"What is this?"

Looking at the black "oil storage tank" standing in the backyard of the villa, as well as the intricately wound pipes, Jiang Chen couldn't help but ask out loud. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"The crystallization of technology!" Lin Ling held her small chest, the corners of her mouth hooked into a crescent, and said proudly.

"Talking about people...... Jiang Chen said with black lines on his head.

"In short, a magnetic restraint device used to store antimatter-"

Before Lin Ling finished speaking, Jiang Chen subconsciously took a step back.

Hold the grass? Such a big antimatter?

"It's ...... All of them? ”

Looking at the expression on Jiang Chen's face, Lin Ling snorted and laughed, waved her hand and said.

"No, the antimatter is only 0.1mg in the middle, but it has to be stored with such a large magnetic confinement device."

Hearing Lin Ling's explanation, Jiang Chen could be regarded as relieved.

Tens of milligrams of antimatter are used as fuel to propel a spacecraft to reach Mars in six weeks. One kilogram of antimatter exposed to the air is capable of blowing up the entire planet. One ton of antimatter can turn the Earth into the second largest planetary belt in the solar system.

It's not for nothing that the Science and Ethics Committee on this timeline has banned the development of antimatter, it's so dangerous to put it on Earth, and the price of everyone finishing together may only be one experimental failure.

However, this 0.1mg antimatter actually needs such a large oil storage tank to be preserved, which really amazed Jiang Chen. After all, the gift given to him by the Void Remnant was only the size of a pulsating bottle.

As if seeing what Jiang Chen was thinking, Lin Ling coughed a little embarrassed.

"Ahem, after all, our research on antimatter is only in its infancy, and they should have more access to antimatter in the void than we do."

"Why?" Jiang Chen asked curiously.

"There is an argument that there is no concept of space in the void itself, and that the positive and antimatter that exist in it cannot be connected by a particular medium...... It's cumbersome to explain, it's like we're in a desert with no oasis and looking for a drop of water. And they themselves are on the beach, with sand in their left hand and water in their right. Of course, this is just a guess, after all, it is impossible for the person who took the void to come back. Lin Ling explained.

"That's right...... But what can this 0.1mg of antimatter do? ”

"I can't do anything." Lin Ling shook her head and said with regret, "The manufacture of antimatter is not difficult, and in the 21st century, trace amounts of antimatter can be observed briefly through the Large Hadron Collider, but this kind of antimatter particles exist for a very short time, and there is no way to preserve them in a universe full of positive matter." After analyzing the Void's technology, I designed this magnetic restraint device to store small amounts of antimatter, but I didn't think it could be used for anything other than a bomb for a while...... It is also not suitable in the case of bombs, which cost more than a thousand times more than a bomb of the same yield. ”

"This oil storage ...... Uh, what is the explosion yield of a magnetic confinement device? Jiang Chen asked, pointing to the oil storage tank that seemed to be a device.

"According to the mass-energy equation, the energy released by 1g of antimatter annihilation is equivalent to 3 nuclear bombs, and the actual killing effect may exceed 10 nuclear bombs." Lin Ling quickly gave the answer.

The lethality of 1 g of antimatter is only the yield of 3 nuclear bombs, and considering the cost of its production, this 0.1 mg of antimatter is really useless. But as a science start, the results are good.

In order to reward Lin Ling's efforts, Jiang Chen brought her three boxes of pudding from the hands of the Belgian pastry master from the present world. Looking at Lin Ling's joyful way of running towards the kitchen with the box in her arms, the corners of Jiang Chen's mouth couldn't help but draw a knowing smile.

As usual when he came back, Yao Yao made a table full of good dishes. Most of the fresh vegetables on the table come from the farms of Eden, while the roast turkey and braised pork come from the present world. Now that life in the post-apocalyptic NAC is getting better and better, the days of nibbling on cans are gone.

If it weren't for the gray-yellow radiation clouds in the sky and the devastated streets outside the window, just sitting at this dining table would not have felt the atmosphere of the end times at all.

The five of them gathered around the dining table and happily enjoyed a sumptuous lunch, and the topic went from the interesting things in the base to Yizhou Island, which was being built. It is said that after the mireururk crisis was resolved, the crab roe and crab roe from there flowed into Wanghai City in the form of souvenirs, and they were very popular with restaurants in the sixth district.

Some discerning businessmen have even set up canneries to make delicious canned food from these crab roe and sell them further afield.

Chatting and chatting, the topic came to modern times again.

When he heard that the Future People Group led by Jiang Chen had actually controlled three countries, Sun Jiao, Yao Yao, Xiaorou, and Lin Ling's eyes all flashed with longing. It would be nice if I could go over there and take a look, but it's a pity that Lin Ling has no clue about the research of interdimensional teleportation of living creatures.

But everyone believes that the day will come.

After the meal, Jiang Chen went to the Marshal's Mansion and found Han Junhua, who was dealing with military affairs.

"How's the situation in the north?"

After hearing Jiang Chen's inquiry, Han Junhua stopped the pen in his hand, turned on the holographic screen, and locked the map to the location of Hanzhong in the northern region of China. Jiang Chen looked at the few big characters of the United Nations Region on the map, and his eyes couldn't help but narrow slightly.

"I remember their location in Lanzhou?"

"A year ago in Lanzhou," Han added, after a pause, "they have been migrating south since last year. Under the leadership of the new commander of the United Unified Region, they purged the Hanzhong region of zombie aliens, and gradually migrated the population of the northern United Region to the Hanzhong region, establishing settlements along this tributary of the Yangtze River. ”

"Why are they doing this?" Jiang Chen frowned.

"We sent the Aurora-20 to scout the target area, but we didn't get any useful intelligence. They drove our fighters away with anti-aircraft missiles, and from any point of view, they behaved quite unfriendly. Han Junhua said.

Jiang Chen once again set his eyes on the map.

Migration meant giving up everything you had been doing for years, whether it was the cultivated land or the city walls, which was quite costly. He wondered what forced the "state", which was the first to move towards order on this land, to abandon the land and leave his homeland.

But there are more real problems that he has to face.

If the Liantong area had already migrated to the Hanzhong region, a boat would go south along the Yangtze River to Wushi, and then to Hongcheng, the NAC's outpost in the east.

A series of actions by the United Nations Region in Hongcheng had aroused his vigilance.

At worst, maybe they've been looking at Haishi's idea for a long time. During the coup d'état in the Sixth Block, the Crimson Chamber of Commerce took out the footage, which was a declaration of war by the United Nations District against the survivors of Wanghai City a few years ago.

In that footage, the commander of the Coalition Territory also appears to refer to the word "treasure". The president of the Crimson Chamber of Commerce interprets it as the remains of the Staff of God, which turns out to be otherwise. Later, after NAC regained the center of Wanghai City from the xenomorphs, he did not find anything that could be called a "treasure" at all.

"Have you ever tried to get our pilots to bypass Hanzhong and fly directly to Lanzhou? I'm curious to see what happened there that caused these hundreds of thousands of people to migrate south en masse. Jiang Chen said in a deep voice.

"Of course, but from the aerial reconnaissance, our pilots didn't gather much useful information." Han Junhua replied.

"That's ......" Jiang Chen's brows gradually tightened.

Sorry, slept. The schedule has been completely reversed these days, and I have to adjust my t.t (to be continued. )