Twenty-four neatly machined cylindrical magnetohydro propulsion devices were laid out on the deck, but the place where the solenoid coils were located was empty, and before the tubes could be put together, they had to face the ultimate cosmic problem, high-temperature superconductors.

Feng Tianyou, Lu Yeqian, Zhou Yang and others looked at the existing technical data, and wanted to find a suitable technical solution, Zhou Yang has entered the petrochemical state, which is the technology that can be available now? This is the technology of the next few hundred years!

Did this lazy technology rob the alien spaceship?

"Welcome along, brother. Lu Yeqian shook hands with Zhou Yang, "What you saw today, if you dare to leak it, you will be finished." ”

Zhou Yang didn't know if this guy really welcomed him or was gloating, he felt that it was the latter.

Nan Ming walked over with his hands behind his back, looked at the round pipes curiously, and asked everyone happily, "How is it going?"

Nanming was in a good mood, because the little Italian old man Marcello had become one of the chefs on the ship, plus the Filipino chef of roast suckling pig, Nanming liked the recipes for several days.

Mueller followed behind Nan Ming step by step, smiling, Yang Ji with a dark face behind him, he did all the dirty work, all the benefits were for this old fox, and he had a deep sense of crisis.

Didn't you say that you were going to blacken me? Who the hell is blackening?

This old fox has done it!

But I have to admire one thing, this guy is really a good housekeeper, since he started to take care of things, Nanming's mood has really improved a lot.

And there is no need to worry about food, clothing, housing and transportation, and the most significant benefit is that the energy of the Southern Darkness is rising rapidly!

For the lazy god system, what is the root? The energy of the South Underworld is the root, which can make the energy of the South Darkness increase. is a hard worker, Yang Ji thinks that he doesn't have that ability, so he can only obediently touch his nose and be a dog.

He wasn't afraid of dirty work, he was supposed to do this.

And when this old man was in front of Nanming, he behaved decently and regarded himself as a servant. Polite to everyone, he was carrying a tray and serving everyone a fresh green mango smoothie, which was Nanming's favorite drink and tasted excellent.

The old fox opened and closed: "Please use, sir, it's my honor to serve you, sir!"

It's very low-key and humble, but Yang Ji clearly sees it. When Barton and Turkey took the smoothie from him, they were shaking into a sieve.

It's this guy who framed them, and they have to face the dilemma of feeding sharks!

Feng Tianyou and the others didn't know the true face of this guy, and they smiled and said thank you, and then answered Nanming's question.

"I can't talk about progress, Mr. Nan, the superconductivity problem can't be solved. Feng Tianyou sighed.

"Superconductivity?" Nan Ming raised his eyebrows, as if he had thought of something.

……

Wake up in the morning. Qingzhong Yang habitually sorted out the wind and discipline buckle in the mirror, and then he found out. There were a few blisters at the corners of his mouth, and when he grinned, he couldn't help but throb.

Swallowing and spitting, a mouthful of stomach acid taste, these days I am in a hurry to get angry, and my work and rest are irregular. The old stomach problem is committed again, and the pain in the middle of the night is straight pumping.

Qingzhong Yang is actually not the kind of leader who is particularly serious, but he hasn't smiled for several days.

Eagle sauce's warships flaunted their might in the South China Sea, and this year they have lined up several joint military exercises with different countries, and the spearhead is aimed at whom. Go without saying.

In view of the powerful aircraft carrier formation of Eagle Sauce, if it is not an intensive attack of hundreds of missiles, it seems that the only thing that can deter it is the ultra-quiet, extremely fast new magnetohydrodynamic propulsion nuclear submarine.

Domestic military reform has gradually begun, the integration of the services has become closer, how to build the new army, how to integrate, everyone is feeling the stones to cross the river, and they all want to have good news to boost the morale of the military.

At the next internal naval exercise in April, many people in the military want to see if this new technology is feasible.

For this, Qingzhong Yang stayed in the Seventh Institute for three days, and he blocked the deputy director in charge of magnetofluid propulsion technology when he had nothing to do, and the deputy director was stunned when he saw them: "Chiefs, this is not a matter of 28,000 per mu, just move your mouth!"

Qingzhong Yang didn't listen, he stayed here, he was here, and several high-level officials of the North Boat also had to accompany him, and they were also busy, so they desperately urged the researchers and mobilized all kinds of people to help.

The deputy director scolded his mother behind his back: "Nima urges and urges, urges the ghost!"

In fact, Qingzhong Yang has heard it, and he also knows that these front-line researchers are very hard and emotional, but time waits for no one!

Sometimes Qingzhong Yang will complain to Lao Chu: "It would be nice if Xiao Ming was here......"

"It's good that Xiaofeng is here......" Lao Chu sighed.

The people of Lazy God Technology, working on Trisso, Feng Tianyou made him a bunch of workpieces that would take several weeks to process in ten minutes, which had completely shocked Lao Chu.

"However, this technology is confidential, it is too sensitive, and it is impossible for Beichuan to be willing to take it out and share it with others......" Chu Chunkui shook his head.

The two of them stuffed two buns in the cafeteria, and hurried to the laboratory, the deputy director was carrying a liquid nitrogen tank with dark circles under his eyes to inject liquid nitrogen into the experimental equipment, and he was about to cry when he saw both of them: "I said two chiefs, can you give me some way to live? I wrote my suicide note last night, forcing me to kill who you like to find whomever you like!"

"Leave us alone, we're just here to help......" Chu Chunkui's face couldn't hold back, and he changed the subject: "What are you doing here?"

"Add liquid nitrogen to the superconducting coil. The director sighed, "The boys were busy until three o'clock last night, let them sleep a little longer, and I'll prepare myself first......"

"We're here to help, too. Qingzhong Yang rolled up his sleeves and was about to take a hand, but the director hurriedly stepped aside, "Don't, this thing is dangerous." ”

While adding liquid nitrogen, the deputy director chattered about the difficulties faced by superconductors, the same as Xianglin's sister-in-law.

The vast majority of superconducting materials must be close to absolute zero in order to produce superconducting properties, and the resistance is reduced to zero.

Materials that can be cooled with liquid nitrogen (minus 195 degrees) to produce superconducting properties are called: high-temperature, ultra-conductive, conductive!

minus 195 degrees, this temperature, can freeze the human body into ice slag, and it will shatter when you knock it!

In this "high temperature", there are only a few high-temperature superconductors that can work, the most famous of which is called yttrium-barium copper oxygen, although it is a "high-temperature" superconductor, but its structural strength is very poor, and it is almost impossible to process into coils!

Even if it could, it had to be continuously cooled with liquid nitrogen during operation.

The price of liquid nitrogen is not a problem, it is all coke prices now, but if a submarine carries so much liquid nitrogen, then nothing else should be carried.

"I don't care if I can carry anything else, I just want to build a movable submarine and let it run around to see if it can invade the aircraft carrier's defensive circle!"

"Even if it were, it would take me two or three years...... No...... It's going to take three or five years!" the deputy director was eager to put his head into liquid nitrogen to cool down.

At this moment, Lao Chu's phone rang, he picked it up and listened to it, and handed it to Qingzhong Yang: "Looking for you." ”

“…… Chief, I'm Shi Buqing, the captain of a certain ship, according to the order, our ship is using radar to monitor the Silence near the border of the South China Sea, and it's not quite right......"

"What's wrong?" Qingzhong Yang was stunned.

"It's too fast...... It...... It's flying!" (To be continued.) )

PS: When I wrote this chapter, I wanted to save it, but I couldn't help but send it out......

Let's count the tickets and let Uncle Ha fly too~