Scholar’s Advanced Technological System

The black technology system of Xueba is the 673th chapter of the textbook. The space shuttle assembly center's reception room.

A white-haired old man sat on the sofa in a sitting position. Although he was over eighty years old, the brilliance of the eyebrows still showed a faint edge.

In addition to the old gentleman, there are two other young researchers sitting next to him. Although the gas field is slightly inferior to the old man, it is also different from the researchers of the general research institute.

Therefore, even if no one introduced it, Lu Zhou, who had just entered the reception room, recognized the old gentleman Zhang Jianrong at a glance.

Almost at the same time, he probably thought about it, where he heard about the old gentleman.

I remember that it was a chat after dinner. Academician Wang Zengguang of the Nuclear Industry Group talked about the nuclear power cooperative research and development project of the Nuclear Industry Group and the Naval Equipment Research Institute.

At that time, during the most turbulent period of the domestic environment, 29 experts from all walks of life, including Mr. Lao, were ordered to complete the first generation of nuclear-powered submarines in the far-flung Yangzonghai Lake. What is even more legendary is that the only information they had in their hands was just two photos of two unclear nuclear submarines and a children's model toy brought back from the United States...

Even now, this incident is still relished.

Looking at the academician Zhang who got up from the sofa, Lu Zhou smiled and extended his right hand.

"Hello, Academician Zhang, long-awaited!"

"Hello, hello," smiled and grasped Lu Zhou's right hand and met the academician Zhang Jianrong who came forward. He said in a tone of voice, "I don't dare to be a long-time name, but I have a long name for Professor Yang." I ignited, I don’t know how many hopes and enthusiasm in the hearts of Chinese children were ignited. Even if I was not at the scene, it was just a layer of screen, and my old man was a wave of heart!"

In addition to the identity of the academician, the old gentleman also has the rank of Rear Admiral, but there is not much arrogance, but it is easy to make people feel good.

"You have won the prize," Lu Zhou smiled modestly and continued. "I don't know if you came here from Shangjing. Is there anything?"

"Exactly," Academician Zhang Jianrong nodded and continued. "The information about the controllable fusion miniaturization technology, I saw it for a long time after I got it, and I discussed it with my two assistants for a long time, but There is still not much clue as to the whole design idea... No one has ever mentioned it before, and we can use ultrasonic waves to generate electricity."

The miniaturization of controlled fusion technology has been one of the key projects of the Naval Equipment Research Institute's ship power laboratory. Before that, he has been working with the Nuclear Industry Group to study how to reduce the size of the Pangu heap to the ship. .

However, the progress of this project is not optimistic, at least there is no breakthrough in the current position.

As a result, there has been little progress in the miniaturization of Pangudui, but it is another way for Luzhou to make a comeback.

After a pause, the old gentleman continued in a solemn tone.

"Before and after learning, the master is a teacher, and Professor Lu is also enlightened."

The old academician was so polite, and he was a little embarrassed.

"The word "teacher does not dare to act, but if there is anything I can help, please do not hesitate."

When I heard the words of Lu Zhou, the old gentleman was no longer welcome. He took out a hard-skinned notebook from his pocket and handed it over to Lu Zhou.

"These are some of the problems I found while studying the materials. I also hope that Professor Lu can answer me."

I took the notebook from the old gentleman's hand and watched it carefully after the boat opened.

Time passes by one minute.

About ten minutes later, I turned the notebook to the last page of Lu Zhou, and suddenly closed the hard-shell notebook in my hand.

"Like this," looked at the old gentleman and smiled. Lu Zhou returned the notebook to him. "It’s better to see it. I’m talking about it here. It’s also on paper. Before answering your question, I might as well Take you to see what it looks like."

When I heard Lu Zhou’s proposal, the three people sitting in the reception room were all stunned.

Especially the two researchers, there was a deep surprise in the eyes.

With their expressions in their eyes, Lu Zhou’s face showed such a look.

As he expected, the Naval Equipment Research Institute did not trust the technology, or did not believe that he really completed the miniaturization of controlled fusion.

Although Academician Zhang may not have thought this way, he was completely eager to ask for advice. However, Lu Zhou, who had previously stepped into this meeting room, saw obvious distrust from the eyes of two researchers next to the old gentleman, or Said doubt.

Of course, this mistrust is not directed at him, but only for the theory he puts forward.

Even if he is a Nobel laureate, he is the winner of the Lingyun Medal, but the concept of sound fusion is really too avant-garde.

In particular, the reputation of cold fusion is not very good. In the 1980s, many countries ate "no cultural loss" because of this stuff. The same is true for Huaguo. As a result of the cold fusion, everyone instinctively feels that it is deceiving.

In fact, it is true that almost the vast majority of research institutions or individuals who speculate on this concept are swindling money with something that they can barely claim. However, if it is therefore impossible to achieve this, it is impossible to commit the "predetermined position."

This is fine when you get along with people, but the presupposition in scientific research is absolutely impossible.

After all, standing at the height of time, everything seems unrealistic fantasy two hundred years ago, and now it has basically been realized, even more exaggerated than imagined...

In a sense, acoustic fusion is not a category of cold fusion. After all, the instantaneous temperature peak of the bubble in the cavity has exceeded the core temperature of the sun, and the word "cold" is not too close. It is only relative to the entire reactor that the core unit operating at 1000-1300 degrees Celsius is already cool compared to the high temperature of hundreds of millions of meters.

So, after seeing the experimental data on this fusion device, almost no one in the Marine Dynamics Laboratory of the Naval Equipment Research Institute believes that this thing is true.

"That fusion device... is it here?" Academician Zhang Jianrong looked at Lu Zhou with surprise and said.

Lu Zhou took out his mobile phone and looked at it with a slight smile.

"The prototype of the experimental heap is certainly not here, but we have more powerful guys here."

The researcher sitting next to Academician Zhang Jianrong slightly frowned.

"More powerful guy?"

Lu Zhou nodded.

"Well, come with me, you will know."