Chapter 674

The reception room of the Space Shuttle Assembly Center.

A white-haired old man sat upright on the sofa. Although he was over eighty years old, there was still a faint sharpness in his brows.

In addition to the old man, there were two other younger researchers sitting next to him. Although their aura was slightly inferior to that of the old man, they were also very different from the researchers in general research institutes.

Therefore, even if no one introduced him, Lu Zhou, who had just entered the reception room, recognized the old gentleman as Zhang Jianrong at a glance.

Almost at the same time, he probably remembered where he had heard of this old gentleman.

I still remember that in an after-dinner chat, Academician Wang Zengguang of the Nuclear Industry Group talked about the joint research and development project of nuclear power between the Nuclear Industry Group and the Naval Equipment Research Institute, and he casually talked about the deeds of this great man.

At the time when the domestic environment was the most turbulent, the old man and 29 experts from all walks of life were ordered to complete the first-generation nuclear-powered submarine by the smoky Yangzonghai Lake, which was deep inland. What is even more legendary is that the only information they had at that time was just two fuzzy photos of nuclear submarines and a children's airplane model toy brought back from the United States...

Even now, the story is still talked about.

Looking at Academician Zhang who got up from the sofa, Lu Zhou smiled and stretched out his right hand.

"Hello, Academician Zhang, I have heard of your name for a long time!"

"Hello, hello," said Academician Zhang Jianrong, who greeted Lu Zhou with a smile and shook his right hand. I don't know how many Chinese children's hopes and enthusiasms have been ignited by the sound of ignition. Even though I was not there at the time, I was watching through a screen, and my heart was surging!"

In addition to his status as an academician, the old man also has the rank of rear admiral, but he doesn't have too much arrogance. Instead, he treats people with humility, which is easy to make people like him.

"You have won the prize," Lu Zhou smiled modestly and continued, "I don't know if you have come here from Shangjing this time, is there something to do?"

"Exactly," Academician Zhang Jianrong nodded, and continued, "I read the information on the controllable fusion miniaturization technology after I got it yesterday, and discussed it with my two assistants for a long time, but I still don't have much idea about the whole design idea... No one has ever mentioned to us before that ultrasonic waves can be used to ignite and generate electricity."

The miniaturization of controllable fusion technology has always been one of the key projects of the Ship Power Laboratory of the Naval Equipment Research Institute. Before that, he had been cooperating with the nuclear industry group to study how to reduce the volume of the Pangu reactor and put it on the ship. .

However, the progress of this project is not optimistic, at least until now there is no breakthrough.

As a result, there is no progress in the miniaturization of Pangudui, but Lu Zhou has found a new way to create sound fusion.

After a pause, the old gentleman continued to speak in a solemn tone.

"There is no learning before and after, and those who have mastered it are teachers. I hope that Professor Lu will not hesitate to teach you."

The old academician was so polite that Lu Zhou felt a little embarrassed.

"I don't dare to take the word teacher, but if there is anything I can help, please feel free to mention it."

Hearing Lu Zhou's words, the old gentleman stopped being polite, took out a hardcover notebook from his pocket, and handed it to Lu Zhou.

"These are some questions I found when I was researching those materials, and I hope Professor Lu can answer them for me."

After taking the notebook from the old gentleman, Lu Zhou opened it and looked at it carefully.

Time passed by every minute and every second.

About ten minutes later, Lu Zhou, who turned the notebook to the last page, suddenly closed the hardcover notebook in his hand.

"Well," Lu Zhou looked at the old man with a smile, and returned the notebook to him, "Seeing is better than hearing a hundred times. No matter how much I say here, it's just on paper. Before answering your question, I might as well first Let me show you what that thing looks like."

Hearing Lu Zhou's proposal, the three people sitting in the reception room were all stunned for a while.

Especially those two researchers, there was a deep surprise in their eyes.

Taking a panoramic view of their expressions, Lu Zhou had such an expression on his face.

As he expected, the people at the Naval Equipment Research Institute did not trust this technology, or that he had really completed the miniaturization of controlled fusion.

Although Academician Zhang may not have thought this way, and came here with the idea of ​​humbly asking for advice, Lu Zhou who stepped into this reception room earlier saw obvious distrust in the eyes of the two researchers next to the old gentleman, or Say skeptical.

Of course, this distrust is not aimed at himself, but only at the theory he put forward.

Even though he is a Nobel Prize winner and recipient of the Lingyun Medal, the concept of sound fusion is too avant-garde.

In particular, cold fusion has a bad reputation. In the 1980s, many countries suffered from "ignorance" because of this thing, and Huaguo was the same. As a result, when cold fusion is mentioned now, everyone instinctively thinks it is a lie.

And in fact, it is true. Almost the vast majority of research institutions or individuals who hype this concept are defrauding funds with something that can barely be called a sign. However, if one asserts that it is impossible to realize this thing because of this, it would be a mistake of "presupposed position".

This is fine when dealing with people, but presupposing positions in scientific research is absolutely out of the question.

After all, standing at the height of time, all fantasies that seemed unrealistic two hundred years ago have basically been realized by now, even more exaggerated than imagined...

In a sense, acoustic fusion is not a category of cold fusion. After all, the peak instantaneous temperature of the bubbles in the cavity has surpassed the core temperature of the sun. No matter how you look at it, it doesn't quite match the word cold. It's just that compared to the entire reactor, the core device operating at 1000-1300 degrees Celsius as a whole is already considered cool compared to the high temperature of the Pangu reactor at hundreds of millions of degrees.

Therefore, after seeing the experimental data about this fusion device, few people in the Ship Power Laboratory of the Naval Equipment Research Institute believed that this thing was real.

"That fusion device...is here?" Academician Zhang Jianrong looked at Lu Zhou in surprise and said.

Lu Zhou took out his phone and looked at it, then smiled.

"Of course the prototype of the experimental reactor is not here, but we have more powerful guys here."

The researcher sitting next to Academician Zhang Jianrong frowned slightly.

"A more powerful guy?"

Lu Zhou nodded.

"Well, come with me, and you will know."