Siheyuan: At the beginning, I can integrate everything!

"To be a full-time assistant?!"

The young senior researchers who had just entered seemed to have been struck by lightning, freezing in place.

Some of them were still holding their lab notebooks, while others had just pushed up their thick-rimmed glasses.

At this moment, all the brightest minds in China crashed.

Who is Mr. Chen?

That's a leading figure in our country's military research and development! A scientific giant who can sit at the same table with central leaders and argue vehemently!

These top students, graduates of prestigious universities, had gone through countless rounds of selection to get into this top-secret research institute to assist Old Chen. It was an honor that their ancestors had bestowed upon them.

just now.

This respected figure actually had the audacity to serve tea and water and hand test tubes to a five-and-a-half-year-old who hadn't even been weaned yet?!

Has the world gone mad?!

The young researchers looked at each other, and in each other's eyes they saw a deep doubt about life and an uncontrollable bitterness.

Zhang Huaimin looked at Old Chen's expectant old face.

He glanced again at the young researchers at the door, who were practically dripping with sourness.

A faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Grandpa Chen, you're too kind. Since the leader has spoken, let's hurry up and get to the lab."

"Yes, yes, yes! Time is of the essence! Commander, let's make our escape!"

Old Chen was as excited as a child. He grabbed Zhang Huaimin's hand and practically ran out of the study.

A group of petrified researchers were left bewildered in the wind.

The top-secret scientific research institute is located deep in the mountains on the outskirts of Beijing.

Here, there are guards every three steps and sentries every five steps; the security level is ten times tighter than that of the Hongxing Steel Rolling Mill.

The No. 1 Confidential Laboratory is the most core and technologically advanced part of the entire research institute.

Normally, apart from Mr. Chen and a few core members, not even a fly can get in.

"Click".

The heavy explosion-proof electronic door slowly opened.

Zhang Huaimin, wearing his blue cotton-padded jacket, a pure gold medal hanging on his chest, and a small satchel slung across his shoulder, swaggered in.

Old Chen, dressed in a neat white coat, followed half a step behind with a big smile on his face.

He even skillfully held a sterile cloth in his hand, ready to clean the lab bench at any time.

In the laboratory, the young key members who had received the notice long ago and were full of resentment all stopped what they were doing.

More than a hundred pairs of eyes were fixed on this "five-year-old pillar of strength" who had fallen from the sky.

"This is Consultant Zhang? He's so young! Can he even read the entire periodic table?"

"Old Chen must be possessed; he's been fooled by some kind of illusion."

"Exactly! We've been working on high-temperature alloys for years without a breakthrough, and he thinks he can do it just by drawing a diagram? I don't believe it for a second!"

Although the young researchers dared not make a sound, their hushed whispers and distrustful glances were clearly heard throughout the entire laboratory.

Old Chen frowned, about to get angry and scold these arrogant brats.

Zhang Huaimin gently tugged at his sleeve.

"Grandpa Chen, it's alright. It's a good thing that researchers don't believe in superstitions."

Zhang Huaimin walked to the huge control panel in the center and climbed onto the high stool with some difficulty.

He patted his small backpack and looked at the group of young geniuses with unfriendly eyes.

"Dear brothers and sisters, I know you are not convinced."

"Alright, let's cut to the chase. Since we're working on alloy materials, we can't do without massive amounts of data calculations."

Zhang Huaimin pointed to the old Soviet-made vacuum tube computer in the corner of the laboratory, which occupied half the room and was making a loud noise.

"This machine is too slow, I find it too troublesome."

"Now, list out all the differential equations concerning the thermal expansion coefficient of metallic lattices that you find most difficult to solve and that are holding you back."

Zhang Huaimin picked up a piece of chalk and tapped the blackboard in front of him.

"Let's see if your hand-cranked calculator is faster, or my calculation is faster."

mad!

That's insane!

A five-and-a-half-year-old toddler is going to take on a group of top students and a large vacuum tube computer in a national-level research institute!

This is a blatant insult to their intelligence!

"Alright! Since Consultant Zhang is in such a good mood, then we'll have to take our leave!"

A young researcher wearing black-rimmed glasses, who usually called himself a "humanoid computer," stepped forward, a flash of anger in his eyes.

He immediately turned around and pulled out a thick stack of top-secret calculation drafts from the filing cabinet.

That was a set of high-order nonlinear differential equations involving hundreds of variables that their team had been stuck on for three whole months.

"Consultant Zhang, this is about the lattice variation equation of nickel-based alloys at a high temperature of 3,000 degrees Celsius."

The young researcher slammed the manuscript paper on the control panel and let out a cold laugh.

"We've been using a computer for a week and haven't gotten any results. If you could..."

"X=4.7892, Y=-0.3341, Z=…… The final critical temperature for metallic bond breakage is 3125.6 degrees Celsius."

The young researcher hadn't finished speaking.

Zhang Huaimin didn't even glance at him.

I only glanced at the complex system of equations.

Just like reciting a menu, he recited a long string of complex data accurate to four decimal places in an extremely fluent and uninterrupted manner!

Furthermore, the chalk flew across the blackboard, writing down the final derivation formula in three seconds!

Clang!

The young researcher dropped his pencil on the ground.

His eyes widened as he stared intently at the final answer on the blackboard, then he rushed to the old-fashioned computer like a madman.

They frantically entered data for reverse verification.

Two minutes later.

"drop!"

The computer printed out a slip of paper.

The young researcher stared at the results on the slip of paper, feeling as if struck by lightning.

It's exactly the same!

Even the four decimal places are exactly the same!

"This...how is this possible..."

The young researcher's legs went weak, and he slumped into the chair, his face as pale as paper.

This is a problem they've been trying to solve for a week without success.

They glanced at it and calculated the result in their head in three seconds?!

Is this even a human brain?!

The entire laboratory was deathly silent.

All the young researchers stared at Zhang Huaimin on the high stool as if he were a monster.

"Any other problems? Bring them out now, I'm in a hurry."

Zhang Huaimin threw away the chalk and dusted off his hands.

"hiss--"

The entire audience gasped.

The resentment and bitterness from before were crushed into dust by an extremely cruel intellectual defeat!

Old Chen couldn't stop smiling; he felt incredibly happy.

"Alright, stop standing there! Everyone, pay close attention!"

Old Chen waved his hand and personally handed Zhang Huaimin a glass of warm water.

"Comrade Huaimin, please speak! What should we do next?"

Zhang Huaimin took a sip of water and took out the drawing he had made in the leader's study from his bag.

"Your previous research direction led you into a fatal dead end."

Zhang Huaimin's voice wasn't loud, but it carried an unquestionable and absolute authority.

"Your attempt to improve heat resistance by increasing the proportion of rare metals is correct on a macroscopic level."

"But at the microscopic molecular level, this crude mixing only leads to repulsion between different metal crystals, forming tiny cracks."

"It's like building a wall with bricks of different shapes. It looks nice on the outside, but it's riddled with holes on the inside."

Zhang Huaimin picked up a pointer and pointed to the perfect hexagonal honeycomb structure on the drawing.

"The real solution is 'directed crystallization'!"

"During the smelting process, a special strong magnetic field and slow cooling technology are used to forcibly break the original disordered grain boundaries of the metal."

"To assemble all the molecules in a single direction, like building blocks, so that they fit together perfectly to form a single crystal!"

Zhang Huaimin used the most accessible language to explain the theory of single-crystal alloy materials science, which was decades ahead of its time.

Explaining complex concepts in simple terms, and striking straight to the soul!

Those young geniuses who were just moments ago so arrogant.

At this moment, they were like thirsty sponges, frantically taking notes.

Many academic mysteries that had troubled them for years were instantly cleared up by Zhang Huaimin's few words of guidance!

"So that's how it is! We were so completely wrong!"

"My God! This is the true truth of materials science!"

"Advisor Zhang! Please accept my bow!"

The young researcher who had just provoked Zhang Huaimin was so moved that tears welled up in his eyes, and he bowed deeply to Zhang Huaimin.

The others also stood up, and their gazes toward Zhang Huaimin had turned into utter fanaticism and devout worship.

In the most prestigious scientific research center.

Strength is the only truth!

With his absolutely solid knowledge, Zhang Huaimin not only silenced all the geniuses, but also made them willingly submit to him!

"Grandpa Chen, I've already explained the theory of single-crystal alloys. As for the rest of the process exploration, let them handle it."

Zhang Huaimin jumped off the high stool and stretched.

He turned his head, and his gaze suddenly fell on the corner of the laboratory.

There was a small, unremarkable pile of grayish mineral samples.

"That's newly mined high-molecular-weight lithium ore from the Northwest, right?"

Zhang Huaimin's eyes lit up, and he clapped his hands.

He turned to look at Professor Qian, who was still excitedly savoring the theory, and a smile of excitement appeared on his lips.

"Mr. Chen, let's put the alloy aside for now."

"Let's also develop the first-generation super battery while we're at it!"