Cui Jiang, back from Harvard, talks about nuclear fusion for the first time.
"The deuterium in a glass of water can launch a spaceship into the sky."
Barrage: [Bragging] [Report] [Did the anchor drink nuclear waste water?
He derived the formula on the spot, holographically projected the Ark reactor, and the tritium element route was as bright as a disco ball.
Yan University Tyrant [potato chips dropped from the keyboard] blasted five rockets, and the barrage was still asking: [Where did you buy this special effect?
After the broadcast, 100,000 people stared at the ceiling and fell asleep——
Some people checked "deuterium-tritium fusion" all night, some dreamed that they were stuffed into a reactor, and some sent emails to their instructors asking, "Can our laboratory build this?"
Cui Jiang, on the other hand, was being blocked by his sister in the workshop: "Brother, you said this thing can generate electricity, can you refill our air conditioner first? I'm too hot and can't sleep."
He fell silent.
One hundred thousand people suffered from insomnia due to academic shock, and he was violently attacked by his sister over the electricity bill.
