I am devoted to scientific research, but you want to trick me into having a love relationship?

Chapter 750 was hasty; in the end, I couldn't resist.
With increased national investment in this area, the "artificial sun" has come into the public eye, and the popularity of materials research institutes has naturally risen rapidly.

This is widely considered a major breakthrough in controlled nuclear fusion.

Of course, some people said it had nothing to do with them, saying that artificial suns have been touted for years, but they haven't actually made one yet.

A small number of opponents argued that this was a waste of national resources, that controlled nuclear fusion was too far-fetched, and that more attention should be paid to improving people's livelihoods.
In short, the internet was buzzing with excitement.

Xu Qingzhou didn't pay attention to the news online. He left work at 5 pm as usual, went home to cook for Song Yao, and they had already finished eating. They were resting in the living room.

Around 9 p.m., night fell outside the window. Sitting on the sofa, I could see the orange lights on the shore reflected on the distant lake.

Xu Qingzhou's fingers slid across the girl's delicate abdomen, his thoughts drifting away.

After the ignition experiment ended, they didn't rest.

In the days that followed, Qiankun-1 successively completed infrared thermal imager scanning of the first wall and ultrasonic flaw detection of the divertor target plate, among other testing tasks.

At the same time, I also compiled and uploaded the papers I had written over the past year.

He cited a paper titled "Achieving Steady-State Operation at 100 Million °C for 1000 Seconds in a Negative Triangular Configuration Spherical Tokamak: A New Paradigm for Compact Fusion Energy".

I sent it to Nature a week ago.

According to feedback from the editorial department, it should be published soon.

Of course, in addition to his work at the research institute, he also gave an interview to Renmin Daily, where he provided an overview of the existing technology before disappearing from the media spotlight.

"The next stage goal is 160 million degrees Celsius and 200 million parameters."

"There is also a triple product peak value, which must be ≥3×10 keV·s/m and maintained for at least 5 minutes. Judging from the current operating capacity of the equipment, this goal is not difficult to achieve."

"At the same time, we will conduct radiation resistance tests on the first wall material and thermal load limit challenges on the divertor. These two are currently the focus of engineering verification."

There is still a long way to go before we can achieve a demonstration reactor.

The three-product breakthrough is like the "Wright brothers' first flight," proving that an airplane can take off, while the demonstration reactor is like a "Boeing airliner," requiring it to meet all standards in terms of payload, range, and safety.

For precision equipment that needs to withstand temperatures of hundreds of millions of degrees, even a defect the size of a dust particle can affect operational safety.

buzz~
As Xu Qingzhou was thinking, his phone on the table vibrated. He picked it up and found it was a message from group 101.

In 2021, Xu Zhengyang and his fellow students were already in their third year of graduate school, about to defend their dissertations and continue their doctoral studies.

in the group.

Xu Zhengyang: "Holy crap, Lao Xu is trending again."

Kong Xianbo: "666+"

Zhai Ziqiang: "666+"

Xu Qingzhou: "Basic stuff, no questions asked."

Xu Zhengyang: "Old Xu, don't say anything more. It's Friday, we have to treat the brothers to a good meal."

Zhai Ziqiang: "Next week, the week after next, this week is the defense."

Kong Xianbo: "I suggest a meal allowance of 1000."

Zhai Ziqiang: "Agreed."

Xu Qingzhou: "Dream on."

Xu Zhengyang: "I know Lao Xu is reluctant to part with it. My family recently opened a restaurant. Come to my place?"

Kong Xianbo: "Pah, that was a bit too forced."

Xu Zhengyang: "Want some or not?"

Kong Xianbo: "Eat."

Xu Zhengyang: "I still prefer your unruly attitude from just now."

"Jiahui said they want to turn the studio into a company."

Song Yao was typing away, chatting with Ding Jiahui, and occasionally syncing the conversation with Xu Qingzhou.

In the past few weeks, Song Yao has also finalized the investment projects with Peking University and the National University of Defense Technology, and the initial funds have already been transferred.

Generally speaking, investments involving sensitive industries are subject to strict review and entry restrictions, but Zero Point Technology does not have this problem, as it is almost a semi-state-owned enterprise.

Therefore, they enjoyed many favorable conditions in terms of investment.

“While a studio is flexible, it’s not a long-term solution.” Xu Qingzhou nodded and said that a studio is only suitable for low-asset, small-scale, professional service-oriented startups. If they want to raise funds, expand their business, and build brand influence, they still need to operate as a company.

Guo Degang's career is progressing much faster than it did in his previous life.

He thought for a moment and said, "The four of us haven't had a meal together in a long time. Are they free this week?"

"Let me ask."

Song Yao is typing.

Xu Qingzhou glanced at the messages in the group, stopped rambling, and squeezed the tender little foot in his hand. It was crystal clear and occasionally moved, cute and looked very appetizing.

They said Saturday.

Song Yao stopped abruptly, her beautiful eyes widening in shock as she stared at the young man who had kissed her foot.

"What's wrong?"

Xu Qingzhou asked back casually. He'd acted rashly; in the end, he hadn't been able to resist.
"Didn't you eat enough?"

"Dessert?"

"abnormal!"

Song Yao pulled her feet back and sat cross-legged. The warmth still lingered on the back of her feet, and she knew that this guy wanted to lick her feet.

"What's wrong with Saturday?"

Xu Qingzhou was immune to those two words and changed the subject.

"They said we can come over for dinner on Saturday," Song Yao muttered, her foot being licked. She was shocked, but after being so honest with Xu Qingzhou for so many years, she wasn't that shy.

However, aside from his feet, this guy has been wanting to kick him. If he really dares, he'll definitely kick him.

"Oh, that's good."

As Xu Qingzhou spoke, he reached out again to pull the toes over. He felt uneasy if he didn't have something in his hand, but Song Yao slapped his hand away.

"That was just a small mistake."

"Don't touch me, you pervert." Song Yao moved her buttocks away in disgust.

Xu Qingzhou was helpless. He had no legs to play with. After hesitating for a while, he got up and went to the study.

"What are you doing?"

"Read a book."

"Not going to rest?"

"That"

Xu Qingzhou's gaze fell on Song Yao. Actually, it's not impossible; work and rest should be balanced.

"If you dare come any closer, I'll kick you."

Song Yao caught a sullen look in his eyes and raised her foot threateningly. She had to go to work tomorrow, and she didn't want to be too tired.

Xu Qingzhou spread his hands, feeling bored. He decided to go upstairs to work on the model of the supersymmetric zeta function theory. He had been busy with controlled nuclear fusion these past few days, so this was a good opportunity to clear his head.

study.

Xu Qingzhou took out the calculation manuscript from the shelf.

To a certain extent, it can be said that the construction of this theory is no less difficult than developing controlled nuclear fusion.

The project was massive, and the verification process was tedious.

The difference is that controlled nuclear fusion can currently attract an entire research institute to work on it, while the supersymmetric zeta function theory is currently only known to itself.

More than a year has passed, and we are still stuck in the first stage.

"How about I assemble a math team to specifically research this?"

Xu Qingzhou quickly rejected the idea. The most pressing issue right now was controlled nuclear fusion, and there was simply no way to devote more energy to mathematics.

"The progress is a bit slow. We must finish the quantum random walk gap model before the end of July."

Xu Qingzhou lowered his head, continued his calculations from two months ago, and began to verify his work on the manuscript.

(End of this chapter)