My Empire

"Click!" With a slight noise, Luther pushed open the door of Chris' room: "Your Majesty! What's your order?"

"Help me prepare a...a supper, I am a little hungry." Chris glanced at the food on the table and said a little embarrassed.

"Yes, Your Majesty!" Luther waved his hand forward slightly, and the two waiters walked in and cleaned the table.

In less than a minute, a new warm meal was delivered to Chris' room.

This time, it was a dried four-eyed magic fish, steamed eggs with fish roe, and pork ribs and winter melon soup. Of course, such a Chinese meal is accompanied by Yuyu rice.

Chris drank the clear soup in the cup, and Luther and the others leaned slightly and exited the room. As the door closed with a click, Chris continued to say while eating supper: "First of all, we have no better metal than the Fengling 004 spacecraft. The "civilization" that made the Fengling 004 spacecraft, the smelting technology is at least Leading us for hundreds of years."

Andrea also sat at the table, picked up a piece of ribs with chopsticks, carefully placed it in a bowl, and brought the rice to his mouth, chewing lightly.

"You are getting more and more proficient with chopsticks." Chris said with a smile. This tableware was promoted by Chris in Serris, and is now the most popular one of the four state banquet tableware of the Ailan Hill Empire.

The nobles all like to use the chopsticks that the emperor likes, and Andrea naturally also learned this kind of tableware-for her, this kind of flexible use of fingers is not difficult to learn.

"I'm very good at this." Showing off his slender, ugly fingers in front of Chris' eyes, Andrea instantly felt a sense of accomplishment.

For a woman, showing off her wisdom in front of a man may be much more fun than a fusion reactor.

"We can't catch up in a short time, but we have magic skills that can make up some of the gaps in this area." Straight guys don't care about this. Chris played at a normal level and brought the topic back to his favorite field.

"In order to make up for the strength of the reactor shell, I had to design a new plan. Ferrite will help us make up for some strength problems, but the biggest problem is the temperature." So, an otaku began to show off his pride to the goddess. Results of the work.

Andrea kept a polite smile, and Chris began to talk: "The core temperature of the fusion reactor exceeds 220 million degrees. The temperature that the reactor tank on the Fengling 004 spacecraft can withstand is about 17,000 degrees. "

Maybe for some big boys, the girl's skin is not as attractive as the paid character skins in the game... But what Chris has more promising than these traditional otakus is that he first fixes the goddess, and then he occasionally gets occupational diseases.

All successful men are workaholics. Of course, those who work overtime for other people's companies can only be called social animals. Only men who work hard for their own future can be called success.

Chris is just such a workaholic. Before he crossed, he often stayed up for two days in a row, and then took a group of his men to meet and study plans.

And now, the woman sitting in front of him is not the real little woman next door, she is also a queen, a woman...more like a man...

As a result, this late dinner turned into a small work discussion meeting at the table: "It's a pity that our metal now withstands a pitiful temperature of 7000 degrees! The difference between this is more than the figures reflect. The gap is huge."

"Then... How did the fusion reactor on the Fengling 004 spacecraft solve this problem?" Andrea gracefully removed the fishbone, placed it on the tissue next to it, and asked with a smile.

"The solution adopted by the fusion reactor on the Fengling 004 spacecraft is to use electromagnetic isolation technology." Chris replied excitedly.

You see, a perfect woman not only listens to men's nonsense, but also participates in it, and continues in the direction that men are interested in.

"We can also use this technology, but this technology is too energy-consuming. Forty percent of the energy produced by the entire fusion reactor is consumed on the electromagnetic barrier." Chris continued, filling it up with a spoon. A full roe poured into the mouth.

"If we continue to use this technology now... it's a bit too backward... After all, this is a technology more than 16,000 years ago." He shook his head regretfully, and then took care of himself. Get excited: "But it's not without good news. The Fengling 004 spacecraft is a pure technology product, and we still have magic in our hands!"

"I'm good at magic..." Andrea continued with a smile: "You mean, use magic to defend the barrier?"

"We can't simply use magic defense barriers. We can start from many aspects, such as using ice magic or wind magic to cool the fusion reactor shell." Chris said.

Soon he added: "Or, use a simpler and more dangerous method!"

"You mean..." Andrea's charming eyes blinked and blinked, and his slender eyelashes flickered and flickered.

"Space magic! If we use space magic, we can completely isolate the temperature! Control the entire fusion within a very safe range!" Chris clenched his fist and said with determination.

This is the result of his busy schedule for so long! He wants to use space magic to compress the sun's imprisonment and provide eternal energy for the new world!

"Someone told you that you look charming when you look like this?" Andrea asked Chris with one hand on his chin, looking at the spirited Chris.

"Huh?" Chris was taken aback, looking at Andrea, who was full of the girl's expression, and couldn't help swallowing the food he was chewing.

"I heard that the technology of the fusion reactor originated from a ring device called tokamak?" Andrea stared at Chris and asked softly.

"Yes." Chris nodded subconsciously.

"Like such a ring?" Andrea's long index finger drew a circle somewhere on his chest.

"Poor...not much." Chris swallowed, feeling his body getting hot.

"Are you full?" Andrea's pointed ears quivered twice and asked Chris softly.

Chris didn't speak, and nodded.

"Have strength?" Andrea continued to ask.

Chris discovered that the nuclear fusion reactor was not attractive at all at this time.