94: From Technological Warfare to Space Empire

They gathered around the blackboard, looking at the complete set of technical solutions, from basic principles to specific processes, from material selection to structural design.

Everything about it is flawless.

Theoretically, compared to similar isotope batteries, Lin Yu said that the conversion of alpha decay energy under this theory has been improved by more than 8000 times.

This is the latest cutting-edge achievement of Chinese scientists in later generations.

Soviet experts were nearly speechless. Lin Yu had chosen strontium-243 from the actinide series to generate electricity, and this thing had a half-life of 7380 years.

A battery lasts longer than human civilization has ever been bright. Is this what human technology is supposed to be?

Lin Yu brought it back to this era and used it to teach the Soviet Union, his industrial teacher, a harsh lesson.

Although the domestic professors didn't understand much, they were all extremely excited and tried to calm down by drinking their cold tea, their faces flushed.

Because this exchange was to be kept confidential, no service personnel were provided at all.

The guards patrolling the entrance were not allowed to move around freely; they could only stand and supervise each other while waiting for the meeting to end.

No one is coming to change the tea right now.

"How far along are you in this project?"

Sergei became excited and asked eagerly.

Lin Yu smiled but did not answer directly.

"Comrade Sergei, you just said you were willing to pay the price for the technology that could potentially improve the situation in Chernobyl."

He paused, his gaze sweeping over the tubes of blueprints brought by the Soviet experts.

"I have heard that the Soviet Union has a wealth of technical expertise in the RD-170 rocket engine."

The air in the conference room seemed to freeze.

All members of Sergei's team understood Lin Yu's implied meaning.

This brilliant theoretical demonstration required them to exchange it for a real industrial gem.

"Do you want the technical data for the RD170?"

Sergei spoke slowly, his voice devoid of emotion.

"Complete combustion chamber design drawings, turbopump structural parameters, and material process specifications."

Lin Yu added, his tone remaining calm.

"It also includes all the relevant technologies for VT20 titanium alloy, not just welding, but also the complete set of process parameters for smelting, forging, and heat treatment."

Andrei couldn't help but gasp.

Although they brought these blueprints, they only intended to hand over one or a few steps to China; they never even considered exchanging the complete technology.

"This is impossible!!"

"This is outrageous!"

"The RD170 is the most dazzling jewel in the crown of the Soviet aerospace industry. The VT20 is even more so!!"

Lin Yu nodded, directly taking over what Andrei hadn't said.

"It was also the material used for the skeleton of the Buran space shuttle."

"I know their value."

He stood up, walked to the window, turned his back to the Soviet experts, and looked out at the busy factory area.

"But I also know that the Soviet Union no longer exists, and Russia urgently needs funds and technology."

"No matter how ingenious the theoretical design of the RD170 is, it cannot be built without money."

"No matter how advanced the technology of VT20 is, the factory has already stopped production."

"The workers who understand those crafts are crying because of the high prices of bread and milk."

Lin Yu pointed to the factory outside the window.

"And we... are on that production line, where the extraction of tritium metal is underway."

Then, Lin Yu gritted his teeth and uttered the PUA script that the system indicated was 100% successful.

"But more importantly, Chernobyl is still there, leaking radioactive material every moment."

"If you can't bring back a solution, how will you face the people still working near the sarcophagus?"

"Do you really intend to abandon efforts to save the Bolsheviks who are still wallowing in hell on earth, in order to dissolve Russia from the Supreme Soviet?"

These words were like a sharp knife, piercing directly into the heart of Sergei and his group.

The pain caused the elderly professors, with their white beards, to clench their fists instantly.

Sergei's face turned pale.

Gregory clenched his fists, trembling.

An almost tragic atmosphere filled the conference room.

Yes, they knew it was a deal before they came.

But Lin Yu's bluntness still made them feel embarrassed.

The Soviet Union's legacy is being handed over in this way.

Sergei took a deep breath.

"That's not enough; we need to see something more substantial."

He tried to remain calm.

"These are just some theoretical derivations, not enough to acquire the complete RD170 technology."

Lin Yu took a brown paper bag out of his briefcase, placed it on the table, and interrupted him.

"This is the pilot-scale design for actinide photovoltaic cells."

"That's all the technology we have."

"If you build upon this research, I believe you will be able to create a laboratory prototype in no time."

Lin Yu then paused and added.

"Furthermore, I can offer another technology as an add-on: a thorium-based fuel recycling solution for nuclear waste."

Now Lin Yu had no more trump cards left.

But the two technologies that Lin Yu presented were exactly what the Soviet Union wanted most.

Even the extras are things they can't refuse.

This completely shook the experts.

Sergei reached for the brown paper bag, but stopped before touching it.

He struggled

As a scientist, he longed for these technologies that could practically solve problems.

But as a Soviet citizen, he was unwilling to simply hand over his most core defense technologies.

Sergei's voice was hoarse.

"We...we need to discuss this."

Lin Yu nodded in agreement.

"Of course, you may go to the lounge with the guards."

"We'll continue our discussion in an hour, if you'd like."

Lin Yu gestured for them to proceed, giving the Soviet experts a moment to breathe a sigh of relief.

……

The confidential time has ended.

The lounge was filled with the aroma of tea once again, and some exquisite pastries were served.

Six Soviet experts huddled together, their expressions grave.

"We can't hand it all over."

Andrew lowered his voice.

"The RD170 is a four-combustion-chamber design, but we can deliver only the two-combustion-chamber version."

Gregory gave a wry smile.

"What's the point of keeping it?"

"Without funding and industrial support, the blueprints will only get moldy if left in a safe, but workers in Chernobyl are exposed to radiation every day."

"Besides, this young man..."

"He knows far too much."

"If only the dual-combustion chamber version is provided, will he be able to tell?"

Yevgeny sighed and cast his vote.

"That young man is right. The Soviet Union is gone. We are now Russian scientists."

"And Russia needs to make pragmatic choices."

Sergei remained silent.

Staring blankly at the tea stems floating and sinking in the teacup.

After a long silence, he finally spoke.

"Did you notice? All the theories that this young man named Lin Yu presented today strictly follow the most basic laws of physics."

"There are no leaps or far-fetched assumptions."

The others nodded; this was precisely what they found most terrifying.

Lin Yu's technical solution is not a castle in the air, but a solid edifice built step by step from first principles.

This not only means that the plan is feasible.

Moreover, it means that this is a systematic, disseminable, and replicable thing.

If Lin Yu is the only one who understands this theory, that's not scary at all. But if all the new generation in China learns it, how long can they remain unsurpassed even if they don't pass on their skills?