Scholar’s Advanced Technological System

Jinling Higher Institute.

Institute of Computational Materials.

Because it's lunch break, people in the office are more relaxed. In addition to Qian Zhongming still brushing his thesis, most other people either browse the internet for information about their industry peers or brag about their farts while drinking coffee.

“Heard Kim had a sorority the other day? ”

“Well, I also heard, as if I had organized a wave of fall trips with the teaching staff at the Foreign Language Institute and stayed at the Zijinshan Hotel for two nights. ”

Liu Bo continued, sighing thinly with a blue face.

“Damn... how come we don't have this kind of activity in the Great Hall? ”

Most researchers at the Jinling Institute of Higher Studies have teaching positions at nearby universities, followed by Jinling Technologies. After all, the academic leader is the Ark, Nobel Prize Laureate in Chemistry, founder of Computational Materials, even if put internationally, the Institute of Computational Materials of the Jinling Institute of Higher Studies is also the leading research institution in the field of materials.

For such an institute, no university would naturally refuse to allow the fellows to speak to themselves.

As a result, teaching staff are entitled to benefits, and they also have a share.

Unfortunately, however, there has been no activity in the House this year, and this October's eyes seem to be passing very calmly.

When Liu Bo sighed, Yang Xu, who made himself a second cup of coffee, laughed and said casually.

“Forget it, even if we go to the chemistry hall to make this bond, you expect the little girls in the foreign language hall to be interested? Nothing else, just this hairline is enough to kill a man. ”

The four heavenly pits of biochemical ring material, this pit is not only embodied in the money, but also the absurd amount.

In order to measure a set of data, floor paving in the lab is common, staying up all night until 12: 00 a.m. The lab doesn't turn out lights, it's also a family meal. It may be a little better for professors who have already made it. After all, there are a lot of good, hard-working, keen research dogs that can make it, but if you can make it in this line of work, you probably don't have a few hairs left on your head.

Nevertheless, life has to be a little dreamy.

Upon hearing Yang Xu's tone, Liu Bolton was unhappy, and immediately rebutted.

“Speaking of baldness, why can't we do anything like math? ”

After a leisurely sip of coffee, Yang Xu shook his head and said, “Not necessarily. Do you see how little hair Professor Lu has? ”

Liu Bo's face was silent with the right expression. It took a while to hold out a sentence.

“… I don't think it's universal to take that evil as a sample. ”

Yang Xu smiled and said: "Well, after work, you go to the county hall and the chemical hall for a tour, pick a similar age teaching staff to look at, see if there is any universal suitability? ”

Listening to the conversation between the two of them, Zhongming Qian, rolling his mouse wheel and brushing his thesis beside him, finally couldn't help but say a word.

“It looks similar… I'm afraid it's not easy to find. ”

There was silence in the office.

Nobody has spoken for a while.

Coughed and Liu Bo broke the silence.

“Let's not discuss this sad topic...”

This time, everyone in the rare office accidentally reached the formula and no one spoke again.

The topic of actual and physiological age…

It's a little too heavy for a material dog.

Lunch breaks soon passed, and by about 1 o'clock, everyone sitting at the desk was in working condition, and by 1: 30, no one was chatting and everyone had their own business to do.

Back in his office, Yang Xu pulled out the chair and sat down and turned on his laptop.

At that point, he suddenly found a new email lying in his mailbox, and it came from an ark.

“… high permeability oxygen molecular separation membrane for lithium air cells? ”

After sweeping the title of the email, Yang Xu's eyebrows suddenly provoked a hint of interest. He quickly downloaded the attachments in the mail. After opening it, the line looked carefully, and the more he looked down, the more shocked the expression on his face.

Lithium-air batteries have always been a controversial topic in academia, supported by many, but questioned by many as well. The most fundamental reason for this is the extremely active nature of lithium metal, which reacts with almost all gases in the air except rare gases.

To solve this problem, oxygen in the air must be separated and only oxygen allowed into the reaction system.

The best way to do this is to add a layer of molecular sieves or membranes that only allow oxygen to pass through, for example, on the surface of lithium metal or the intake of batteries. This seems simple to say, but it is rather difficult to do so.

However, in the annex to this letter, Professor Lu not only indicated a clear research route, but also set out several practical technical ideas.

“... was this done successfully while studying the Young Mills equation?” Seeing the last line of the attachment document, Yang Xu sighed softly, leaning against the ceiling, couldn't help but say, "This guy is a demon...”

Is it still human to do this while studying world-class problems like the Young Mills equation?

Of course, Yang Xu still doesn't know.

If he knew that in addition to the Jan Mills equation, the Ark had solved the problem of miniaturization of controllable fusion technology, only he was beginning to doubt life by now...

Anyway, now that we have the technical thinking, whether it works or not, that's what they need to do.

To think of it, Yang Xu selected the mail sent to him by the Ark, selected mass mailings in the address book of the work mailbox, and stood up from the office chair.

Then he went back to his old big office and stood at the door knocking.

“New assignment, work done. ”

Several researchers in the office raised their heads and threw a gaze at him for questioning.

Qian Zhongming first opened his mouth and pushed his glasses and asked: "New mission? What subject? ”

Yang Xu made a brief statement: “A high-transmission oxygen molecular separation membrane, specific content, and how to do it, I have sent the relevant documents to your mailbox. ”

High permeability oxygen molecular separation membrane?

The moment I heard this, Qian Zhongming's face suddenly came to a surprise.

Liu Bo, who was sitting at the desk not far from him, similarly had a slight shock on his face, followed by a slight chirp of excitement.

“A high permeability oxygen molecular separation membrane? Is this topic...”

“Well,” Yang Xu nodded, continuing, “our next topic. ”

“It's a lithium air battery. ”