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"Next to the resonance peak of that 0++ state, a new signal has emerged!" Old Zhou leaned half his body into the car window, spittle flying everywhere.

Li Yichen removed the car key and opened the car door. "What new signal?"

Old Zhou grabbed Li Yichen's arm and pulled him into the laboratory building. The old man took large strides, the hem of his white lab coat fluttering in the wind, and the ballpoint pens in his pockets jingling.

"To the right of the original resonance peak of the rubber sphere, at a slightly higher energy level, we found an even weaker peak! And it also conforms to the 5σ standard!" Professor Zhou spoke at breakneck speed, "This shows that the rubber sphere does not exist in isolation at all! It has excited states!"

Li Yichen followed beside Old Zhou, his mind racing. The mass difference and width ratio of the two resonance peaks, and several other core parameters, automatically applied themselves to the mathematical model he had worked out the previous night.

The transition model from the ground state to the excited state in the gluon field is a perfect match.

This means that the gluons inside the glue sphere are not a stagnant mass, but rather possess a quantum structure similar to atomic energy levels. This discovery directly tears a huge hole into the microscopic structure of the strong interaction force.

Li Yichen, who was still a little sleepy, became completely excited.

The two pushed open the door to the third conference room at the end of the corridor.

A strong aroma of black coffee mixed with the seasoning packet for braised beef noodles wafted through the air. Twelve top figures in China's high-energy physics field were gathered around a long table.

The desktop was piled high with printed data charts, and the whiteboard was covered with dense formulas. Some people paced back and forth with thermos cups in their hands, while others were hunched over their desks, furiously typing away at their laptops.

Upon seeing Li Yichen enter, all twelve people stood up in unison.

An elderly man with gray hair and thick-rimmed reading glasses was the first to walk around the table, extending both hands: "Academician Li! I've heard so much about you! I'm Lao Zhang, just call me Lao Zhang."

Li Yichen reached out and shook his hand, jokingly saying, "Old Zhang, I heard you ruined two thermos cups last night. How about I have the factory make you a custom titanium alloy one? Guaranteed it won't break."

A burst of laughter erupted in the conference room, easing the fatigue of working non-stop for over twenty hours.

After exchanging a few pleasantries, everyone quickly pulled out chairs and sat down, getting straight to the point.

The core of the discussion is this: how to extend the existence time of the colloidal particles within that one trillionth of a second that the collider captures? Even extending it to just one microsecond would be enough for the detector to collect a massive amount of data.

Old Zhang was the first to propose a solution, tapping the table with his knuckles: "Use a super-strong magnetic field for confinement! Raise the magnetic field strength to 100,000 Tesla and build a magnetic mirror cage!"

A middle-aged researcher wearing glasses sitting opposite him immediately shook his head: "Professor Zhang, the rubber ball carries no charge! Electromagnetic force has no effect on it. Even if you pull the magnetic field to the level of a neutron star, it will decay just as it always has."

"What about extremely low temperature environments?" another academician surnamed Chen interjected. "We'll lower the temperature of the experimental chamber to almost absolute zero, and use Bose-Einstein condensates to slow down its decay rate!"

Old Zhou scratched his already messy hair and retorted mercilessly, "Old Chen, you're confused! The decay of a rubber ball goes through the strong interaction channel, what does it have to do with thermodynamic temperature? Even if you freeze it into an ice pop, it will explode into a bunch of multi-π mesons in a fraction of a second."

The next forty minutes were nothing short of a slaughterhouse for the physics community.

Seven conventional and unconventional physical solutions were proposed one after another, only to be ruthlessly overturned one by one. Gravitational lensing, quantum interference, high-energy laser cooling... all the external intervention methods that humanity can currently master are rendered ineffective in the face of the pure strong interaction.

The atmosphere in the conference room grew increasingly tense. Old Zhang slammed his pen on the table in frustration, while Academician Chen pinched his brow and sighed deeply.

Old Zhou turned his head and looked at Li Yichen, who had been leaning back in his chair without saying a word. The old man pushed up his glasses: "Academician Li, you haven't said a word since you came in. Is there something on your mind? Don't keep it to yourself, these old bones are about to fall apart from worry."

Twelve pairs of eyes stared at Li Yichen.

Li Yichen pulled out a chair and stood up. He walked to the whiteboard, picked up the eraser and wiped off a section of the formula, then pulled out a red marker.

"Teachers, you all share a common misconception." He drew a red circle in the center of the whiteboard, representing the glue ball particles. "You're all thinking about how to 'capture' it from the outside. Magnetic fields, low temperatures, gravity... these are all external forces. But the glue ball doesn't respond to these."

Li Yichen turned to look at everyone: "It is a pure gluon condensate, and it only recognizes one force—the strong interaction force."

As he spoke, he drew an even larger circle outside the red circle, and then filled the space between the two circles with dense arrows pointing towards the center.

"So, we shouldn't try to catch it from the outside. Instead, we should create a 'home' for it." Li Yichen snapped the marker cap back on with a crisp sound, "to artificially create a field of strong interaction forces."

The entire conference room was so quiet that the only sound was the whooshing of the air conditioner vents.

Li Yichen raised his right hand, spread his five fingers, and then slowly and forcefully clenched them into a fist: "Place this device inside the high-energy collider. Normally, it will not be activated. When the collider captures the colloidal particles, within a fraction of a billionth of a second, introduce the colloidal particles into the vacuum chamber of this device, and at the same time activate the strong field."

He pointed to the large circle on the whiteboard: "Using an artificial color charge force field to simulate the color confinement environment inside the atomic nucleus. Forcibly locking the degrees of freedom of motion of the gluons inside the glue sphere, suppressing all its decay channels. Simply put—build it a cage. A cage it can never escape from."

Old Zhang sat in the chair, his mouth slightly open, his eyes wide open behind his thick-rimmed glasses.

"Bang!" Old Zhang slammed his hand on the table with such force that it knocked over the teacup next to him, spilling tea all over the table.

"My God!" Old Zhang jumped up, pointing at the double-layered circle on the whiteboard, his fingers trembling. "It's not grabbing from the outside, it's locking from the inside! Using a strong field to simulate a confined environment! This... this is truly a genius's idea!"

The meeting room erupted in chaos.

The twelve people simultaneously pushed back their chairs and stood up, rushing to the whiteboard. Some excitedly grabbed pens and started calculating rapidly, while others grabbed their colleagues' arms and shook them vigorously. Academician Chen didn't even notice his glasses flying off to the ground.

Old Zhou was the first to calm down from the frenzy. He bent down, picked up Academician Chen's glasses, put them back, squeezed through the crowd, and walked up to Li Yichen.

The old man's expression changed from ecstatic to extremely serious, and his voice was very low: "Academician Li, theoretically this is indeed the only feasible path. But there is a fatal problem."

Professor Zhou pointed to the whiteboard: "An artificial color charge field... This concept doesn't even have a basic theoretical framework in the entire physics community, let alone be implemented in engineering. What do you plan to use to build this machine?"

These words were like a bucket of ice water, extinguishing much of the boiling atmosphere in the meeting room.

The crowd stopped arguing and all eyes turned to Li Yichen. Old Zhang was so anxious that he kept rubbing his hands together, looking like he was saying, "If you say you can't make it, I'll smash the third thermos cup in front of you."

Li Yichen looked at the group of elderly scientists with white hair.

In his mind, the technical data on the light-speed spaceship that the system had rewarded him with was turning the pages. One entire chapter was dedicated to "Engineering Constraints and Directional Release of Color Charge Fields".

That's knowledge far beyond the technological level of Earth, but as long as he combines it with his existing ten-axis industrial machine, nano-forging platform, and micro cold nuclear fusion reactor, it's entirely possible to forge it out.

"Leave this machine to me." Li Yichen's tone was as calm as if he were discussing what to have for lunch. "Give me a month. A month later, I'll place it next to your collider."

The meeting room fell silent once again.

Old Zhou stared at Li Yichen for a full five seconds. Without asking any more questions, the old man simply extended his right hand, which was covered in age spots.

Okay. I believe you.

Li Yichen reached out and clasped his hands together tightly.

Old Zhang muttered under his breath, "Building the first high-force field generator in human history in just one month... Academician Li, your biggest flaw is that you talk too lightly."

The audience burst into laughter again, but this time, the laughter was filled with barely suppressed anticipation.

After the meeting, Li Yichen declined the academicians' invitation to lunch.

He drove his Tank 700 straight to the precision testing building at the future aerospace base. Leaving the car in the underground garage, he strode into the elevator and pressed the button for the floor leading to the core testing area.

As soon as the elevator doors closed, Li Yichen spoke: "Ling'er, bring up Chapter 7, Section 3 of the light-speed spaceship technical data—'Engineering Constraints and Directional Release of Color Charge Fields'."

Ling'er's holographic figure appeared directly on the control panel inside the elevator. She pulled her two little hands out of the air.

Holographic data covering an entire wall was displayed on the elevator's interior. Dense formulas, energy circuit diagrams, and complex mechanical structure diagrams cascaded down like a waterfall.

"Ding." The elevator has arrived.

Li Yichen scanned the floating data as he strode out of the elevator. He passed through a cleanroom corridor, underwent iris verification, and pushed open the heavy alloy door of the core laboratory.

He took off his dark gray casual suit jacket, tossed it casually onto the back of his chair, rolled up his shirt sleeves to his elbows, and strode over to the main control panel.

"I'm going to give this machine a name." Li Yichen picked up a high-precision laser welding gun from the control panel, twirled it halfway in his hand, and said, "I'll call it—Color Charge Confinement Trap."

Ling'er tilted her head and sat on the edge of the holographic projection: "That sounds quite elegant."

"Don't rush to praise it." Li Yichen brought up a large holographic design interface, his ten fingers hovering above the virtual keyboard. "Help me understand the core architecture. This device is divided into four independent modules."

"The high-energy generation module is responsible for modifying the collider's pulse bombardment system, introducing the gel sphere into the vacuum chamber the instant it is generated."

"The superconducting color charge coil is the core of the core. It needs to be re-drawn and wound using a superconducting tungsten-gold fusion alloy to generate a color charge potential well, simulating the color confinement environment inside the atomic nucleus. The sphere is suspended in a vacuum, and it must never come into contact with any physical matter."

"A quantum monitoring array is arranged around the cavity to monitor the state of the sphere in real time and dynamically adjust the force field strength."

"Finally, there's the energy and security system." Li Yichen stopped what he was doing, his expression turning extremely serious. "It's directly connected to a cold fusion reactor. The power consumption of this thing is terrifying; a regular power grid couldn't even last a second."

He rested his hands on the control panel, looking at the holographic blueprints: "One more thing. The safety system must be equipped with an emergency release chamber. Once the force field experiences unstable fluctuations, the sphere must be actively released to allow it to decay in a controlled manner. Otherwise..."

Ling'er took over the conversation, and the backend computing power started working at lightning speed. A few seconds later, the little girl's face turned deathly pale.

"Brother, I've figured it out. Otherwise, the rubber ball would decay and explode uncontrollably the instant the force field collapses. The energy released... would be enough to flatten half a block of Shanghai."

Li Yichen nodded: "So this machine has a fatal weakness - it absolutely cannot be powered off. Power failure is equivalent to the force field collapsing, causing the rubber ball to decay and explode."

Furthermore, even without power interruption, the force field cannot be maintained indefinitely; it can only lock the rubber ball in place for a limited time. As for whether this "limited" time is half a second, a second, or longer…”

He held his breath, his eyes fixed on the screen.

"You'll only know once you build it."

Li Yichen's finger slammed down on the Enter key, typing the first line of underlying parameters.