A genius? I just love studying.

Chapter 296 No oil or salt
Failure is the beginning of research.

He considers the data from this plasma runaway to be the most precious treasure, especially the high-frequency ribbon flow that suddenly appeared before the runaway and caused the prediction to fail.

He immersed himself in a sea of ​​data, replaying frame by frame the millisecond-level fluctuation signals before the rupture.

He realized that his model was too idealistic; it described a “pure” plasma but ignored the various complex interactions in the real environment.

He introduced kinetic effects to describe the impact of particle velocity distribution in more detail. He improved the module on turbulence self-organization and attempted to simulate how the mysterious zonal flow spontaneously arises from chaos and how it reacts on the turbulence itself.

Soon, two weeks later, they conducted a second experiment.

Unfortunately, the script did not go as Chen Hui had predicted, and he failed again.

His attempts to suppress turbulence by controlling the magnet system always caused other problems, leading to even more serious issues.

Fortunately, the damage to the first wall was not too great this time, and they conducted the third experiment five days later.

Of course, it still failed.

The fourth, fifth time...

This is an incredibly tedious process: proposing a correction -> running the simulation -> comparing with experimental data -> failure -> proposing another correction...

Chen Hui never expected it to escalate into such a protracted battle. Although he had already experienced it once when building the weather model, he originally thought that with experience, things would go much more smoothly for him.

The sun rises in the east and sets in the west, day after day, his draft paper is filled with writing and then replaced with new paper, and then filled with writing again.

Fuxi-1 consumed a massive amount of machine time and generated and discarded hundreds and thousands of simulation results.

He experienced countless moments of tiny hope followed by massive disappointments.

But the fire in his eyes did not go out; instead, it became more focused and sharp under the tempering of data.

At the same time, his proficiency in mathematics and physics was also increasing at an alarming rate. Indeed, only by tackling challenging tasks can one grow rapidly.

After completing another model correction, Chen Hui rubbed his throbbing forehead, and with a thought, summoned the control panel.

[Host: Chen Hui
Chinese Level 5 (11%)

Mathematics Level 6 (88%)

English Level 5 (7%)

Physics Level 5 (39%)

Chemistry Level 4 (51%)

Biology Level 2 (0%)

Physical Education Level 5 (27%)

Geography Level 2 (0%)

History Level 2 (0%)

Politics Level 6 (94%)

In just over two months, my math proficiency has increased by more than 20%, which is an incredible speed after reaching level 6 in math. My physics proficiency has also increased by nearly 40%.

However, his sports proficiency has started to decline again as he slacked off. But based on previous experience, his sports proficiency won't drop too much. At level 5, his physical foundation is still pretty good. He can pick it up again after the current problems are resolved.

Politics, on the other hand, continues to rise rapidly, and may even reach level 7 faster than mathematics. I wonder if there will be a reward of free attribute points when that happens.

Unfortunately, he knew nothing about how to improve his political acumen, nor could he do so intentionally, so he could only let things take their course.

Judging by the time, his academic lecture at Yanbei University is about to begin, so the problem of plasma turbulence can only be put aside for now and will be further refined after the lecture.

[Congratulations, host! You have completed the proof of the Riemann Hypothesis, a millennium problem. You have gained +1 free attribute point.]

Suddenly, a barrage of comments flashed before Chen Hui's eyes.

Chen Hui was pleasantly surprised.

He knew that, based on the characteristics of the panel, he would only be rewarded with free attribute points after his proof was recognized by the mathematical community. Now, more than two months had passed since he published his proof of the Riemann Hypothesis, and he had finally achieved this accomplishment, which was no easy feat.

Of course, it's not easy for other mathematicians.

Even for them, understanding a mathematical proof of this difficulty written in Chinese is not an easy task.

This is why it took Chen Hui more than two months to obtain the free attribute points this time. In the past, proofs of equations such as Yang-Mills equation and Navier-Stokes equation could be recognized in a week or two at most.

With a multitude of thoughts racing through his mind, Chen Hui quickly put these chaotic thoughts aside and summoned the basic attribute panel.
[Host: Chen Hui
Insight Level 8: (8.2/9)

Judgment Level 7: (7.1/8)

Creativity Level 8: (8.5/9)

Memory Level 5: (5.6/6)

In an instant, he had already made his decision.

"Boost my insight!"

Boo!
A crisp sound rang in Chen Hui's mind, as if Pandora's box had been opened. Chen Hui felt his mind become clear and empty, and a multitude of inspirations bubbled up in his mind like a hot spring.

I don't know if it's because I've been thinking about this issue lately, or if it's a special circumstance after raising my insight to level 9.

This improvement in his basic attributes has unexpectedly put Chen Hui into a peculiar state.

Chen Hui grabbed a stack of draft paper from the table, picked up a pen, but his gaze was fixed on the screen in front of him, where there was a chaotic vortex. It was not an ordinary fluid, but plasma confined in a powerful magnetic field with a temperature of hundreds of millions of degrees.

On the screen, colorful vortices are generated, entangled, broken, and annihilated like a raging ocean.

Each time it silently disappears, it means that a huge amount of energy is escaping from the constraints of the magnetic field.

This is the ultimate problem that has plagued the field of controlled nuclear fusion for half a century. It is like an invisible hand that has choked the artificial sun, preventing energy from accumulating effectively.

Chen Hui's draft paper was filled with difficult mathematical symbols Ψ, ×, ∫... These were not cold formulas, but the language she was trying to use to communicate with plasma.

For the past two months, he has been stuck on a key nonlinear term that, like a ghost, always causes his simulations to suddenly collapse when they approach real experimental data.

His fingers tapped the table unconsciously, the rhythm resonating with the frequency of energy transport in his mind.

He closed his eyes, and what he saw was not numbers, but flowing field lines, rotating particles, and the intricate electromagnetic dance between them.

Suddenly, an early derivation about zonal flow, long overlooked by him, flashed into his mind—a large-scale, shear-like flow, possibly generated by turbulence itself, like an invisible fence. "No..." she murmured, "It's not that it's suppressing turbulence...it's that they're working together..."

A thought struck him like lightning.

Chen Hui suddenly opened his eyes, grabbed a nearly dry fountain pen, and frantically began calculating in the blank space.

He no longer tried to forcibly "suppress" the unruly nonlinear term, but instead attempted to decompose and reconstruct it, giving it new physical meaning. It was not only the source of destruction, but also the seed of self-organizing order.

The pen tip scraped across the draft paper, emitting a sharp hiss.

He introduced a new transformation that couples the terms describing particle kinetic effects with the terms describing electromagnetic field disturbances in an unprecedented way.

“What if… what if we didn’t see it as noise, but as a feedback?” His heart raced and his breathing became rapid.

Formulas took shape under his pen, flowing and beautiful like a language describing the truths of the universe, pleasing to the eye.

He didn't know how much time had passed, but when Chen Hui looked up, it was already dark outside. He had started the deduction last night.

I checked the time on my computer; thankfully, only one day had passed.

The moment he recovered, his stomach started rumbling. Chen Hui happily got up, looked at the stack of draft papers on his desk, and smiled broadly.

Although the model has not yet been validated, his intuition tells him that this time it will definitely work!
Although it was already past 8 o'clock, the cafeteria was still serving food. Chen Hui walked towards the cafeteria without hesitation. People need food, and the model verification could be put aside for now.

Because the experimental setup suffered considerable damage after the previous failure, it will have to wait a few more days before the next experiment can be conducted.

"This is already the fifth failure. This is insane. Five experiments in less than three months. When has our institute ever done anything this crazy?"

“EAST was built by us bit by bit, and now seeing it being damaged every few days is a very complicated feeling.”

"These five experiments alone have likely resulted in losses exceeding 5 million yuan due to failures."

"This isn't about losses at all. What's the point of repeating the experiment in such a short time?"

“We all know that applied research is like this: you have to keep failing and correcting until you finally succeed. But to conduct such a high frequency of experiments in such a short period of time, I can’t think of any reason other than wasting resources.”

"Yes, after each model revision, at least rigorous verification should be carried out. But he treated applied research as theoretical research, constantly trying and failing on experimental devices, which is indeed a waste."

"If you don't dare to say it, I'll just say it directly: he's used to everything going smoothly and can't accept failure, which is why he's so agitated."

As soon as Chen Hui arrived at the cafeteria, he overheard this discussion.

He touched his nose; it seemed he had come at an inopportune time.

But he couldn't leave, because the researchers had already discovered his arrival.

Silence reigns in the cafeteria tonight.

The two groups looked at each other, and the atmosphere became extremely awkward.

"You guys continue, I'm just here to grab a bite to eat."

Chen Hui greeted them and then walked towards the noodle window that was still open.

The researchers were still standing there awkwardly. They hadn't expected Chen Hui to come to the cafeteria so late, which was why they dared to speak up in the cafeteria.

"Professor Chen, we're sorry, we shouldn't have spoken ill of you behind your back."

At this moment, a middle-aged researcher came to Chen Fei's side and sincerely apologized, "But I still want to say that your frequent experiments are harmful to both the experimental equipment and the research itself."

"clear."

Chen Hui nodded. He had indeed been getting a bit stuck on this lately, eager to finish building the model as soon as possible.

"Ah."

The middle-aged researcher nodded. He hadn't expected Chen Hui to be so easy to talk to, so he encouraged him, "Professor Chen, keep it up! We've all seen your efforts, and we all believe you can complete this task!"

Chen Hui was somewhat embarrassed. The other party was unaware that he was already thinking about how to conduct the next experiment. As soon as the experimental equipment was repaired, a new round of verification would begin.

This time, however, Chen Hui was absolutely certain, which was something he couldn't explain to them, so he simply didn't say anything.

"Professor Chen, come, come, we still have a crayfish here that we haven't touched. Let's eat together."

The other researchers noticed that Chen Hui wasn't angry because of the crickets behind them, and they developed a lot of goodwill towards him, waving him over to join their group.

"That's right, you need to do mental work, how can you eat noodles every day? Come on, have some crayfish to supplement your high-quality protein."

After hesitating for a moment, Chen Hui went over. They stopped talking about the experiment and started chatting about all sorts of interesting things that happened at the research institute.

They talked about things like who was paired with whom, which new employee made a mistake and was scolded to tears by Song Yuntao when they joined the company, or why they chose the Plasma Research Institute... Finally, they even talked about how they accomplished the feat of EAST running continuously for thousands of seconds.

The meal lasted from a little after 8 p.m. to a little after 10 p.m., and everyone enjoyed themselves very much.

After returning to his office, Chen Hui conducted another simulation of the model. If there were still problems this time, he would have to admit that he had failed his senior colleagues in their painstaking efforts.

Regardless, the experiment must be conducted, and he can accept it even if it fails.

Day 3,
EAST control room
Sitting in front of a monitor, Duanmu Bai and his good friend exchanged a glance, both with wry smiles. They had clearly agreed the night before that they shouldn't be impatient or eager for quick success, but who would have thought that Chen Hui would have to conduct the next verification as soon as the experimental equipment was repaired.

This guy is really stubborn.

"Professor Chen, can the new model really make predictions?"

Song Yuntao asked in a low voice, his tone still tinged with the shadow of the previous experiment's failure. In the past three months, the experimental funds had been spent like water, but no substantial progress had been made. Although Chen Hui was in charge, he was also worried about being held accountable.

"I don't know," Chen Hui answered honestly, "but it respects the data more than last time."

The experiment was restarted.

That ball of blazing white energy was ignited and restrained once again.

This time, Chen Hui's model screen had a slight deviation from the actual data almost from the very beginning.

However, unlike other models, this one is not stubborn. Its new module acts like a keen detective, tracking the subtle momentum transport and electric field fluctuations inside the plasma in real time.

"Look! The model has predicted an extremely low-frequency shear flow rotation!" Duanmu Bai pointed to a signal on the screen that was almost drowned out by noise. Everyone perked up. This time, it seemed to be really different from before.

A few minutes later, the experimental data actually captured this feature!

This is a crucial juncture.

For the first time ever, the model and reality have achieved unprecedented synchronization!
Chen Hui held his breath. He knew that the most critical moment was coming. Would the edge local mode be activated?
(End of this chapter)