Half a month passed quietly, and Zhaicheng Space Center has immigrated three batches of nearly 6,000 people to the lunar city.

The transformation of the Fuxi anti-gravity spacecraft's survival system has also been completed and will be activated during the next immigration.

At the same time, new anti-gravity spacecraft are also being built.

Compared with the calm and orderly nature of Zhaicheng Space Center, the outside world seems much noisy.

The hot discussions in the whole world did not gradually subside with the success of Zhaicheng Zaiyue, but continued to boil with the progress of the Zhaicheng Space Center's immigration plan to the Moon Palace.

When the elder issued that announcement, it pushed public opinion to a new peak.

"Ah, I'm a lemon. I have applied for the Moon Palace travel qualification. When will it be my turn?"

"The Emperor of Ou laughed out loud, and the African Chief shed tears, whimper..."

"Let's wait. I just applied for travel qualification. I looked at my serial number, and it was about 50 million people to go back."

"Fifty million... I will work hard to maintain my health to see if I can live until then."

"Ah? Is this what you said? I seem to have drawn it. Cute.jpg"

...

Zhaicheng Space Center, top floor lounge.

Compared to the hustle and bustle outside, the lounge seemed very quiet at the moment, with only the sound of the pen nib passing through the paper from time to time.

"Brush..."

Zhang Zhai frowned, and his hand holding the pen quickly wrote on the manuscript.

"It's almost... it's always a little bit." Zhang Zhai murmured to himself, and the sweat on his hair dripped down his hair onto the manuscript paper.

Zhang Zhai was extremist in his brain power, trying to capture that little bit of unclear inspiration.

Try to deduce again and again, then fail again and again.

Three hours ago, the controlled nuclear fusion theoretical model he built was simulated by a quantum computer and suddenly turned off after ignition for 5,000 microseconds, and the entire stable model collapsed instantly.

At this moment, the absorption mastery of 89% stuck on the system interface also proves that there is indeed a problem at a certain key point.

"Pu"

Suddenly, Zhang Zhai paused his hand, and he did not continue to deduce and calculate. He threw the pen aside, lay back, leaned on the back of the chair, and closed his eyes.

Now this method cannot find the key to the problem.

He plans to start over!

Every deduction process and every conjecture from the beginning to the present will be re-verified. If necessary, he intends to abandon the deduction results of the past half month and do it again.

In an instant, countless thoughts emerged, countless data, countless formulas, and countless models churned in Zhang Zhai's mind.

Zhang Zhai carried out several deduction processes at the same time, maintaining the limit operations with extreme thinking, sweat kept falling, and it became faster and faster as time passed.

The more you go to all the deduction processes, the more complicated the data appear, the more divergent the ideas, and the more complicated the logical deduction becomes.

This kind of high-intensity thinking and deduction quickly consumes Zhang Zhai's energy and physical strength.

Zhang Zhai's face turned red due to congestion, and his whole brain felt a little swelling.

I stretched out my hand and rubbed my temples, and my brain still maintained my limits of thinking.

Zhang Zhai had a very clear feeling that he was about to capture the answer to the question.

...

As time goes by, the deduction process has been overturned again, the wrong ideas have been eliminated one by one, and the fog that blocks the inspiration in my mind is quickly dissipating!

Finally, three hours later!

Zhang Zhai opened his blood-covered eyes, pushed the manuscript paper beside the table and directly overturned it, and quickly found a manuscript paper from it.

Looking at a formula on the second line of the manuscript paper, Zhang Zhai showed a smile on his face.

"I see……"

Without hesitation, Zhang Zhai picked up a pen to cross out the formula and all the deduction process below it, and rewrite a brand new formula in the blank space of the manuscript paper.

After looking at this formula full of special symbols, Zhang Zhai put the manuscript paper aside, pulled a stack of brand new manuscript paper, and continued to write quickly.

One hour later.

Zhang Zhai picked up the three-page manuscript paper in his hand, looked at the formula with a very mathematical aesthetic written on it, and showed a smile on his face.

Replacing words with symbols, the formula on these three pages is the theoretical core of controlled nuclear fusion and the solution to the most critical problem of controlled nuclear fusion.

Looking at the concise and perfect formulas of these three pages, Zhang Zhai breathed a sigh of relief and leaned against the seat a little limply.

Hours of extreme thinking and deduction brought great burden to his brain and body, and also caused great physical and mental consumption.

"Dabai, go and get me some food."

"Okay, sir." Dabai, who was in the corner of the wall, heard Zhang Zhai's voice, instantly came out of the box and walked out of the lounge with his short legs.

...

Half an hour later, Zhang Zhai, who had recovered some physical strength, began to build a theoretical model of controlled nuclear fusion. Countless formulas and data appeared on paper, and then scanned from a1 to a quantum computer.

Time passes slowly, and when the sun begins to slant westward, the theoretical model of controlled nuclear fusion is finally constructed, and key data is input to the quantum computer.

"Father, the data input is completed, will the calculation simulation start?"

"Let's start." Zhang Zhai said with a calm expression.

This is already a perfect controlled nuclear fusion model, and it is the only answer in many fields such as mathematics and physics.

If the simulation results are still failures, it cannot indicate that there is a problem with the theoretical model, but it can only indicate that with current technology, it is impossible to create controllable nuclear fusion.

And the facts are indeed as Zhang Zhai expected.

Looking at the data constantly refreshing on the holographic screen, watching the changes in various physical quantities over time.

The picture of controlled nuclear fusion ignition successfully and stable operation appeared in Zhang Zhai's mind.

Half an hour later, the quantum computer stopped simulation, and the theoretical model of controlled nuclear fusion was declared successful.

"Ding, controllable nuclear fusion (residual) has been absorbed and mastered by 90%"

The system prompt appears at the right time. Looking at the system interface, Zhang Zhai smiled knowingly.

Just as I was about to speak, the sound of a1 suddenly rang out.

"Father, the elder has taken off the anti-gravity spacecraft of the fourth batch of Moon Palace immigrants."

Zhang Zhai raised his head and looked out the window. He happened to see that Houyi and Fuxi had left the ground and began to accelerate the liftoff.

After a very short time, the Houyi and Fuxi disappeared into sight.

Zhang Zhai smiled and said nothing more.

He turned around and said to a1: "a1, help me notify Academician Gan and Professor Hu, I'm ready..."

After a slight pause, Zhang Zhai looked at the sky outside the window.

"Start construction of controlled nuclear fusion devices."

"Okay, father."

...

Just after leaving the atmosphere and still in the acceleration stage, the elder and Academician Gan were fixed on the adjacent fixed seats by protective belts.

The elder looked at the outside of the cabin on the holographic screen and said to Academician Gan with a smile:

"Who do you think is more important to the entire human civilization? Xiao Zhai or me?"

"No one is important and no one is important, it's just that the division of labor is different."

The elder shook his head and smiled.

"I think Xiao Zhai is much more important."

"Since anyone as important as Xiao Zhai can go to the Moon Palace, what can I not go? If I don't broaden my horizons and change my ideas, I'm afraid I'll leave the times."

Academician Gan smiled and said nothing.

At first, he strongly opposed the elders taking Houyi to the Moon Palace. Just as he opposed Zhang Zhai's landing on the moon, he wasted precious immigration quotas and needed additional resources to add additional protection measures until... the above said he was willing to give money.

"From this perspective, the earth is really small..."

Academician Gan was about to speak when he heard the sound, but suddenly his face changed and then he laughed.

He received a message from Zhang Zhai.
Chapter completed!