Break out of the courtyard

Chapter 951 Successful Development
Zhang Heping wore a golden mask last night, and the situation of pre-processing raw materials was reported to Vice President Qian by two assistants that night.

Therefore, when Zhang Heping came back from his morning run, he was blocked at the door by Mr. Qian and 15 strange old men and women.

After Mr. Qian introduced the 15 veteran experts, he explained their purpose. "Heping, do you think it would be possible to have them join your spiritual power research project?"

Zhang Heping looked at these unknown but knowledgeable old men and women and politely declined:

"Their bodies and brains can't keep up. Just find a young assistant and wear the first-generation brain-computer mask I made, and you'll understand."

"Consultant Zhang, I want to try!" An old man who looked a little younger came forward, with a hint of unwillingness to accept his age.

As for whether he thought Zhang Heping had deliberately refused because of the previous authority issue, it actually wasn't that important after Zhang Bei went to Xishu.

Because Zhang Heping not only developed a brain-computer interface on his own, but also left some of the internal structure diagrams in the underground laboratory on the Dapeng Peninsula.

Combined with the information he published on the World Internet Forum on how brain waves can be converted into mental power, it is enough to prove that Zhang Heping has already surpassed others in brain-computer research.

Seeing that the strange old man didn't believe his father, Zhang Hu couldn't help but encourage him, "Dad, since this expert doesn't believe you, why don't you let him try? If anything goes wrong, they will bear the consequences themselves."

"Don't bother, I'll try!" Old Qian looked at Zhang Heping and said, "My physical condition is still good now. I can run every morning..."

Zhang Heping interrupted without question: "Let the young people try!"

Old Qian opened his mouth, but seeing Zhang Heping's serious expression, he nodded and said, "I'll listen to you. I'll call a reliable person over right now."

The other old men and women wanted to say something, but were interrupted by Mr. Qian waving his hand.

While Mr. Qian was calling for help, Zhang Heping asked his sixth son Zhang Hu to find two ropes.

Then the father and his two sons went to the parasol outside the villa, tied one end of the rope to the parasol frame, and hung the golden mask in the air with the other end.

Just like Tang Xin, Chen Shuting and others tried it on, there was a rope tied to the golden mask, which was still held by Zhang Heping to control the wearing time of the golden mask.

Just as Zhang Heping was inviting Mr. Qian and the others to breakfast, Secretary Chen, who was in his thirties, ran over and said, "Advisor Zhang, we can't find a suitable confidentiality officer in such a hurry. Do you think I can help?"

Zhang Heping held half a bun and said, "To make Mr. Qian and the others give up, I'll show them the serious consequences of wearing this golden mask. If you insist on trying, I'll arrange your work for the next few days so that no one will take care of your immediate affairs after you're in the hospital."

Secretary Chen hesitated for a moment, then took out his phone and called Elder Hua to explain the situation.

After receiving permission from Mr. Hua, Secretary Chen began making phone calls to other people, which naturally took longer.

An impatient old lady couldn't help but whisper, "Why not find a young assistant? Any assistant who can enter the underground base laboratory here must have passed multiple rounds of screening and is reliable?"

A tall, thin old man nearby sternly stopped them, saying, "Be careful what you say! You all know how confidential this matter is. How could we possibly let someone else do it?"

After Secretary Chen finished his call, Zhang Heping gestured for him to eat the breakfast left on the plastic table first.

Secretary Chen looked at the others and said a little embarrassedly: "Let's experiment first, it's okay to eat it later!"

Zhang Hu, standing beside him, reminded him with a smirk on his face, "Brother Chen, you'd better eat first, or you won't have a chance later!"

Seeing Zhang Heping looking at his watch, Mr. Qian hurriedly reminded him, "Xiao Chen, listen to Consultant Zhang and eat quickly!"

Secretary Chen responded, hurried forward, stuffed a big bun into his mouth, took a few bites and swallowed it.

Seeing Secretary Chen stop, Zhang Long kindly advised, "Brother Chen, eat two more buns and drink the porridge. You may have to sleep in bed for a few days, so eating a full meal will help you recover faster."

Secretary Chen wanted to say something, but saw an ambulance parked next to the villa. Then two doctors got out of the car, pushing a stretcher, and a nurse behind them holding an oxygen pillow.

Seeing this scene, Secretary Chen suppressed the inexplicable panic in his heart, followed the advice, ate two more buns, and drank up the porridge.

"All of you step back fifty meters!" Zhang Heping waved his hand, signaling the people around him to disperse.

Zhang Long and Zhang Hu returned to the villa and called the four bodyguards guarding the door into the house. Then they closed the metal door to weaken the mental power that might be extended.

After the others had dispersed, Zhang Heping told Secretary Chen some precautions, and then he was seen walking away with one end of the rope.

Zhang Heping raised his left hand. Seeing this, Secretary Chen took a deep breath and put on the golden mask hanging in front of him.

One second, two seconds, three seconds...

When it came to the tenth second after Secretary Chen put on the mask, people around him noticed that Secretary Chen's body was shaking slightly.

After another three or four seconds, under the gaze of everyone, Secretary Chen took off the golden mask, then his body swayed and he fell to the ground.

When the medical staff nearby saw this, they hurriedly looked at Zhang Heping and happened to see Zhang Heping nodding at them, so they rushed forward without hesitation.

Mr. Qian and other veteran experts also followed, wanting to obtain first-hand experimental information.

When Zhang Heping went to retrieve the golden mask, Zhang Long and Zhang Hu left with their bodyguards.

An old expert asked uncertainly, "Advisor Zhang, is this mental overdraft?"

"Shut up!"

The tall and thin old man and Mr. Qian shouted almost at the same time, because there were medical staff and bodyguards around.

The old expert was shocked by the yelling. He was stunned for a moment, then realized his mistake, apologized embarrassedly, and said that he would pay attention to details in this regard in the future.

"You guys go ahead and get busy!" After Zhang Heping put the golden mask into the safe, he prepared to take his two sons to the laboratory.

Seeing that Mr. Qian was still concerned about Secretary Chen, the tall, thin old man hurried over to Zhang Heping and said, "Advisor Zhang, although we can't wear this kind of mask, we can cooperate with you in doing some theoretical research. Do you think it would be possible for us to join your research project?"

Zhang Heping continued walking as he led his men towards the SUV on the side of the road. He casually said, "In a while, I'll post some information on mental power on the World Internet Forum. You can take a look at it then. Come back to me when you understand it."

Although the tall and thin old man didn't get the confirmation, he got the opportunity to join the research project and quickly agreed. "Okay, you go ahead!"

Zhang Heping took his two sons to the underground base, while Mr. Qian and this group of veteran experts accompanied Secretary Chen to the hospital.

"I'm fine!" Secretary Chen insisted on lying on the hospital bed, forcing his drowsy brain to hold on. He reached out and grabbed the dazed figure in front of him, and said vaguely, "Mr. Qian, that mask is real. I just..."

Just when Secretary Chen was about to reveal the key information, Mr. Qian on the other side hurriedly stepped forward to cover Secretary Chen's mouth and asked the medical staff in the ward to leave first.

When the medical staff were called into the ward again, they found that Secretary Chen had fallen into a coma.

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As soon as Zhang Heping and his two sons got out of the car, the young male assistant who was waiting at the door of Laboratory No. 15 excitedly shouted inside, "Professor Zhang and the others are here!" Before Zhang Heping and his group even reached the door, a group of people in gray coats and white lab coats rushed out of the laboratory.

People wearing gray uniforms are mostly related to mechanical research; people wearing white coats are related to biochemical research.

"Teacher Zhang, we met last night and discussed that if we immerse gold foil in a solution containing iodine or cyanide to form interlayer compounds and weaken the interlayer forces, then use ultrasound to peel it off, and then use sodium citrate to rebuild the gold structure, we should be able to obtain ultra-thin gold materials."

The head of Lab 15 stood in front of Zhang Heping and said anxiously, "However, the thickness of this material can only be 10 to 50 atomic layers, which is far from the two-dimensional layer you mentioned!"

"There's another way..."

"Let's go in and talk, don't waste time here!" Zhang Heping raised his left hand and pressed it on the other person's shoulder, then walked past him and went in through the gap that the others had quickly made way for.

The lab director followed closely and continued, "If we use graphene as a growth template and chloroauric acid and sulfuric acid as electrolytes, we can perform electrochemical deposition."

"We only need to develop a peeling film to transfer the gold atoms to the target substrate, and theoretically we can obtain a single atomic layer of gold material!"

"Lao Lin, Lao Lu, and these chemistry experts have also proposed chemical vapor deposition!" The lab director followed Zhang Heping to the open experimental area and stopped. "Teacher Zhang, you've brought in a vapor deposition machine. Are you planning to use chemical vapor deposition?"

"Do you remember the conclusion you came over to share after dinner last night?" Zhang Heping responded as he checked the equipment and materials.

"There are many ways to make two-dimensional metal materials, but you don't usually use them, so you don't think about it, and there haven't been many professionals who meet to discuss and research it."

The head of the laboratory blushed when he remembered what he had assured us last night about how difficult it was to make. He thought to himself that he had committed empiricism and would not do that again next time.

"I'm going to do an experiment here. Don't gather here and disturb me." Zhang Heping picked up a bottle of white dimethylacetylacetonate gold crystals prepared last night, said it simply and straightforwardly, and then began his research experiment.

In Zhang Heping's view, making two-dimensional gold film is the easiest.

From the methods just mentioned by the laboratory director, you can see how strong the technical level of the experts here is.

It can be said without hesitation that if the homework that Zhang Heping assigned to this group of mechanical experts last night were to be put on the World Internet Forum and asked to scientists around the world, ninety-nine out of a hundred would not be able to answer it, because their technological level and supporting equipment are not yet up to par.

"Dad, can we use gems instead of mica as the growth substrate?" Zhang Hu leaned in front of the glass side panel of a device, wanting to see the decomposition situation inside.

Unfortunately, gold atoms are too tiny. Even if they are diffused into a film on the surface of mica as big as a jujube seed, it only looks a little more golden.

"In theory, yes!" Zhang Heping replied simply and continued to focus on the small lithography machine in front of him.

The two-dimensional gold film is just the outer shell. The real core of the brain-computer interface is the internal structure that crisscrosses and twists and turns.

Fortunately, Zhang Heping has done in-depth research in chip manufacturing, and he really doesn't care about this seemingly messy but simple internal structure of only a dozen layers.

However, when he wanted to shrink these simple structures to less than 100 nanometers, the production method became a bit troublesome. Fortunately, he had mental power and assistance from photolithography machines, etching machines, etc.

Five minutes later, Zhang Heping asked Zhang Hu to clean up the harmful gases in the equipment he was guarding.

After Zhang Hu and a male assistant finished the work, Zhang Heping asked them to take out the mica and take it to the electron microscope nearby for inspection.

This move immediately attracted the three laboratory heads who had not yet left.

"During our discussion last night, we summarized several difficulties in using gold to create two-dimensional materials." The head of Laboratory No. 15 stood behind Zhang Hu and whispered:

"The problem of easy aggregation and curling, discontinuous monolayer, decreased conductivity and insufficient stability can be initially solved by covering mica with gold atoms."

"However, if you want to peel off this two-dimensional gold layer, you still have to face the problem of easy aggregation and curling."

Zhang Hu asked in return, "Just decide on the base beforehand, why do we need to peel it off?"

"I saw the gold atom!" the young assistant said excitedly, then quickly shut up, knowing that this would easily affect Zhang Heping's experiment.

"Check the continuity and thickness!" Zhang Heping said distractedly. "If it doesn't meet the standards, replace the silicon wafer coating."

Zhang Heping did not use silicon chips at the beginning, mainly because it would be troublesome to process them later.

Just the cyanide used in the etching process is not something this laboratory can handle, so we have to go to a better laboratory downstairs.

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Hua Lao learned yesterday afternoon that Zhang Heping had returned to Heping College in Shenzhen.

In particular, when Secretary Chen told him that with the USB key, he could authorize the production of Shouyuan 120 medicine for 25 days, his heart finally settled down.

He was really afraid that Zhang Heping would withdraw the production of Shouyuan 120 medicine, especially change the RMB price of Shouyuan 120 medicine.

If Zhang Heping really did that, I'm afraid that 70% to 80% of the foreign capital that came because of RMB would withdraw!

Of course, the foreign capital is not important. What is important is Zhang Heping’s attitude.

Fortunately, after making up for the losses of the power grid shares, the kid came back to resume the production of Lifespan 120 potion, allowing Elder Hua's previous pyramid production plan to continue.

It is said that after Zhang Heping moved the production of the Lifespan 120 drug to Hong Kong Island, and also moved the drug testing to Hong Kong Island, the pyramid production plan set by Hua Lao was also affected.

The most intuitive manifestation is that those foreign scientists who won the Peace Prize received the 120-year life expectancy medicine in the previous few months. Will they come to Hong Kong Island or Shenzhen to donate blood six months later to produce more 120-year life expectancy medicine?
This morning, Mr. Hua received a call from Secretary Chen, informing him that Zhang Heping had allowed him to try on the gold mask, which initially made him very happy.

However, after the news of Secretary Chen's coma in the hospital arrived, Old Master Hua's brows furrowed and never relaxed.

Even though they were in a meeting discussing the future production and distribution of the Lifespan 120 drug, Hua Lao didn't listen.

My country and I are inseparable. Wherever I go, I leave behind a song of praise...

"Mr. Hua? Mr. Hua!" An elderly advisor called out twice, then nudged Mr. Hua to wake him from his reverie. "Your phone is ringing!"

Hua picked up his phone, quickly answered the call, and walked to a corner of the conference room. Under the watchful eyes of the others, he silently listened to the report from Shenzhen.

A moment later, Mr. Hua put away his phone and sat back down on the sofa where he had been sitting alone.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone present, Elder Hua took a sip of tea to suppress the dryness in his mouth, pondered for a moment, and then spoke to the others:
"The latest news is that Consultant Zhang just created a very sophisticated gold object in the laboratory while wearing the gold mask he created earlier!"

"The function of this object is unknown, but it's suspected to be a new generation of micro-brain-computer!"

"Wait!" Before the others could be shocked, Elder Yang raised his question, "Elder Hua, didn't you just say that Secretary Chen only wore that golden mask for a dozen seconds before collapsing from exhaustion and being hospitalized!"

"Counselor Zhang, can he make things while wearing that golden mask? How long can he wear it? Did he ever fall into a coma?"

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(End of this chapter)