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Five kilometers away from the Zhaicheng Space Center, the ground part of the Earth-Moon Transmission System.

An endless stream of anti-gravity transport vehicles are driven from the ring device, or from the ground into the ring device to the Moon Palace.

With the complete construction of Yueyongcheng, the exchange of resources between earth and moon has become more prosperous.

Uh ...

"Is this the Earth-Moon transmission device? Sure enough, even if I have seen it on the Internet countless times, I can't be more shocked than I have seen it with my own eyes." A young man looked at this huge and magnificent transmission device obsessively.

"Yeah, it's so shocking." The girl next to her, holding the boy's arm, was just astonished.

"This is Zhaicheng, the birthplace of all miracles." An old man answered with a smile.

Uh ...

Tens of thousands of tourists surrounded by the transmission device's alert area were immersed in shock. As they chatted, a long row of anti-gravity transport convoys slowly entered the ring device, following the faint blue light curtain. With ripples, the anti-gravity convoy disappeared under the blue light curtain.

After a very short time, this anti-gravity transport convoy drove out of the lunar part of the ground-moon transmission device in sequence, arrived at the lunar surface, and entered the special parking space of the anti-gravity transport vehicle in the moon palace.

The berth was re-closed and began to be filled with air.

Subsequently, the inner door opened and the anti-gravity transport convoy continued to move forward.

Finally, more than twenty anti-gravity transport vehicles arrived at the destination, on the other side of the moon palace.

Researchers and manufacturing staff at Moon Palace, who had been waiting here long ago, looked a little excited as they looked at the anti-gravity transport convoy parked in front of them.

Hundreds of Terminators swarmed into the anti-gravity vehicle, and began to unload the devices carried on the anti-gravity vehicle.

余 The equipment and components used to build Yuegongcheng Controllable Nuclear Fusion Reactor are carried on these more than 20 anti-gravity transport vehicles.

"Controlled nuclear fusion means near-infinite energy at this stage." A professor said with some excitement.

"With this, we can make Yue Gongcheng more prosperous and accelerate our steps towards the sky!" Another expert said excitedly.

"Order the Terminator and the manufacturing personnel to start the assembly and construction of the controllable nuclear fusion reactor, and strive for the controllable nuclear fusion reactor to start running today." Professor Lu said.

"OK, let's get started."

Uh ...

On the ground, Zhaicheng Space Center, comprehensive conference room on the fourth floor.

In the large conference room, there was only Zhang Zhai at the moment.

Zhang Zhangzhai stood by the window, watching the three anti-gravity spacecraft lift off, and gradually disappeared into sight.

This is the sixth batch of moon palace immigrants.

Starting from the fourth batch, the transformation of Fuxi was completed, and the pace of moon palace immigration gradually accelerated.

从 From this batch, the new anti-gravity spacecraft Zhai Cheng with a living system was successfully constructed and put into use, further accelerating the pace of immigration.

By the time the sixth batch of immigrants arrives in the lunar palace, the number of lunar immigrants will approach 20,000.

After this batch, the structure of immigrants will also change, and it will no longer be all Zhaicheng aviation research and manufacturing personnel. Instead, they began to screen from Zhaicheng staff, Zhehe researchers, and students from Zhaicheng University.

Zhang Zhangzhai watched three anti-gravity spacecraft carrying nearly 6,000 immigrants disappear in sight, smiled, and looked back.

I returned to the conference table, Zhang Zhai picked up the manuscript paper and continued to deduct.

"唰 唰 ..."

The tip of the pen is quickly swiping on the paper, one by one, symbols, formulas, and data appear in Zhang Zhai's pen.

Zhang Zhaiqiang was pushing his spirit and maintaining the deduction of the limit. Countless data flashed in his mind.

"Patter ..."

Several pieces of manuscript paper were rubbed into a ball by Zhang Zhai and thrown to the ground.

From a few days of inspiration, Zhang Zhai started a new attempt.

The new attempt was still a failure, but Zhang Zhai didn't fret. The more times he failed, the calmer his heart became.

As long as there is a way to achieve miniaturization of controlled nuclear fusion, the more times he fails, the closer he is to success.

"A1, import this set of models into a quantum computer, and I look at the simulation results." Zhang Zhai rubbed some of the temples that were expanding.

"Okay, father." A1 agreed first, and then asked with some concern, "Father, do you need to take a break first? I think you are tired."

"No," Zhang Zhai shook his head, "let's go."

"Ok."

Instantly, the simulation results are presented on the holographic screen, and countless physical quantities and related data begin to scroll on the holographic screen.

Looking at the huge data, a very intuitive picture was presented in Zhang Zhai's mind.

"1000 milliseconds." Zhang Zhai looked at the final result, smiled, "a bit progress."

Simulation shows that the model crashed after one second.

He pulled a piece of paper and wiped the sweat dripping from his forehead. Zhang Zhai said to a1, "Enter this model into a quantum computer and see the simulation results."

Instantly, page-by-page data appeared again on the holographic screen with little surprise. The simulation data showed that before 1000 milliseconds, the model showed a tendency to collapse.

"A1, pause the data." Zhang Zhai narrowed his eyes slightly and said quietly.

"Okay, father."

Zhang Zhangzhai saw a strange data. With his keenness for numbers, the first intuitive feeling was that the number seemed to be very abrupt at this position.

It's just like a normal person can see a little white in the black and it's glaring.

He didn't stop much. After looking at this number, Zhang Zhai easily found a page of manuscript papers from the pile of manuscript papers stacked on the conference table.

"Stab ... Stab."

I glanced at the manuscript sheet, and Zhang Zhai shredded it and shuffled it into a ball and tossed it aside.

I didn't waste any more time, Zhang Zhai quickly picked up the pen, and began struggling to write on a stack of blank manuscript paper.

"Brush brush brush ..."

Symbols, formulas, and data quickly appeared on the manuscript paper, and Zhang Zhai's mind kept deducing.

Countless data, countless thoughts, constantly challenge Zhang Zhai's thinking limit.

The position of the back of the head began to sting, and the body protection mechanism was already reminding him.

Zhang Zhang Zhai gritted his teeth, forcing himself to stay awake, and continued to maintain the extreme deduction of the brain.

Time passes slowly, approaching the evening from noon.

"Wow ... stabbing."

Some heavy strokes tore the manuscript paper, and Zhang Zhai stopped.

He half leaned on the seat, Zhang Zhai supported his forehead with his hand, "a1, import this model into a quantum computer."

The radon data began to emerge, and the final result was also presented in Zhang Zhai's mind.

"10 seconds." Zhang Zhai smiled.

Although he clearly felt that the idea was correct this time, the simulation results confirmed his idea again.

I reached out and rubbed both temples, and shook his head to make himself more awake.

Zhang Zhai continued to pick up the pen and began a new round of deduction.

突破 After breaking through a key problem, many problems were solved.

新 New models have been proposed, and the simulation stable running time has gradually become longer.

"20 seconds ... 60 seconds ... 100 seconds ..."

Time also gradually passed ~ www.readwn.com ~ Night fell, and the lights in the conference room turned on automatically.

"Brush ..."

The conference room is very quiet, only the sound of the pen nibble sounds.

"Father." A1's voice sounded, breaking the silence.

Zhang Zhai's pen paused slightly, signaled a1 to continue.

"Academician Gan sent a message that the Zhaicheng Controllable Nuclear Fusion Reactor and Yuegong Controllable Nuclear Fusion Reactor successfully started at the same time and started grid-connected generation."

Zhang Zhai listened to a1's words, did not respond, but just continued deduction.

After a long time, Zhang Zhai stopped writing, picked up the last page of the manuscript, and glanced, and a smile gradually appeared on his face.

回复 "Reply to Academician Gan," he looked up at the lights in the conference room,

"I succeeded too."