No matter what, you can't sit still and wait for death. Since the equipment is not available, you can find experts in this field and use their decades of experience and knowledge to observe, and you can always find some clues.

For this reason, all the experts with some reputation in Yuzhou were invited here to set up camp and take care of food and housing. The task of this group of experts is to move small benches and sit not far away from the black mist every day, watching its changing characteristics, and then

Based on their knowledge, they summarized what the black fog is composed of and how to solve it.

Those experts' legs were numb from sitting every day, and a lot of hair fell out. They couldn't figure out what this thing was. It had never appeared on Blue Star, and there was no similar research. What should they think?

Even after the cells are exhausted, I can’t think of a reason why. Isn’t this a deliberate attempt to embarrass others?

Yan Wen lived and ate in the camp and stayed with them all the time. For the past three days, he had watched the black mist spread outwards. The camp retreated again and again, and various instruments took turns to be used. In the end, they all melted into the black mist. He was so anxious that

fire.

It was originally expected that it would take about a week for the black fog to reach the outer construction area, but now three days have passed, and there is no progress at all, and no one can calm down.

Judging from the current situation, if a solution cannot be found within four days, the withdrawal of workers is still a trivial matter. The real big problem is that the base construction must be re-selected. The food consumed by hundreds of thousands of workers in the past six months will be used up.

All the mechanical fuel was in vain.

The most important thing is, if no solution can be found and these black fogs continue to spread, who knows how many there are? What if they slowly cover Yuzhou and Blue Star?

Thinking of this, Yan Wenqi's head was pounding, and he threw the hot water bottle that the assistant had just handed him into the black mist. He only heard a sting and no movement, not even the sound of landing.

The people around him saw Yan Wen's face ashen, and no one dared to speak. They all slowed down their movements as much as possible and tried not to make any sound, for fear of angering this great god again.

After three days of contact, they discovered that the real Yan Wen did not match his modest and elegant temperament at all. Instead, he looked like a sword wrapped in a scabbard.

The simple and elegant carved scabbard makes him look modest, courteous, wise and resourceful. Only those who see him take out the scabbard will know that his other side is sharp, dangerous and can kill without blood.

The experts who had been invited were squatting on the small bench next to them, not daring to express their anger, hunching their necks like quails, for fear that Yan Wen's anger would burn them.

They are all well-known in their respective fields and have excellent academic skills. They have published papers one after another. However, at the critical moment, they are of no use at all. Let alone Yan Wen, they themselves are angry just looking at it, but they are anxious.

What's the use? Things can't be solved in a hurry.

Seeing Yan Wen's eyes looking towards them, they all wanted to retract their heads into their stomachs.

Just as Yan Wen's face became more and more ugly, and he stared at them as if he wanted to eat people, they secretly said that it was over, and they would inevitably get scolded again today.

Just when Yan Wen's lips were slightly parted, Xiang Yong rolled his eyes twice and spoke first, "I found a problem."

The people around him all looked at him, secretly thinking that this man was really brave. If he dared to speak at this time, he had better find the problem. If he couldn't explain the reason, he could bear it.

The last expert who dared to talk nonsense in front of Yan Wen is now digging a cave outside. It is not a good job because it is dirty and tiring.

"Say." Yan Wen's words were concise, just one word, but you could hear that he was trying his best to suppress his anger.

Xiang Yong quickly stood up and walked to Yan Wen, "I was one of the first people to discover the black mist. I watched helplessly as my teammates died in the black mist.

In addition, according to observations during this period, the corrosive ability of the black mist is very strong, and anything it touches will be corroded cleanly. If so, will the black mist corrode the land?

If the black fog can corrode the soil, then when the black fog has been hovering in this area for so long, has a big pit been corroded on the ground? Will it corrode all the way down, and how deep can it corrode?

If black fog does not corrode the soil, it means that a certain component in the soil can overcome the black fog. Does this mean that we can build a wall to enclose the black fog? Although it cannot completely solve the problem, it can at least prevent the spread of black fog in the short term.

, to buy more time?”

Xiang Yong's words came out, and everyone present was enlightened. During this period, they were studying how to solve the black mist and what its ingredients were, but they had not thought about these issues.

According to Xiang Yong, if the black fog corrodes the soil, how deep has it corroded over this period of time? What is the speed? Will it corrode the mantle one day and reach the magma layer? At that time, it will be very dangerous.

If the black fog does not corrode the soil, it means that the solution may be in the soil. Even if you try slowly, you can always find the ingredients to restrain the black fog and come up with a solution.

"Then why are you still standing there? Preparing for the experiment?" He didn't even care about Yan Wen's words, and someone couldn't help shouting.

Yan Wen saw them all getting excited and busy, and silently stepped aside to watch.

In fact, the experiment is very simple. Throw the soil into a place in the black mist. If the black mist corrodes the ground into a pit, then no matter how they fill it, it will not be filled.

If the black fog does not corrode the soil, when they pile the soil to a certain height, the soil will keep sliding down from the top of the soil pile until the edge of the soil pile is exposed where the black fog covers it.

The black mist was as dark as ink, and there was no visible distance. They could only use this method to test.

"Black fog spreads at a distance of one meter per hour, and our place is flat. We also use test data to pile a certain amount of soil one meter inside the black fog, and then calculate the approximate amount of soil needed based on the volume of the pile.

How much soil can slide freely into a mound with a radius of one meter and a diameter of two meters?

If the edge of the soil pile can be exposed from the black fog after the soil is piled up, it means that the black fog will not corrode the soil. If it cannot be exposed, it means that it will be corroded."

Xiang Yong sorted out the rough data and plans, and everyone started working enthusiastically.

Digging, piling, and recording data. No one was idle anyway. Yan Wen stood by with a dark face and watched. He wanted to see the experimental results in person.

With him watching, those people didn't dare to complain about being tired or cold. They worked hard, digging truckloads of soil and piling them into the black mist. They were just piled up. Everyone present
Chapter completed!