The crowd was disappointed, and they were busy working and came to no answer.

"Mr. Coulson, are you sure his lab coat isn't from the hospital?!"

Anna subconsciously covered one eye with her little chubby hand.

She really can't see it, no wonder there are frequent accidents with US nuclear weapons.

According to the report of the Department of Defense, from 1950 to 1980, there were frequent nuclear weapons accidents involving the United States.

There were 32 nuclear weapons accidents classified as "broken arrow-class", and the predecessor of S.H.I.E.L.D., the Science and Strategy Corps, was exhausted for the Ministry of Defense.

Anna beckoned to the scientist.

From Anna's beckoning little hand, the scientist saw the mentor who was studying for a doctorate, and under the effect of the super aura, the scientist subconsciously handed it over.

"First of all, we have to check if the decimal point was eaten by you. Wow, double-precision floating-point numbers?! ”

After speaking, the little girl crossed her legs in a circle, put her hand on it, clicked on the keyboard with ten fingers, customized a 16-byte floating-point number, and modified the variables one by one.

Submit a task.

Await...

A series of operations flowed smoothly, looking like an arm and a finger, as if the hand was not a scientist's, but grew on the little girl's legs.

It's so strong, even the old scientist who has been immersed in the computer for many years is not as familiar as her.

Anna doesn't think there's a problem at all, 16 bytes of floating-point numbers, the maximum 2 to the 128th power, the smallest 2 to the minus 128 power, almost that.

She wrote the formula, and at that time she didn't have a cluster computer group around her, and she couldn't figure it out even for a month with her laptop, so Anna threw it to Doctor Octopus.

As a result, S.H.I.E.L.D. found Anna.

Because of the increase in the number of arithmetic bits, the burden on the computer cluster increased, and it took longer to return the results, and everyone waited for a long time, during which the special combat team members once again found Doctor Octopus hiding in the hotel next door, and the most important thing for the special combat team now is to protect the stellar, Doctor Octopus is afraid of the power of firearms, and there was no head-to-head exchange between the two sides.

After the seventh shockwave swept through, the Harvard cluster finally sent back a compressed file.

Unpack...

Open Binary Text...

Turn the page...

In anticipation of everyone, a matrix of eigenvalues finally appeared on the portable screen.

"How did it turn out?" Coulson asked.

Anna didn't care, she roughly estimated the magnitude of overweight, probably at the atomic level, about 10 to the power of -23.

Agents Hill and May did not speak, but simply expressed their feelings in action—standing behind the scientist, their eyes motionless at the computer.

Scientists silently have results, but they are not simple results, not results that can be solved by setting a few parameters of the stellarumer.

"What does the minus sign?" Agent Hill asked, she probably knew what a few eigenvalues represented, a few representing the direction of the electromagnetic field, a few being the strength of the electromagnetic field, and the probability of atomic nuclei colliding.

But there is only one minus sign...

"Don't even think about it, antimatter, it's antiproton." Anna's chubby hand scratched the back of her neck, and after getting the result, she understood it after a string of back and forth.

The deuterium-tritium fusion reaction of the regular stellarator will not happen as long as the power is unplugged, and it has come to this point entirely because of the tritium fusion that Dr. Octopus put in as an igniter.

As long as the antiproton is thrown in, the antiproton and the tritium nucleus are combined, and the two are annihilated together, and the center will collapse strongly, and the power of the explosion will immediately retract.

The next crucial question, then, is where to find antimatter.

Anna thinks that if there is one person in the world who has antimatter, it is Dr. Hall, who is now in charge of Fermilab.

Anna said the situation, and Agent Hill dialed the phone.

The phone is connected.

By this time, everyone had no polite words and asked the doctor straight to the point.

Everyone was relieved to hear that Dr. Hall had 10,000 antiprotons in storage, which was enough.

Dr. Hall was still a little hesitant, after all, it was the old money that he and his experimental partners had spent nearly 30 years accumulating, and even if he wanted to, Dr. Hall's team might not be willing.

Fortunately, Dr. Hall heard about the serious situation in Boston and convinced his partner.

Then there is another problem, Illinois is the interior of the United States, Fermillab is on the prairie next to Chicago, and the straight-line distance from Boston alone is more than 1,600 kilometers, and the Kun fighter takes more than 2 hours, plus the installation and disassembly of antimatter, it takes at least 6 hours.

Now it's the seventh wave, and according to calculations, maybe three and a half hours later, the tenth wave will arrive.

Even if antimatter arrives, it won't help.

The two sides were silent for a while, and when the manpower was finally exhausted, the distance between the two states was enough to turn the reliable into unreliable.

"Maybe there's another way, Dr. Friedman took 500 antiprotons from Fermilab three months ago in order to measure the conversion rate between matter and antimatter, and now it shouldn't have been used much, with it I think you'll be enough to support the Quint fighter to arrive."

Speaking of three months ago, Dr. Hall burst into tears.

When Dr. Friedman took it away, Dr. Hall almost died of angina, and antimatter was his treasure, and with it, Dr. Hall was able to probe parallel universes.

It can be said that the antimatter in his hand is closer to Dr. Hall than his own son.

Dr. Hall could refuse anyone, but not Dr. Friedman.

Dr. Friedman himself has a high prestige, a Nobel Prize winner, and a Taishan Beidou in the academic world.

Of course, these Dr. Hall can all refuse.

However, Dr. Friedman of TMD is a veteran of the Large Particle Collider.

Dr. Hall can not sell anyone's favors, but in this old guy who has participated in the design of the electron-positron collider and the construction of the large particle collider project, Dr. Hall can't refuse.

Dr. Hall is still using Dr. Friedman's own son.

Before hanging up, Dr. Hall added, "You can take Anna with you when you take antimatter, and if you have special circumstances, you may be able to ask Anna to help." I heard Dr. Friedman praise Anna's earnestness and hard work. ”

The last sentence was added on an ad hoc basis, and Friedman communicated it with Dr. Hall. Unlike Dr. Hall, Dr. Friedman saw Anna almost every day for months. From his eyes, he saw Anna's thirst for knowledge, and he felt that Anna's future achievements were absolutely limitless.

has absolute talent, and is willing to spend absolute effort, who can succeed if Anna doesn't succeed.

If Anna had listened, she would have gladly accepted it.

The blind voice came, and the moment the phone hung up, Anna heard Dr. Hall's cry of pain and desolation.

It is estimated that as soon as the phone hung up, Dr. Hall should have rushed to get digoxin tablets.

It is no wonder that he took away Dr. Hall's thirty years of hard work in one day, and he did not have a myocardial infarction.