Inside the reception room of the space shuttle assembly center.
A white-haired old man sat upright on the sofa. Although he was already over eighty years old, there was still a faint sharpness between his brows.
In addition to this old man, there were two other slightly younger researchers sitting next to him. Even though their auras were slightly inferior to the old man's, they were still very different from normal research institutes.
Therefore, even without an introduction, Lu Zhou recognized Zhang Jianrong at a glance when he walked into the reception room.
Almost at the same time, he remembered where he had heard of this old man.
He remembered that during a dinner conversation, Academician Wang Zengguang from the China National Nuclear Corporation was talking about the nuclear power research and development project between the China National Nuclear Corporation and the Navy Equipment Research Institute. Academician Wang Zengguang told him about Zhang Jianrong.
Back then, during the most turbulent period in China, the old man and 29 other experts from all walks of life were ordered to complete the first generation of nuclear-powered submarines in the vast inland Yangzonghai Lake. What was even more legendary was that the only information they had was two blurry photos of nuclear submarines and a children's model aircraft toy brought back from the United States …
Even now, this story was still talked about enthusiastically by people.
Lu Zhou looked at Academician Zhang, who got up from the sofa. He smiled and reached out his hand.
"Hello, Academician Zhang, I've heard a lot about you!"
"Hello, hello." Academician Zhang Jianrong smiled and shook Lu Zhou's hand. He then walked up and said in a friendly tone, "I've heard a lot about you, but I've heard a lot about Professor Lu. Haizhou's Tian Wan's words had ignited the hope and passion in the hearts of countless Chinese children. Even though I wasn't there at the time, even though I was separated by a screen, I still felt a surge of emotions when I saw it! "
In addition to being an academician, the old man also had the rank of a rear admiral. However, he wasn't arrogant. Instead, he was humble, which made it easy for people to like him.
"You're flattering me." Lu Zhou smiled modestly and said, "Why did you come all the way from Beijing?"
"Exactly." Academician Zhang Jianrong nodded and said, "I read the information on the miniaturization of controllable fusion technology for a long time yesterday. I also discussed it with my two assistants for a long time, but I still don't have much of an idea … No one has ever mentioned using ultrasound to generate electricity."
The miniaturization of controllable fusion technology had always been one of the key projects of the Naval Equipment Research Institute's Ship Power Laboratory. Prior to this, he had been working with the China National Nuclear Corporation to study how to reduce the size of the Pangu reactor.
However, the progress of this project was not optimistic, at least until now, there was no breakthrough.
However, there was no progress in miniaturizing the Pangu reactor. On the other hand, Lu Zhou had found another way to create sound fusion.
After a pause, the old man continued in a solemn tone.
"Learning doesn't matter before or after. Those who are more capable are the teachers. Professor Lu, please enlighten me."
Lu Zhou was a little embarrassed that the old academician was being so polite.
"I don't deserve to be called a teacher, but if there's anything I can help with, please feel free to ask."
When the old man heard Lu Zhou, he took out a hardcover notebook from his pocket and handed it to Lu Zhou.
"These are some of the problems I found while researching the information. I hope Professor Lu can answer them for me."
Lu Zhou took the notebook from the old man's hand and began to read it carefully.
Time quickly passed by.
After around ten minutes, Lu Zhou flipped to the last page of the notebook and suddenly closed the notebook in his hand.
"How about this." Lu Zhou looked at the old man and smiled. He then gave the notebook back to him and said, "Seeing is believing. No matter how much I say, I'm just an armchair strategist. Before I answer your question, I might as well take you to see what that thing looks like. "
When the three people sitting in the reception room heard Lu Zhou's proposal, they were all stunned.
Especially the two researchers; there was a look of surprise in their eyes.
When Lu Zhou saw their expressions, he had a knowing look on his face.
Just like he expected, the people at the Naval Equipment Research Institute didn't trust this technology, or rather, they didn't believe that Lu Zhou had actually completed the miniaturization of controllable fusion.
Even though Academician Zhang didn't think this way, Lu Zhou could see the distrust in the eyes of the two researchers next to the old man.
Of course, this distrust wasn't directed at Lu Zhou himself; it was only directed at the theory he proposed.
Even though Lu Zhou was a Nobel Prize laureate and a recipient of the Ling Yun Medal, the concept of sound fusion was too futuristic.
Especially since cold fusion didn't have a good reputation. In the 1980s, many countries suffered because of this technology, and China was no exception. Therefore, when cold fusion was mentioned, everyone instinctively thought it was a scam.
In fact, this was indeed the case. Almost all of the research institutions and individuals that hyped up this concept were using something that could barely be considered as evidence to scam funding. But to say that it was impossible to realize would be guilty of "presupposition."
This wasn't a problem when interacting with people, but in scientific research, one shouldn't prejudge one's position.
After all, from the perspective of time, everything that seemed unrealistic two hundred years ago had basically been realized by now. In fact, it was even more exaggerated than what they had imagined …
In a sense, sound fusion wasn't in the category of cold fusion. After all, the instantaneous peak temperature of the bubble in the cavity had exceeded the temperature of the sun's core, so it didn't seem cold at all. However, compared to the entire reactor, the nuclear core device, which operated at a temperature of 1000-1300 degrees Celsius, was much cooler than the Pangu reactor, which was hundreds of millions of degrees Celsius.
Therefore, after seeing the experimental data on this fusion machine, almost no one in the Naval Equipment Research Institute's Ship Power Laboratory believed that this thing was real.
Academician Zhang Jianrong looked at Lu Zhou in surprise and said, "That fusion machine … is here?"
Lu Zhou took out his phone and smiled.
"Of course the prototype of the experimental reactor isn't here, but we have a more powerful guy here."
The researcher sitting next to Academician Zhang Jianrong frowned.
"A more powerful guy?"
Lu Zhou nodded.
"Yeah, come with me, and you'll see."
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