Guanghan City.
Mayor's office.
Looking at the translucent holographic screen in front of him, Ye He, the mayor of Guanghan City, couldn't help but have a strange expression on his face.
"Site selection for the second-generation controllable fusion reactor?"
At this moment, in front of him was a project book from East Asia Power.
In the project book, East Asia Power briefly expressed the idea of upgrading the power supply system of the Guanghan Special Economic Zone. At the same time, it planned a concept map of the "Earth-Moon Energy Corridor", which looked quite sci-fi even today.
In fact, for a giant enterprise like East Asia Power, if they wanted to invest in Guanghan City, he, as the mayor, would certainly welcome them. After all, if such a large enterprise came to the moon to invest, not only could it solve the employment problem of the majority of citizens, but it could also improve the overburdened energy supply system of Guanghan City.
Especially the latter, at this stage, the shortage of energy had almost become the biggest obstacle to the further development of the Guanghan Special Economic Zone.
However …
This was the problem.
Looking at the project book in the holographic window, Mayor Ye muttered to himself.
"But why is it on the moon …"
Because of the problem of heat accumulation, controllable fusion technology had not been popularized on the moon. Even the ILHCRC lunar collider was powered by solar energy.
Second-generation controllable fusion technology sounded wonderful, but he really didn't understand. Even the first-generation controllable fusion technology couldn't be popularized on the moon. Why was it possible in the second-generation?
Although he was not an expert in this area, he had heard a little about it. The reaction conditions of the second-generation fusion technology would be more demanding than the first-generation, especially the temperature, which was dozens of times higher than the base of 100 million degrees.
With such high heat, not to mention in a vacuum environment, even in coastal areas with an atmospheric environment, it was difficult to spread the heat accumulated near the reactor.
Looking at Mayor Ye's face full of embarrassment, Wang Jin, the secretary standing next to him, suggested.
"My suggestion is that if you can't make up your mind, you might as well find an expert to consult."
"I think so too. It is better to leave this kind of professional problem to the professionals." Ye He nodded and said simply, "But the question is, who is more suitable?"
This was a project worth tens of billions of yuan, and it would drive industries worth hundreds of billions or even trillions.
If East Asia Power really hoped to solve the energy problem of Guanghan Special Economic Zone, it would undoubtedly be great news for Guanghan City, which had been stagnant for nearly 30 years.
But if this project ended up being unfinished, or if it became a big problem, it would undoubtedly be a disaster for Guanghan City …
"There are many scholars in the Academy of Sciences or the Academy of Engineering who are engaged in relevant research. As long as we try to choose academicians who do not have a cooperative relationship with East Asia Power, we should be able to get relatively neutral suggestions."
Maybe he thought so. After listening to the secretary's words, Mayor Ye immediately made a decision.
"Okay, I'll leave this matter to you. I'll contact the East Asia Power and try to get this done as soon as possible."
…
Pan-Asian Academy of Engineering.
Institute of Nuclear Physics.
Academician Qiu Mingrui, who was sitting in the office, was sulking at the holographic screen full of densely packed words.
About three days ago, he wrote a paper. From the point of view of an expert in the field of nuclear engineering, he evaluated the application prospects of the "pulsed magnetic field" in the field of second-generation controllable fusion.
He admitted that it was indeed a very interesting design idea, but its use must not be in the reactor, but in a large EMP weapon.
Creating such a dangerous thing would not only be of no value to society, but would also bring countless troubles to society.
This was also the reason why he wrote that paper from a critical point of view.
Although it was not a reliable channel, he had heard some unusual news from his friends. Because of the model of the A1 pulsed magnetic generator released by Lu Zhou and the preprint, many research institutions with military backgrounds around the world had already carried out research on related designs and technologies.
As for what they were researching, anyone would be able to guess.
Qiu Mingrui hoped that his paper could attract someone's attention, make him realize his mistakes, and use his own influence to do something useful for the world.
However …
He was ignored.
And it was completely ignored.
Although his paper caused a lot of heated discussion on the LSPM forum, and many peers who agreed with his views also stood up to give him likes or support, and even the Pan-Asian Science Program sent him an invitation to a panel show …
But Lu Zhou himself seemed to have not seen it, as if he did not take his paper seriously at all.
And this made him a little unbearable.
Searching for research results in related fields could be said to be the daily operation of a scientific researcher. As long as Lu Zhou was engaged in second-generation controllable fusion research, it was impossible that he did not see his paper!
In his opinion, the reason why Lu Zhou did not give an evaluation of his paper was purely because he did not dare to answer his questions, and he selectively ignored his incisive words.
As an academician of the Academy of Engineering and a top expert in the nuclear engineering industry, he never thought that he would be treated like this!
"Not daring to respond to the voice of doubt is simply a shame as a scholar!"
Qiu Mingrui said indignantly. His fingers moved on the operation panel, making some simple modifications to the newly released paper on the holographic screen.
This paper could be regarded as a supplement to his previous paper.
And compared with the previous paper, this paper would be less euphemistic in terms of wording and expression. If that Lu Zhou continued to respond with this arrogant attitude, then let him continue to be arrogant.
If he didn't say something, he would always feel suffocated in his heart.
At this moment, there was a knock on the door outside the office.
Qiu Mingrui's movements paused slightly. He glanced in the direction of the door and said blankly.
"Please come in."
The door opened.
A doctoral student in his early thirties walked in from the outside.
Noticing that the look on the supervisor's face was not right, the student who had just walked in from outside the door quickly put away the happy expression on his face and said tentatively.
"Academician Qiu …"
Qiu Mingrui said with a straight face.
"What's wrong?"
Looking at the supervisor's gloomy face, the student, who was afraid of being angered, gulped and continued to speak while trembling.
"Guang, the municipal government of Guanghan City sent you an invitation letter."
"Invitation letter?" Stunned for a moment, Qiu Mingrui frowned and continued to ask, "What invitation letter?"
Firstly, he didn't touch politics, and secondly, his research topic had nothing to do with the Moon. He really couldn't think of any reason for Guanghan City to invite him.
"It seems that East Asia Power intends to select a site for the second-generation fusion reactor … Guanghan City intends to find an expert to consult on the project. The specific situation was not written in the invitation letter, so I'm not very clear."
"Select a site on the Moon?"
Qiu Mingrui was so angry that he didn't know if he was angry or laughing.
Jesus …
This wasn't just ignoring him; he didn't take what he said seriously at all.
Is there anything more ridiculous than building an experimental reactor on the Moon?
"I'll go to Guanghan City now." Standing up from the office chair, Qiu Mingrui said in an unswerving tone, "Help me book the latest flight to there!"
The student nodded quickly.
"Okay …"
"By the way, there's also this paper."
Qiu Mingrui looked at the basically completed paper on the holographic screen. He thought that he would be able to confront Lu Zhou face to face, so he didn't care about this kind of thing anymore.
He said casually, "Check the typesetting for me, then find a first-class journal in the industry to publish it. Just write your name as the first author, and put my name as the corresponding author. "
The student was taken aback for a moment, then he spoke with joy.
"Okay, teacher!"
Without caring about what his student was thinking at the moment, Qiu Mingrui cast his gaze out of the window, and a faint sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.
As if this sentence was deliberately said to someone, he squeezed this sentence out of his teeth.
"I'd like to see it.
"This time, can you still pretend not to see it?!"
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