After returning to Germany, Professor Keriber didn't stop. He immediately found the director of the Institute of Plasma Physics and explained his trip to China …
"… I met with Professor Lu in Jinling, and he showed me the latest research results of the Institute of Computational Materials. They stacked two-dimensional graphene at a special overlapping angle and prepared a superconductor with a superconducting transition temperature of 101K. "
"SG-1 material? I've read that paper, it's in the MRS Autumn Conference. "Professor Ganser Hesinger was writing at his desk. He didn't look up as he said nonchalantly," A transition temperature of 101K, nothing to be surprised about. "
Even though he was a plasma physicist and materials science wasn't his field of research, as the director of the Institute of Plasma Physics, he was responsible for controllable nuclear fusion engineering. Therefore, he still kept up with cutting-edge research progress such as superconducting materials.
A transition temperature of 101K was indeed nothing to be surprised about. After all, as far as he knew, the current research on superconducting materials in the physics community had already reached 203K. However, the prospects of this technology in the industrial field weren't big, and it was difficult for it to be used outside of the laboratory.
So far, when they were making superconducting magnets, they were still using copper oxide.
This material had many factors such as poor thermal conductivity and unstable magnetic field output. However, it was undeniable that after considering all of these factors, copper oxide was still the best choice.
"It's not just about 101K." Professor Keriber shook his head and said, "The real advantage of the SG-1 material is in its thermal conductivity. We've ignored this."
Professor Ganser Hesinger finally stopped writing and frowned. "Are you sure?"
Professor Keriber said with certainty, "I've seen it with my own eyes. I believe my eyes won't lie to me."
After Professor Hesinger heard Keriber's description, he finally had a serious expression on his face.
Superconducting magnets were the key to magnetic confinement controllable nuclear fusion technology. Whether it was the tokamak or the stellarator, they both required a larger magnetic field to constrain the plasma at hundreds of millions of degrees.
If this graphene superconductor's heat transfer performance was as amazing as Keriber said, then it would undoubtedly be the key to solving the bottleneck of controllable nuclear fusion technology.
Professor Hesinger's assistant was sitting at the desk next to him. He spun the pen in his hand and said, "What about the Helmholtz Association of Scientific Research? Without their permission, we can't unilaterally reach a transfer agreement with the Jinling Institute for Advanced Study. "
"I'll contact the Helmholtz Association of German Research Centres. Help me inform the researchers at the Institute of Plasma Physics that we need to discuss this matter."
…
Principal Xu's suggestion gave Lu Zhou an idea.
Since casting a wide net didn't work, he could only poach people in a targeted manner.
For Lu Zhou, this was not a difficult task.
He had been following up on the latest research progress in mathematics. As for which scholars had completed what work, Lu Zhou just had to look at his thesis to know.
As for physics, he did not follow the cutting-edge research closely. However, as long as he paid attention to some top reports, it would not be a problem to poach a few scholars with potential.
In terms of candidates, he mainly targeted overseas Chinese professors who were willing to return to China.
With the local talent settlement policy in Jin Ling City, on top of the original treatment, he could help these scholars get a settlement allowance ranging from 500,000 yuan to 1 million yuan. Plus, he didn't have to pay for this money himself. It was quite a good deal.
As it turned out, Principal Xu's idea was indeed good.
After receiving Lu Zhou's email, even some Chinese scholars who did not want to return to China were interested in the Nobel Prize and Fields Medal awards.
Also, the Institute for Advanced Study's treatment and research environment was not disturbed by politics. It was considered unique among the Chinese research institutes, so some people were tempted.
Lu Zhou did not know how many people he could attract, but he was sure that it would not disappoint him.
"Your place is too remote, there's not even a roadside stall for breakfast. You have to drive outside to buy it." Lu Bangguo returned home with youtiao, soup dumplings, and soy milk. He changed his shoes and walked into the house.
Just like back in Jiangling, he woke up early in the morning and went out to buy breakfast.
Xiao Tong said, "Dad, this is a villa area, there's no roadside stall."
Old Lu looked at his daughter and said, "Rich people don't eat breakfast?"
"You can get a maid to make it. If you want to eat from a roadside stall, you can get a maid to buy it." With that, Xiao Tong smiled mischievously. "Oh right, brother, do you want to hire a maid or something?"
Lu Zhou: "…"
"Why would I hire a maid? How can I let outsiders live in my own house?" Fang Mei said as she placed the breakfast Old Lu bought into a bowl. "If you really can't take care of yourself, we can just move here from Jiangling to accompany you. We can help you buy groceries and cook."
Old Lu snorted and said, "Don't spoil him like this. If we move here, don't expect to have a grandson."
When Lu Zhou was in high school, Old Lu was very satisfied with his son's hard work.
However, Lu Zhou had graduated from university, received his PhD, became a professor, won the Nobel Prize, and was about to become an academician in a few years. However, Lu Zhou's relationship was still the same. Lu Zhou seemed to be addicted to doing research. Old Lu couldn't help but feel anxious.
Even though he didn't have a throne waiting to be inherited, he couldn't let the Lu family's bloodline end in his generation.
Even if he wasn't going to get married soon, he should at least show some signs of marriage, right?
Old Lu looked at Lu Zhou, who didn't forget to bring his laptop to the dining table. He sighed and said, "It's Chinese New Year, you're still so busy."
Lu Zhou was dealing with work emails and joked, "I can't help it, the more powerful I am, the more responsibility I have."
It wasn't just the country, the entire world was waiting for his research results.
Old Lu went silent for a while and didn't mention anything about getting married. He said, "Don't make yourself too tired. Whether it's studying or working, it's not as important as your health."
Lu Zhou smiled and nodded. "Yeah, I know."
Suddenly, his phone on the table began to ring.
It was an international call. Lu Zhou picked up his phone and picked up the call.
Soon after, Professor Keriber's voice came from the other end of the phone.
"Regarding the proposal from a while ago, we have already discussed it in a meeting."
Lu Zhou: "What's your answer?"
Professor Keriber: "We think it's more beneficial for us to cooperate."
When Lu Zhou heard this long-awaited answer, a smile appeared on his face.
He didn't expect to hear such good news early in the morning.
"I'm glad to hear this answer. I wish us a happy cooperation."
You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.
Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
