioactive elements into the simulator's reactor in a certain proportion according to the newly obtained data.

"I finally cracked the topic of fuel additives, and my scientific research points finally exceeded 30!" The howling sound of Peng Dayou echoed in the lounge, waking up Wu Yaohan, who was sleeping on the sofa.

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