Spark

I have to say that although Isaac looks unreliable, he is absolutely impeccable academically.

I chatted with him for two hours. Although no specific parameters and details were involved, the ideas he provided also benefited Chen Nian a lot.

When saying goodbye, Isaac also earnestly asked Chen Nian:

"Dr. Chen, you are a rare genius I have ever seen. Your ideas are very advanced and very forward-looking."

"Of course, your theoretical foundation is still too weak now."

"We must cooperate well—I believe that after our joint efforts, we will definitely promote the further development of high-pressure physics and finally win the crown."

Hearing his words, Chen Nian also nodded solemnly.

But in his heart, he secretly found it funny.

Cooperate well? work together?

Doesn't seem to be particularly needed.

As a sheep, it’s enough to grow its wool well and let me squeeze it. Has anyone ever seen a sheep and its owner sitting at the same table to eat?

Of course, he would never say such things in front of Isaac.

He also counted on the other party to work hard to bring him more inspiration.

Although "inspiration" cannot directly reduce the source of technical analysis, it can provide Chen Nian with a strong enough reference direction.

Using this direction, Chen Nian can constantly use the system analysis function to try and make mistakes, and through the "bugs" he found, he can come up with a set of the most reliable technical route with the least source consumption.

At that time, we will analyze this route again, and the overall source consumption will be greatly reduced.

If you can save, you can save—although I now have more than 390 points of source points in my hand, which exceeds the demand of 340 points for the metal hydrogen laboratory method in the system, but in fact, it can be said that from the laboratory to the industrialization, it can be said that A never-ending pit, no amount of source points is enough.

Therefore, every time Isaac saves Chen Nian a little more, he will have more resources to invest in various technical fields.

From this point of view, although he did not intend to do so, in fact, he can be regarded as contributing to the great unity of the world.

Thinking of this, Chen Nian couldn't help showing a smile.

For the first time, he felt the charm of "employing people".

A very bad-looking, high-stakes character can also be used to great effect if used properly.

No wonder there are so many things about how to control people, such as emperor's mind technique, thick black science, and mind-duty technique.

Those people probably also tasted the sweetness, so their thoughts gradually shifted to this.

——

Of course, although Chen Nian felt somewhat interesting about this, he absolutely had no intention of going this way.

Because he knows very well that the so-called "fighting with others" has only one result in the end:

That is endless internal friction and significant loss of efficiency.

Therefore, not only did he not intend to take this path himself, he also did not allow other people within his sphere of influence to go.

The transformation of NPU is a typical example, and the facts show that after the transformation by the Xinghuo team, the school has significantly improved in terms of style of study, academic atmosphere, and academic achievements.

The so-called "weakening of the level of ideological education" has not reduced the patriotic enthusiasm of the students.

On the contrary, looking at the emerging scientific research results, they are more confident in their alma mater and their motherland.

In the final analysis, engaging in "rule of man" and playing tricks on people will not go far after all.

Doing real things is the only way out.

Thinking of this, Chen Nian took a deep breath.

It has to be said that for a long time, Huaxia has also taken a detour, but the current situation is slowly improving.

He believes that it will get better and better in the future.

After returning to his office, he immediately turned on the system and began to import the previously obtained ideas into the system, making trial and error one by one.

Compared with the specific technologies that have been done before, such as hot isostatic pressing machines, such as single crystal furnaces, the difficulty of trial and error work this time can be said to be exponentially improved.

For example, the number of analytical source points required to set up the "Metal Hydrogen Large-scale Mass Production Process" alone is 1690 points.

Although the number of source points required to set up the "Metal Hydrogen Mass Production Process under Electrochemical-Physical Fusion Technology" has changed, it has only decreased from 1690 to 1660.

A drop of 30 points really won't bring about any substantial changes.

It must be further refined to the extent of "using triatomic hydrogen as an intermediate product and using electrochemical-physical fusion technology to mass-produce metal hydrogen", so that the number of sources will have a relatively significant decline.

But this "significant" is actually only 120 points.

Chen Nian's goal is still far away, and there are still many things to do.

The next step is to form a team first.

Chen Nian glanced at the time, it was exactly 11:50, ten minutes before the end of get off work time, so he ran to Chen Guo's office and found Chen Guo who was sorting out the spark quarterly budget report.

"Professor Chen, are you busy?"

Chen Guo looked up to see Chen Nian, smiled and shook her head and said:

"You really know how to pick your time. It's 12 o'clock soon, and you won't be able to eat the healthy meal prepared for you by the cafeteria after a while."

"Why, on purpose, right? Healthy meals are so unpalatable?"

Chen Nian chuckled, this time he really didn't think so, but usually he did what Chen Guo said, using various methods to avoid the so-called "healthy meals", and then went outside to eat messy snacks.

Regarding this, both Chen Guo and the staff of the logistics team felt very helpless, but it was not mandatory after all, and they had nothing to do with Chen Nian.

"No, no, this time something really happened. Didn't I talk to Isaac today? I'm going to build a metal hydrogen team."

Hearing this, Chen Guo nodded slightly, and while beckoning Chen Nian to sit down, she took out the materials from the cabinet and handed them to Chen Nian.

"The personnel are ready for you and can be activated at any time."

"In addition, there is a part of redundancy in the budget I made, which was removed from other projects, and the amount is about 13 billion."

"This money can be used as funding for the metal hydrogen project."

"But there's no more -- you didn't set a budget plan for the metal hydrogen project at the beginning of this year, and we couldn't improvise the budget."

"If you really want more money, you can only change the budget."

"That's not necessary."

Chen Nian quickly answered.

He wasn't displeased with Chen Guo's answer.

If an organization wants to operate for a long time, it must have a complete set of rules and must abide by the rules.

It would be really dangerous if Chen Guo immediately mobilized a large amount of resources for herself with a single word.

"13 billion is enough—I won't need that much this year, 3 billion is enough. I just want a small amount of pre-research work."

"Then there is no problem. You are familiar with the personnel. I will arrange an executive secretary at that time, and the labor union can start tomorrow."

"no problem."

Chen Nian nodded in satisfaction, but after a while, he suddenly spoke again:

"Is there still 10 billion left? Can you add more projects?"

"Yes, where can I use it?"

Chen Guo didn't ask what the project was, because he knew that as long as Chen Nian wanted to do it, it must be necessary.

A mysterious smile appeared on Chen Nian's face, and then he replied:

"The aircraft carrier is about to launch, our big black fish should also be updated"

On the other side, across the ocean.

It can be said that life in Houston is not easy.

Because in fact, he intends to use this matter as a bargaining chip through cooperation with the Revolutionary Front organization to achieve his "negotiation" goal.

But no one expected that the opponent actually solved the problem by himself.

Although such a result is not enough to affect the overall situation, it is indeed an extremely bad omen.

Houston is very skeptical. If his side really wins Khartoum this time, if the sky in Sudan really changes, will his side's layout in Africa really be implemented smoothly?

This question kept lingering in his mind, but he didn't dare to communicate with anyone.

Because, in front of everyone else, he always maintains a confident attitude.

And the reason is very simple:

As long as you have confidence, even if the mission fails, you can push it to execution, to force majeure, or even to the Chinese people.

But if I have any hesitation or lack of self-confidence, it must be me who will cause a big accident.

Under such pressure, Houston became more and more anxious.

His few hairs fell out one by one, and his voice became extremely hoarse due to excessive smoking.

The only thing he hopes now is that the Revolutionary Front can take down Khartoum as soon as possible, so as to bring some good news to himself and the country.

Houston let out a long sigh and subconsciously took another puff of his cigarette, which made him cough violently.

Seeing this, the assistant on the side hurriedly handed him a glass of warm water, and Houston swallowed the water after several times.

After a short break, he asked:

"How is the situation in Khartoum? Why can't you enter the city yet?"

According to the information he received before, all the main roads in Khartoum have been lost, and the main bridges have also been occupied.

Under such circumstances, even a few thousand pigs can swarm into the city, right?

However, the reality is that the Revolutionary Front organization just stopped outside the city to confront the authorities. Although there were exchanges of fire every day, the territories of both sides remained relatively stable.

Hearing Houston's question, the assistant answered while rummaging through the information:

"We have already contacted the turret. According to them, the current combat effectiveness of the Revolutionary Front is not enough to attack Khartoum."

"Now the city of Khartoum has gathered the most powerful combat force of the official army. They have all kinds of heavy firepower, including helicopters."

"If you enter rashly, once you get caught up in street fighting, I'm afraid the Revolutionary Front will be wiped out."

"How can it be??"

Houston was shocked and asked in disbelief:

"How weak are their combat effectiveness? According to the previous battle report, didn't the several main roads be taken smoothly?"

"...that's what we took."

The assistant replied helplessly.

In fact, this news had already been reported to Houston. It was not the Revolutionary Front armed forces that actually won the bridge battles, but some "mercenaries" armed with advanced equipment mixed in.

But for some reason, Houston ignored this most crucial piece of information.

He probably thought that after a year of guidance and training, the Revolutionary Front could really take the lead.

"...so we can't go ahead and take Khartoum?"

As soon as the words came out, it was the assistant's turn to turn pale with shock.

He never imagined that Houston could ask such an extremely stupid question.

Continue to take Khartoum?

Are you really desperate?

It is one thing to covertly support armed groups, but quite another to blatantly help armed groups fight against the official army.

"...We can't do that. Peripheral assistance is not the same as being directly involved in a firefight. After entering Khartoum, we may well be recognized."

"At that time, we will have no way to explain it, and we will be passive internationally."

"Isn't it enough to officially define it as illegal? You know what I mean, the Bashir government already has various problems. Isn't it difficult?"

There was an impatient expression on Houston's face, and then he continued:

"We can't wait anymore. Hamidi is a complete waste. He has ambitions but no ability."

"We have to go out on our own, we've come to this point anyway"

"but."

The assistant wanted to interrupt Houston, but the latter continued in an unquestionable tone:

"No but!"

"Our shoes are already wet, and if we pull out now, what we will get is a pair of shoes that have been ruined!"

"We have to go all the way into the water and wet our pants to get the gold out of the water!"

"Listen to me, just do it!"

"This matter falls within our jurisdiction, even if it is a turret, there is no way to directly veto it."

"This is the last chance!"

"I have prepared the bullets. If it fails again, I will be directly responsible for it!"

Seeing Houston's frantic expression, the assistant wanted to say something more, but he finally swallowed the words.

He sighed heavily, and couldn't help but think of Houston's predecessor.

That person's ending was also a bullet.

And now, if Houston's plan is actually carried out.

Its bullets will soon catch up with him.