Monster Factory

Try it!

Casvole eagerly ordered the team to enter the temperature detection phase.

“Confirm!”

5% … 20% …… 55% …

As they carry laptops, the progress bars go to 100 percent.

In the otherwise quiet computer room, suddenly a low fan running sound sounded.

A neatly arranged black server cabinet with all green LED working lights illuminated instantly.

Meanwhile, all blade server units in the motherboard control chip are also written to the processor overfrequency instruction and enter the virtual system for floating point calculation.

“Buzz, buzz, buzz.”

Like thousands of miniaturized sports cars, suddenly stepped on the throttle.

All server fans in the computer room immediately rise to maximum rotational speed.

Room temperature 15 degrees.

Server Temperature:

17 degrees…

18 degrees…

20 degrees……

In less than forty seconds, the overall temperature of the server went up to the old man's mouth, and the cooling system needed to intervene.

Caswell listens carefully with his ears open and the cooling system works with obvious noise, but he can't hear anything right now.

Twenty-one degrees.

Caswell still didn't hear anything, and after twenty seconds, the temperature went up to 22 degrees.

It waited half an hour for the temperature to rise once more, very small.

“It's one of Intel's most powerful processors.” Carswall root the problem onto the processor and then have the team feed the processor for matrix data calculation.

Processor usage soared to a peak of 100, and Casvoll waited satisfactorily until the temperature continued to rise, breaking through the 50-degree Hazardous Value Gate.

The members of the network came around and stared nervously at the engineers' computers.

However, after the processor overflows, the usage rate reaches full value.

It took more than three minutes for the server temperature to rise to 26 degrees, after which the temperature did not rise.

After another three minutes, the temperature is still 26 degrees.

“It's impossible!” Caswell jumped up and ran to the back of the server to find out exactly what was going on.

But before he could jump, the detection software on the notebook jumped to another screen.

“Test is over! ”

“Score 100! ”

“Congratulations, your server temperature has been kept at 26 degrees and you have defeated 1357 server rooms and successfully won the first throne. ”

Caswell, and all of his team, were as stuck as Medusa's Petrochemical Magic.

This was originally written by Huaxia users according to their usage habits, specifically to ridicule the display images that struck them, but this time they slammed their heads.

Huaxia has grown rapidly in the Internet field in recent years, and countless Internet and mobile app companies have been set up.

Both the internet and mobile apps are equipped with huge servers to support Huaxia's many users.

So in an effort to be more intuitive for Huaxia bosses to understand how rubbish their server cooling system is, their company deliberately created a display of this result to hit them and laugh at them.

1357.

This is data on computer room results that their company has tested over the years, not only in Huaxia, but also in a large number of computer rooms, those of internationally renowned Internet companies.

Most unqualified grades under 60 are created in the China Summer Machinery Room.

Why today...

Twenty-six!

This temperature is simply the perfect temperature for the electronics to run, the temperature is too low, the capacitive impedance in the server starts to increase and the filtering effect decreases.

Can't start directly in severe situations, too hot, more problems.

Some large machine rooms, not only equipped with super energy-consuming precision air conditioning, also equipped with specialized cooling circulating water stations, cost astronomical figures for a year of light cooling.

Castle did not believe that the poor equipment he saw could produce such a result.

It was hard to get out of petrochemical, and Casvole went behind a server cabinet.

He finally...

Heard, sounds different from the blade server fan inside.

It was a sound similar to the flow of liquid in the pipe, and a slight spinning sound of blades like dragonflies stirring the wings.

Server cabinets are set aside separately to provide space for the installation of the cooling system. Casvole was extremely nervous and unscrewed the quick screws behind the server by hand.

When he took apart the mesh baffles, which were so tall, a cool gust of cool flashes broke out.

Then Caswell, his gaze widened to the limit.

The cooling system in front of him is something he has never seen, but just one look at it reveals a remarkable structure.

It's a whole standing copper alloy base with countless pieces of copper alloy grilles on the front, thin as cicada wings.

Copper alloy grilles are smooth as mirrors and even reflect reflections.

Caswell crooked his head and squeezed his eyes inside.

On the back of the copper alloy base, there is also a grille structure, which is slightly thicker and extends along the server unit to places he can't see.

What kind of cooling system is this?

Such a complex structure is clearly a piece of metal art that seems simply impossible to work with machine tools.

Of the metals, silver is the best heat transfer, copper second, aluminum third.

Silver and copper are too expensive, so most use aluminum alloys as heat sinks. Copper alloy heat sinks are expensive, but they definitely work better.

The blades of the dragonfly that stir the wings are slightly rotated, more obvious, except that no matter what Kaswar observes, no trace of the installation of the fan can be found on this artefact heat sink.

There are four copper alloy pipes that are slightly thicker than the thumb and attached to a vertical copper alloy base.

Caswall gently touches with his hands, one pipe is particularly cold and one pipe is warm. The two pipes in the back, listening carefully, reveal that the light blade rotation is coming from here.

Caswell thinks he's going insane. What's the structure inside the copper tube and heat sink?

This is the system hidden inside the cabinet that keeps the server temperature constant at 26 degrees without the need for precision air conditioning.

How do they make this light that looks so precise that it feels like a terrible cooling device?

Numerous large server suppliers couldn't do things that Huaxia had never heard of.

The rest of the team engineers came running over, grinning their teeth, and the retina was full of ghosts.

“Is there... any backup... of this kind of cooling equipment? ”

Ten minutes ago, the arrogant Castle disappeared.

Became Casvole of Vernono, became cautious, with prayerful Casvole in his voice.

“Ha-ha-ha. No.” The master of ingenuity sentenced Caswell to death: "This unskilled metal product, if we have to make more parts to prevent defects. ”

“What else do we do for industrial processing? ”

“Oh, no. God.” Caswell grabbed the master's arm and begged: “You have no idea how important this cooling system is to the server room. ”

“Place your data center wherever you want. Let's move. Including all subsequent software upgrades is free. We are responsible for the repair of any system failure…”

“This… this is not an exchange, this is friendship. ”

“As long as your company can sell this cooling system...”