Scholar’s Advanced Technological System

HCS-2 Materials: Terminators of Shuttle Effects

Papers that have been highlighted are often the most outstanding research findings in this journal.

With regard to the paper on the Ark, not only was the title chosen on the cover of the synopsis section, but in the section of the scientific review, the reviewer, Professor Bawandi, himself, took a review of his paper.

Though there is only one short line of word--

[Frankly, I didn't believe the data in the paper until I followed his experimental report and did it myself.

It is also this short line of review that makes someone, after seeing it, ashamed of red-hearted...

Far from Binghamton University in New York State.

The latest issue of Science, along with an experimental report, is being spread out on the table.

And sitting at the desk, it was Professor Stanley who was blown to heaven by Wang Haifeng.

But at this moment, the expression on his face leaves no anger, only an incredible and obscure face.

Looking at the experimental report, Woods sighed softly, with a hint of flashness in his voice: “We lost. ”

Professor Stanley's throat twisted and wanted to say something, but didn't say a word for half a day.

Three days ago, we got him in this magazine, like a sunny thunderbolt.

He had no confidence that the Ark would be able to produce such significant research in such a short period of time.

Especially the data from that experimental report, it's just as beautiful as it looks.

Unbelievers, like Professor Bawandi, repeated the contents of the experimental report.

The end result, however, was perfect enough to make him desperate.

Although there are some fluctuations in the data collected due to differences in the medicines and equipment used, they still largely coincide with the results obtained in the Ark paper…

What is the premise of science?

It can be repeated.

What is the premise of industrialization?

The output can be stabilized provided it can be repeated.

There is no doubt that this technology already possesses both elements, and with the superior performance of HCS-2 materials, it is almost self-evident who the market chooses.

The expression on Professor Stanley's face came to mind with a bitter bitterness.

The experiment cannot be repeated, it is precisely his soft ribs.

While he has been trying to remedy it, the patience of academia and industry clearly cannot be unlimited. In particular, HCS-2 materials have emerged, and major new energy enterprises have begun designing lithium-sulfur battery products in accordance with HCS-2 material standards.

Even if he tried to save it, it was too late...

Nevertheless, Professor Stanley couldn't bear to see his heart and soul shed for the past six months.

He finally couldn't bear it, he said.

“Give me another six months! I'm sure I can come up with a solution that satisfies you--”

“It doesn't make any sense, my dear Professor Stanley," interrupted his words, Woods sighed and his voice was a little lonely, "unless you could do better than him, what use would it be? Not to mention...”

After a pause, Woods changed his tone of helplessness and continued: "Not to mention, maybe when your research comes out, their HCS-3, even HCS-4, has been studied. ”

Professor Stanley opened his mouth and couldn't say a word.

Woods didn't say anything, didn't even blame him, just patted him on the shoulder and turned around and walked away.

Contrary to Professor Stanley's despair, the birth of HCS-2 materials triggered an earthquake throughout the new energy industry.

After the lithium-crystal problem was solved, industry regained its traditional lithium-electric embrace and people used mobile phones and laptops with greater continuity.

Since then, a lot of people have been looking forward to the future of the next generation of black technology lithium-sulfur batteries.

Now it seems that the dream is still under development and has become a reality.

Many of the factories that helped 3c electronics manufacturers manufacture substitute batteries have just completed the renovation of the production line, adjusted the capacity of lithium-ion batteries to lithium batteries, and now they have to continue to design new production adjustment plans and start preparing to embrace a new era of lithium-sulfur batteries...

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One of the luckiest things about the Ark since the paper was published was that he founded Startech and stuffed his manager and legal department with patent licensing, pricing and other issues.

Otherwise, don't say it's time to take a break. Just dealing with all kinds of patent authorization calls is enough to annoy him...

A windy and sunny morning, on Lake Carnegie on Princeton University campus, a small quad-rotor-wing drone whistled past the head of a trained kayak team.

In a whistle and scream of kayakers and cheerleaders, the little guy with the camera circled around Lake Carnegie before flying back to the park next to Lake Carnegie and landing slowly on the lawn.

At the same time, several students sitting in the park bench next to them made strange noises looking at the pictures on the computer screen.

“Oh, my God, look what I got. ”

“Chris is not wearing a BRA! ”

“This is big news...”

“Hey, give me a copy of the picture. ”

Obviously, these boys caught some bad stuff with drones when they were aerial shooting around Lake Carnegie.

The canoe standing next to him coughed softly, warning the agitated young men.

“Jimmy, I promised to be your technical advisor to help you win the game, not to watch you violate someone else's right to privacy. ”

“Sorry, Professor, I'll delete the photo.” The freckle-faced man lowered his head shamefully and silently deleted all the photos in front of the landing boat.

While it's cool to show off this photo on social media, it's a less friendly thing for both the victims and their clubs who have been photographed.

As the head of these tech houses, he must be accountable to his friends.

After confirming that Jimmy had deleted all the photos, the ark looked at the silver watch on his eye and said, "Flight time is 30 minutes, check the remaining power. ”

Put the notebook aside, Jimmy stood up from the bench,

“Okay, Professor, I'll be right there. ”

"Call me Coach," the ark corrected very dramatically. ”

“Yes, coach! ”

Jimmy straightened his waistplate immediately, shouted vigorously, and then ran over to the drone parked on the lawn amidst a cheerful laugh from his friends.

It's the end of the summer, and it's not just autumn and Ivy football leagues, but also a wide variety of disciplines.

One of them is the Drone Design Competition. As a popular competition program in engineering at American universities, its popularity in recent years has been no less than that of robotics and artificial intelligence.

Engineering majors are not Princeton's strengths, but these Princeton scholars are still very capable of doing so. The drone was either purchased online or on credit from another professor's lab.

As their advisor, the Ark was also involved in the creation of this drone.

It's a coincidence to talk about how the Ark became an advisor to these students.

These students were going to ask Professor Chirick how to improve the drone battery and increase its lifespan, and Professor Chirick immediately recommended them to the Ark.

Just after the experiment, there were still a lot of samples left that could not be processed, and the ship used Frick's lab equipment to replace the cathode material and electrolyte in the battery.

While this crude and indiscriminately manufactured DIY product certainly does not compare to a standardized industrial product, it is still black technology for students to compete in.

It has more than doubled the original drone's ability to continue.

This work is very interesting, especially when you see your research flying up into the sky, like opening the door to a new world for an ark.

Compared to competitive sports such as football and football, he feels that this hobby with a little bit of technology is better suited to him.

Later, because the conversation had been very informative during the exchange of technical questions, the Ark had drawn inspiration from the views of the students and accepted their invitation to serve as their club advisors.

Thus, a new title was added to his many titles - Princeton University Drone Club Principal Advisor.

Of course, it's actually a consultant, and there's not much he needs to do, and these students know he's busy, and they don't usually bother him.

It's just a weekend at best, spending an afternoon or a few hours together to discuss some technical issues, or to watch them test fly drones, like they do now.

Just as the ship watched the students continue to release the drones, a woman in a professional suit with long blonde hair arrived in the park.

Behind her was an assistant and a photographer carrying a camera, which clearly did not look like someone in school.

Noting that the lady was walking towards herself, the ark retracted its gaze from the sky and looked at her and asked.

“Who are you?”

The lady smiled at him and handed out her card.

“Hello Professor Lu, I am a reporter for Times Weekly, do you have time now? ”