Scholar’s Advanced Technological System

Plug the USB drive into your computer without expecting an ark, and a huge stream of data quickly grabs a beach landing on your computer's hard drive at speeds that exceed your notebook reading and writing limit.

The built-in fan whimpered, the motherboard position was hot and hot, and the ark waited calmly for about five minutes, listening to the fading fan, judging that this thing should be over.

And as he expected, the USB disk of the mission was turned into black dust, disappearing like a dune flattened by the wind.

Looking at the empty USB interface, the ark was pointing the hard drive to see what the scanning gun had swept, and the hand just touched the mouse, and a series of dialog boxes popped up from the bottom right corner of the desktop.

[Master! QAQ]

Are you going to kill Em? QAQ]

Looking at the dialog box that popped up on the screen, the ark stunned and typed: [What is wrong with you...?

Em: [Look at the hard drive space! QAQ]

Without waiting for the ark to touch the mouse, Em had already worked on his behalf while finishing the sentence, turning it into a red disk space strip and showing up in front of him.

Looking at the numbers for the rest of the space, Ark was stunned.

Shit?

2TB of disk space, only 50.1MB left!

Is there such a huge amount of data that this scanner has collected?

Suddenly, realizing something more serious, the ark hurriedly typed and asked: [Wait, where are my other two plates?

Em: [To save my life, I merged all the space on the D and E disks into the C disk! QAQ]

The ark continues to fly and type, "What about the information I have on my hard drive?

Em: [Help you compress and transfer to disk C! QAQ]

It's dangerous...

That information was the literature he had gathered, as well as some unpublished research on Poliniak speculation.

At the beginning of the year, he evaluated 10,000 people, and the subject of his application was Polynesian speculation. This little half year went by, and in his spare time, he did some research. If this information is destroyed, it will be a bit of a loss.

However, if he chooses between his collection and Em, he will choose the latter.

Although the latter was now a little retarded and always bothered him, he believed that one day it would grow up to be a good help to him.

The Ark thought about it and typed: [… I know, I will help you set up a new home as soon as possible. By the way, can you not add a QAQ after a sentence in the future, it looks weird.

Xiao Ai: [But master, the gallery I collected is dead, I can't find any other expression! QAQ]

Ark: “…”

When he thought about his valuable information, he was almost pissed off because those stupid expression packs had been wiped out.

There was some sympathy in my heart, but now there is only one thought left.

Funny, it's time!

Rudely forking the dialog box, the ark found its own valuable information, backed them up on a mobile hard drive, and opened the data collected by the scanning gun.

Thought it would take him a while to figure out the data, but didn't think of the convenience of technology, so he solved the problem.

Tap on the exe file, an application interface like a drawing tool, and it appears on his screen.

In a three-dimensional grid of cubes, a broken battery is suspended.

At first glance, it seemed nothing, it was a three-dimensional model.

Until the ark grabbed the mouse and tried to light it somewhere in the image.

And then, instantly, it's different.

From the composition of the material to the temperature parameters at scanning, all data is clearly reflected in the pop-up dialog box.

Seeing this scene, the ark picked the negative electrode of the battery as quickly as it had discovered the new continent.

Subsequently, a surprise appeared on his face when he discovered the treasure.

Lithium material!

He's right!

This thing is a lithium battery!

As for the specific lithium battery, which was unclear, he searched all the way along the broken pipe wall and found no trace of electrolyte residue.

It's either “black” enough to replace the electrolyte with a gas or some solid material, or it's a battery based entirely on a new design philosophy.

But none of this has anything to do with him.

The technology here is that one day he's going to eat it clean, and the first step he's going to take now is to sort out the technology that inhibits the growth of lithium branches.

If this is compared to being a fish, there is no doubt that this technique is the most beautiful piece of fish on the belly.

That's when Em popped up again.

Em: [Master, what is this?

Lu Zhou smiled and was in a good mood. He didn't want to go over what he had just done. He typed casually: [This is what your new home depends on. Wait till I get this file to register a patent, a $3 million server, whatever you want!

Em: [Really?! QAQ]

Ark: [Really!

Forget about the new home, if this thing really inhibits the growth of lithium branches, the patent fee for this anode material alone will be enough for him to buy a few suites downtown.

Of course, people still have to pursue it a little bit, and of course he can't take all the patent money to buy a house.

At least you'll have to get yourself a lab, reverse it later, and you can't always rely on a scanner that doesn't know when someone's gonna blow up and pull it out. Besides, he also needs to provide a formal way forward for his technology.

But when it comes to registering patents, it's as urgent as resolving mathematical assumptions.

Even if he already knew what the material was, he had to do it again in the lab to replenish the process.

After all, when the patent is registered in the submission journal, such as the equipment used, the source of the material, the laboratory and other information, must be marked in the paper. One of the essences of science is that it can be repeated, and this technology can only be accepted if the same results are obtained through the same experimental steps.

Speaking of which, where should I put this submission?

Just a few days ago, I was interviewed by Nature Weekly, or else I'd vote for Nature this time.

That's a 90 percent execution rate, and it's exciting to think about it.

……

Turned off the computer, changed clothes on the ark, went to lunch in front of the school, and then went to Dean Lou's office.

Seeing the ark at the door, Master Lu laughed and said: "Your boy is back from Europe. I thought you were going to stay there and not come back. ”

The Ark laughed and said, "How is it possible that my visa won't last that long? ”

“Well, that's hard to say, if you really want to stay there, let alone a visa, even the issue of nationality CERN can help you solve.” Master Lu joked.

The Ark laughed and didn't speak.

The old academician joked about it, but it wasn't easy to answer.

Indeed, as Reverend Lu said, it is simply not too easy to want to stay there in his capacity.

Nevertheless, he has never had such an idea.

Not out of noble thoughts or feelings, just because you simply like the land beneath your feet, get used to the living environment here, like the people here.

Whether he goes abroad for an academic conference or studying abroad, he will definitely go, but will eventually come back.

The joke was just casual, chatted a few words, and Master Lu quickly talked about business.

“I'm relieved to see you back safely. I'll fly to the place later. Remember to call for peace. I didn't even know you were back! I don't have anything else to say, but there's something I need to tell you. ”

Paused for a moment, Reverend Lou continued.

“I'm going back to the capital in a couple of days. Just follow me. I have a friend who wants to see you, and I'll take you to see him. ”

The ark asked, "Are you a high school scholar? ”

“Not old man, he has nothing to see, the old man wants to see me, he can touch me every day,” Lu Yakuza waved his hand and smiled, "It's old Qiu who wants to see you, he's a mathematician, you should have heard. ”