Scholar’s Advanced Technological System

Chapter 338: The Critical Moment Still Relies on the Opponent

The red light keeps flashing.

Under the busy schedule of the engineer, the malfunctioning procedure was forced to terminate and the temperature of the processor finally dropped.

However, with the termination of the calculation program, the blue light, which marked ”hope”, dimmed.

“Experiment 31. ”

Staring at the chassis sitting in the radiation isolation room, David, whose nose tip was about to poke onto the floor glass, glanced at the undisturbed weight.

Experiment 31.

Undoubtedly, it is still a failure.

The atmosphere in the institute was very intense, and everyone performed rather poorly except for the parallel-computing engineer, who was responsible for operating the over-computational, who communicated technical issues in a low voice. I don't want to say a word.

Tired of not just over-counting, but also all the researchers who worked hard for the project.

Over the course of the month, the D.E.Shaw Institute has burned at least $10 million back and forth for this mathematical model.

During this period, the D.E.Shaw Institute continued to improve its computational procedures, while the Ark continuously modified the details of the theoretical model by collecting computational data.

However, with the exception of a few blackboards full of paper and piles of scrap paper, there have been no encouraging results.

“Not really...” David sighed softly as he watched several engineers entering the quarantine room.

“Otherwise, I'll pay for it.” The ark said somewhat reluctantly.

“It's all right, it's nothing. Research is like gambling, so I went to Las Vegas.” David's tone was quite relaxed, though full of bitterness, compared to the heavily colored engineers and the frustrated Doctors of Computational Chemistry.

I don't know if it's really a lot of money and no place to spend it, or scientific intuition tells him that this idea must be worth digging deep into.

So he's willing to spend the money.

But after that, he couldn't help but add, "Although I never lost so much when I went to Las Vegas. ”

At the end of the experiment, a routine wrap-up session was held.

At the meeting, the performance of all was silent.

After a few brief remarks of its own, the Ark's remaining time was essentially that of the heads of the two experimental teams.

As for David, he remained silent until the end of the meeting.

“Maintenance work on Anton starts in the 32nd experiment in three days," said David, looking at the engineer closest to him, simply ordering, "I hope you can make sure Anton runs optimally before the next experiment starts. ”

The engineer nodded, “Yes, boss! ”

“I need to rest, and I'm sure you do, too.” Removed the glasses from the nose beam, David rubbed his eyebrows, “That's it, adjourned the meeting. ”

……

For scientific research, a small setback is nothing.

Even if it had failed thirty-one times, no one had ever mentioned giving up the word.

After all, it is clear to all that there is no truth, which can be obtained in a seamless water.

In order to refine its theoretical model, the Ark is ready to fail a hundred times.

However, if the 50th experiment was still inconclusive, he said nothing would leave David to bear the cost of the study alone.

Even though the money might really be nothing to David, it still makes him feel a little overwhelmed.

After the meeting, the Ark boat out of the Institute did not return to its bedroom immediately, but walked on the campus of Columbia University.

Not only does Anton need to rest, but he also needs some time to relax his overheated brain after going through an intense brain movement.

At least, during these three days of rest, he intends to dedicate one day to not thinking about difficult questions.

Across the square in front of the library, a purposeless walking ark unconsciously avoided all places related to academia.

I just don't know how long I've been walking.

By the time he returned to God, he was already standing under the philosophy of Columbia University.

Looking at the information marked on the map of the phone, the ark shook its head with a smile.

“Should I say it's fate? ”

And philosophy is so fateful, it doesn't cheer him up.

On the lawn in front of the philosophy building, a bronze figure sits quietly there.

It has a right fist and a half grip against the jaw. My whole body was tight and completely integrated with that locked eyebrow, like a living person, immersed in bitter thinking.

The statue is said to be one of the four most simulated "thinkers” in the world today.

But compared to the other three brothers, the thinker seemed much cooler. In addition to the ark that stood before it, he was facing nothing more than an uncharted lawn.

Reaching over the bronze statue, he felt the cold on his fingertips and the ark sighed.

“From you, I see myself. ”

Thoughts are a painful thing.

Especially when thoughts can't find a way out.

Somehow, the ark suddenly came up with an unrealistic idea.

If only someone could stand up and give themselves a little inspiration.

Even just a little...

Soon, however, the ark shook its head with a smile.

If inspiration was so easy, it would be a little cheap.

This is going to change the chemistry theory, it's not cheap stuff.

Yet, just when he thought so, the accident suddenly happened.

No sign, not even a word of greeting.

A light blue dialog box pops up so suddenly from his perspective...

[Congratulations host, you have completed the reward task.

Ark: …?

What the hell?!

……

Unlike the gloomy clouds at the D.E.Shaw Institute, at the Materials Institute at the University of Binghamton, there is a great deal of cheer at the moment.

“Now is not the time to celebrate, the experiment has been successful, don't roll over at the last minute,” restrained the surge of joy, Stanley told his assistant, "patent now, we need to get the patent number in the shortest possible time! ”

“Yes, Professor!” The assistant nodded excitedly and quickly walked out of the lab.

Back in front of the scanning mirror, looking at the images collected on the screen, Professor Stanley's face was finally overwhelmed with a brilliant smile.

Preliminary analyses have shown that such caged carbon molecules have been identified as capable of curbing to some extent the spread of polysulphur compounds and that industrial production costs are marginally acceptable.

However, there is a need for further experimentation on how it works in specific lithium-sulfur batteries.

For example, they need to find a suitable mixing ratio and a mechanical dispersion method to mix sulfur monomers with this caged carbon molecule. At the same time, they have to quantify the extent to which this inhibitory effect can be achieved.

However, this does not affect patent applications or the publication of papers.

The moment they succeeded in preparing these caged carbon molecules, they had already succeeded.

Without a doubt, they won!

Snatched in front of that man, pulled the lead on the lithium-sulfur battery project!