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Just as Mrs. Maxwell was terrified, her main heart, Mr. Maxwell, returned.

"Honey, look who's coming." Mrs. Maxwell said.

"Who?" Maxwell asked as he handed his leather bag to his wife, and then coughed violently.

"Are you alright?" Mrs. Maxwell asked as she hurriedly put her purse beside her and came up to help Maxwell blow his back.

"It's okay, get used to it." Maxwell's cough subsided, and he looked at his wife with a worried face, trying to comfort her with such words. Then he asked, "Who is here?" ”

"You'll find out if you go in and see." Mrs. Maxwell said.

Maxwell walked into the living room, puzzled, and Scrooge stood up to greet him.

"God, it's Mr. MacDonald, why are you here?" Maxwell was pleasantly surprised, "Ah, I have a new idea, and I'm about to write to you." ”

"Mr. Maxwell, I think we'd better talk somewhere else, for to be honest, the smell here is so bad that I can't even do the four arithmetic, and I can't think about the complexities at all. Mr. Maxwell, you need to move. This place is really not a place for people to live. Well, it's Saturday, why don't you and your wife come with me to my brother's place for a day and we'll study it?" ”

"It doesn't bother you too much, does it?"

"There's something here. Scientific research also needs a better environment. Scrooge said.

"Then I'm going to bother you." Maxwell said.

……

"Ah, Mr. MacDonald, this idea of yours is also interesting. However, if you want to design a real yàn to verify, it is very troublesome, and you need a very high-end real yàn room. Maxwell said

"Speaking of the real yàn room. I happen to have a plan for a real room here," Scrooge laughed like an old fox, and as he pulled out his preliminary plan from a drawer and handed it to Maxwell, "Mr. Maxwell, you're an expert, can you help me see what equipment I need to add a little more?" You know, I'm not short of money, money is not a problem! ”

Maxwell took over the design of the real yàn room, and he thought that this might be the design of a chemical real yàn room in front of him. Although he didn't care much about anything other than science, Scrooge? He still knows that Mr. MacDonald is a rich man. But he also knew that although he was also good in basic science, he focused more on chemistry and medicine.

However, when he opened the plan, he was simply stunned by it. It is a comprehensive plan of the Great Solid Room, covering all aspects of science and engineering. Among other things, the list of various equipment that needs to be purchased is dozens of pages long. Especially in terms of electromagnetism, the real yàn room in this design is absolutely world-class, and I am afraid that there will be no better real yàn room in the whole of the United Kingdom, or even in the whole world.

Scrooge leaned back and leaned back against the soft back of his chair, admiring the change in Maxwell's face with great interest. Maxwell was already completely caught up in the plan, especially when he saw the electromagnetics and optics sections, and his saliva was about to flow.

It took more than two hours for Maxwell to let go of the plan.

"Mr. MacDonald, how did you come up with such a plan? It seems that this should not be a company's real yàn room, but rather a comprehensive university's real yàn room plan. Maxwell asked, confused.

There was a reason for Maxwell's doubts. Some companies do need real rooms, but their real rooms are more used to solve specific problems in production, that is, the goal of these real rooms is to point to technology. No company would use its own real room to engage in basic research in basic disciplines without direct economic benefit expectations.

"Yes, this is the real room of a comprehensive university." Scrooge replied, "I intend to open a comprehensive university in my hometown." I didn't go to college, so to be honest, I don't know much about how to run a university well. Mr. Maxwell, you are the most brilliant scientist I have ever met. I would like to invite you to work in the whole room. I don't know if you're interested? ”

Scrooge looked into Maxwell's eyes very sincerely. Maxwell was a little hesitant, the real yàn room was indeed very attractive to him, and some of the very interesting ideas proposed by Scrooge before really needed such a real yàn room to be realized. Besides, when I got there, there were more opportunities to discuss with Scrooge. But, on the other hand, the level of science in the United States, is a big problem. Coupled with the inconvenience of communication, this will also bring a lot of problems to their own scientific research. Moreover, although Maxwell knew that Scrooge was a rich man, he did not know what level of rich Scrooge was, and he knew that the cost of this planned real room was definitely not a small number, maybe millions of pounds. Can this young man in front of him really come up with so much money?

"It takes a lot of money to complete such a real room, do you really have so much money to invest in this project?" Maxwell said.

It's not polite to question someone's economic strength, but Scrooge doesn't think so. Because he knew that although Maxwell's brain's computing power was outstanding, the task of scientific research accounted for at least 90% of his brain's computing power, which led him to deal with other types of tasks because of his lack of computing power. When you deal with it, it's a mess. It's like you're running a 3DMax rendering scene on a computer, and you're still running a web game, so it's no wonder if you're not half dead.

"Mr. Maxwell, I have over six million pounds in my current assets, which I have earned in three or four years. Now my assets are still increasing. The total investment in this room will not exceed a million pounds, and it will be built gradually over a period of five years, so it does not pose too much financial pressure to me. Scrooge patiently explained.

"Ah, Mr. MacDonald, it's the first time I've seen it, and it's an enviable thing to have a lot of money." Maxwell replied, "But the thing you mentioned is a big deal. I'll have to talk to Catherine before I can get back to you. Oh, can you tell me a little bit about this university you're planning to build? ”

"Of course, very willingly." Scrooge said.

……

Scrooge and Maxwell's conversation went on for a long time, and it wasn't until dinner time that the two ended their conversation.

After dinner, Maxwell wanted to continue the conversation with Scrooge about Roche geometry, and he was interested in the hyperbolic planes that Scrooge mentioned earlier. Scrooge, however, didn't want to continue the conversation — so that it would make the family worry about it. So he excused himself to talk to his brother about some business matters, so he let the Maxwells go to rest first.

……

"James, today Mr. MacDonald told me about a horrible thing." In Carroll's luxurious room, Maxwell's wife said to him.

"What's the matter, my dear, your face seems to be very bad." Maxwell replied.

"Mr. MacDonald told me about the factory in our neighborhood." Mrs. Maxwell paused, as if she had to gather some courage before she could tell the terrible things that followed.

"What's wrong, Catherine?" Maxwell stepped forward and took his wife's hand, as if to give her courage in this way.

"James, that factory is making sulfonamides and other medicines. It was Mr. MacDonald's patent. So Mr. MacDonald has a clear idea of the whole production process. She told me that when these things were produced, the waste water and exhaust gases produced were toxic. So in the United States, his factories are all built on the outskirts of the city, and they are all downwind of the city. ”

"Poisonous, very strict?" Maxwell asked.

"According to Mr. MacDonald, he did the relevant real yàn with guinea pigs. The risk of infertility, miscarriage, and cancer in mice living in the exhaust environment of pharmaceutical factories is tens to thousands of times higher than that of mice in the control group! The average weight was only two-thirds of that of the control group, and the lifespan was only about one-half of that of the control group. In addition, Mr. MacDonald also used a maze to prove that the intelligence of the guinea pigs living in the exhaust environment has also decreased dramatically, which is terrible. Mrs. Maxwell's voice trembled.

"Mental decline? How did he do this? Did he talk to you about it in detail? Maxwell was a little nervous, too.

Mrs. Maxwell also has a fairly high academic background, and although chemistry and biology are not her strong points, it is still okay to describe this real yàn: "Mr. Macdonald's real yàn is like this, he divides the mice into two groups, prepares an identical maze for them, puts a piece of cheese in the center of the maze, and then observes the probability of each group of mice finding the cheese and how much time it takes. As a result, the difference between the probability of the mice living in the exhaust environment finally finding food and the probability of the control group was rapidly opened up as the maze complex process dù rose. Later, when the control group still had a 65 percent chance of finding cheese in half an hour, none of the mice living in the exhaust environment would have reached their goal in two hours. Mr. MacDonald then put the control mice in the exhaust environment for a period of time, and then subjected them to the same test, and their results were much lower than before. The longer you live in an exhaust atmosphere, the more pronounced this decline becomes. And after getting out of the exhaust environment, the appearance of these mice has not improved. So, Mr. MacDonald argues, this reality shows that exhaust gases are extremely damaging to the intellect, and that this damage is irreversible......"

"This ......," Maxwell's face turned white.