Chapter 384: Invisible bullet (three / three)

On the day of the experiment, heavy clouds were pressing over the high-level town of Princeton, as if a heavy rain was brewing.
Stepping on the point to the pppl laboratory, walking on the ground in the corridor, I suddenly felt that this road was a bit strange.
It's as if you are not on your way to the laboratory, but on your way to the hospital delivery room ...
After careful consideration, Lu Zhou felt that there was nothing wrong with this description.
For this project, or just for such a vain possibility, the engineers and researchers of the entire "he-3" project team have struggled countless days and nights.
Including himself, he has no idea how much energy has been devoted to this project.
It is no exaggeration to say that the "he-3 atom probe" technology is his child.
Came along the corridor to the door of the control room, Lu Zhou pushed the door and walked towards the room.
The layout of the room is messy, and the wires are chaotically tangled and with several plastic ropes. Especially for computers used to control the electromagnetic field of the atomic gun, the motherboard and wires are exposed.
After all, it was something cobbled together in a hurry.
The engineers here can only ensure that there are no faults, and that they will not applaud those who visit here.
Looking around at the people in the control room, Lu Zhou soon saw Professor Lazelsson.
However, besides Professor Lazelsson, a strange man stood beside him.
He noticed Lu Zhou coming this way, and the man held out his right hand expressionlessly.
"Hello, Mr. Lu Zhou."
He also found Lu Zhou, and Professor Lazersson introduced him to his top boss with a wink.
"This is the director of the pppl laboratory, Professor Terry Brogg."
Looking at the man by accident, Lu Zhou shook his hand.
"Hello there."
Lu Zhou has heard of this Terry Broger.
Probably last year, Professor Stewart Prager, former director of pppl, caused US $ 438 million in losses to the US Department of Energy because of an nstx-u equipment failure. He succeeded the director of pppl laboratory and the head of fusion energy science (fes), and carried the banner of future energy.
After taking over, the first thing he did was to clean up the mess left by his predecessor and strengthen the management of scientific research funds.
Those seemingly impractical projects were cut off decisively. If the "he-3" project team did not show enough potential, this knife would probably fall on them ...
Thinking of this, Lu Zhou suddenly secretly guessed why this guy was here.
Looking at the landing boat, Professor Brog cleared his throat and said blankly.
"First of all, congratulations on your success."
Lu Zhou: "Thank you."
"Don't rush to thank me, I didn't help, and what I'm going to say next is not a good thing," Professor Brog continued without expression, "if this experiment still fails In that case, I hope to suspend the project. The pppl researchers are not your personal employees. We cannot waste time on projects without potential. "
Lu Zhou's eyebrows frowned slightly: "Even if I am willing to pay?"
Staring at the landing boat, Professor Brog said unmoved, "Yes."
Seeing that the atmosphere between the two was a bit wrong.
Professor Lazelsson, who realized this, gave a cough, and quickly came up to the round, and pulled Lu Zhou aside.
Looking at Professor Lazellsson, Lu Zhou frowned and asked, "What exactly does he mean?"
"Perhaps ..." Professor Lazelsson hesitated and said in an uncertain tone. "He was eyeing four million dollars on the scientific account ..."
Although you don't want to guess your boss like that, it is obviously the case.
"Four million?" Lu Zhou froze slightly, but his focus was a little different from Professor Lazersson. "Why is there four million left?"
Hearing this sentence, Professor Razelsong was almost taken aback.
Four million left?
How do you listen to your tone a little bit dissatisfied?
"Ten ten million is the price I casually quoted. In fact, Brookhaven National Laboratory has a good relationship with us. They can't find a more suitable buyer for the old equipment that has been eliminated. We only spent more than $ 7 million on the account ... "
Speaking of which, Professor Lazelsson's eyes dodged a little, "The problem is not here, but the remaining funds in our scientific research account. You know, although our days seem to be comfortable, but the nuclear controllable Fusion, a technology that invests in the future, is difficult to see commercialization in the short term, and the Budget Committee of Congress has been asking us for trouble ... "
"What does this have to do with me?" Lu Zhou said with a headache.
Professor Lazelsson is serious: "Of course it matters. If we cut off our project, this money can be moved to more potential projects."
Lu Zhou froze slightly, and couldn't help but whisper in his heart.
"Can this still happen?"
"Who thought you were making money so fast," Professor Lazersson ducked aside and gave a cough. "If we signed an agreement at that time, the purpose of this donation would be clear. We're more favorable ... but it doesn't make sense to say this now, we just need to succeed. "
This funding is naturally inactive on the scientific research account of the "he-3" project team, but as long as the project team itself is cut off. This is unethical, but it is also part of procedural justice.
But, as Professor Lazersson said, it doesn't make sense to discuss it now.
If their project is unable to produce results, even if there is no balance of the four million US dollars in research funding, Professor Brogge will find a way to cut off the project.
After all, the pppl laboratory has many more potential projects in progress, and it is impossible to waste research resources on a project without potential, even if it does not need to bear the funding of this project.
As the person in charge here, he must consider the issue from a holistic perspective.
So, for the "he-3" project team, they need a victory to prove themselves!
...
With Lu Zhou's presence, after a brief meeting, Professor Lazersson announced the official start of the experiment.
Working in their respective positions, everyone held their breath.
Fear of disturbing the plasma in the vacuum chamber and the upcoming helium 3 particles.
When everything was ready, Professor Lazersson did not speak, but just cast his eyes on Lu Zhou.
Lu Zhou also did not speak, but raised his thumb in silence.
Realizing what he meant, Professor Razelsson took a deep breath and reached out and pressed the button.
All work is done.
leftover……
There is only prayer left.
The liquid helium passing through the gate gradually soaked the wire, and the conductor in the ultra-low temperature environment gradually approached the critical temperature of superconductivity.
The moment the temperature of the magnetic track reaches the critical temperature of superconductivity, the current through the superconducting coil starts to rise sharply, which is the initial velocity for the helium 3 atoms swirling in the orbit.
At the moment when the No. 1 signal light was on, the speed of the helium 3 atom was raised to the limit, and at the same time, the "atomic gun" also completed its loading.
Everything is just like a bullet loaded in a clear cut.
Professor Lazelsson cast his eyes at Lu Zhou.
In the silent communication, Lu Zhou nodded.
This time, it was him.
Taking a deep breath, Lu Zhou walked to the computer and pressed this second and last button.
Just as the trigger was pulled, the helium 3 atom moving outside the orbit suddenly broke away from the acceleration orbit and moved to the launch orbit tangent to the acceleration orbit.
No sound.
Nothing can be seen.
However, the moment the helium 3 was fired by the atomic gun, the helium 3 atom, which had been accelerated to the limit, was like a vented bullet, carrying a huge amount of energy and crashing into the hot plasma.
The electromagnetic signal ~ EbookFREE.me ~ collected on the detector has a layer of jittering ripples.
Everything just happened in a flash, but it was as long as a century.
At this moment, whether it was Lu Zhou, Professor Lazselsson and other researchers in the laboratory, or Professor Brog, the director of pppl's laboratory, his breath stopped for half a second without exception.
It was also at the same instant that the helium 3 nucleus, which penetrated the plasma, silently hit the target material ...
The faint fluctuation was quickly captured by the probe behind the target material, and the impact data was fed back into the laboratory computer screen.
Time seemed to freeze in this second.
The next second, boiling cheers erupted in the laboratory.
Professor Lazersson threw his hat into the sky fiercely, cheering with his fists waving with excitement that was not his age.
"We succeeded! We succeeded!"