In the mountainous area of southwestern Tokyo, about 40 kilometers from the 23rd ward, there are many villages and shrines in the Kanto region. In the middle of the summer afternoon, the roar of propellers disturbs the local calm, causing the birds to fly in all directions, chirping away from the treetops.

The Black Hawk helicopter came rampaging like a big bird and was ready to land on the mountainside.

"Look, President, that's our Research Institute No. 203."

Mei Dong looked down, and saw that on the slope of a hill that had been carved out somewhere, there was a four-story white building, with a typical hospital appearance, almost no aesthetics at all. The size of the building is fairly average, but the size of its walls is really not small, and the helicopter slowly flies towards the open space, where there is actually a special platform?

"What a big yard!"

Midong laughed loudly: "And there is a special tarmac, sure enough, my grandfather and they used to come here like this?" ”

"The mountain road is winding, of course it is faster to fly, and the researchers here really have very little contact with the outside world."

The explanation was given by the secretary Mina Saito, who wore soundproof earmuffs and communicated through the microphone. As Midong continued to look down, the road outside the institute stretched out of the mountain, and it was not easy to see where it would lead by car.

As the introduction suggests, the Miyamoto 203 Research Institute is a secret research center for controlled nuclear fusion under the foundation, and it is not an exaggeration to say that this project is more science fiction than anything else in name, and it is not an exaggeration to say that the level of secrecy ranks first among the foundation. Since there is a superconducting tokmak device, it is believed that half of the mountainside has been hollowed out, but it may not be an astonishing scale to say how many researchers are working in it.

"95 people, the number is actually okay."

Secretary Saito explains, "However, all of them have PhDs, which is the basic standard, and there are many professors at universities such as Tokyo University, Massachusetts Institute of Technology, and California Institute of Technology, so please don't be surprised to see foreigners." In addition, our project leader, Professor Hofs, has a somewhat eccentric personality, and I hope that the president will be mentally prepared......"

Mei Dong smiled happily and nodded with a wry smile, a scientist with a strange personality but superb skills, any gold boss has to be taken care of.

The researcher who greeted him was not the director of the institute, the so-called eccentric Professor Hofs, but a "young man" in his thirties, who was in charge of leading Midon to the inside.

"I'm sorry, President, but our experiments are at a critical stage, and Director Hofs says he's not available...... Hmmm......"

"I understand, don't have time to deal with a stupid little girl who doesn't understand, just adds to the chaos, and is just watching the excitement? The thinking patterns that super-genius scientists often have, understanding and understanding, tell me about your experiments. ”

The main entrance of the research institute broke through, and inside was just a simple front desk like a clinic, and the researcher led Mito and Saito towards the elevator, aiming for the space in the belly of the mountain. Mei Dong naturally didn't see anyone along the way, looking at the afternoon time now, people with normal schedules and rests should be busy with work, and scientists who have always been abnormal may have no reason to rest?

"We are preparing for a new model to test power generation, and if successful, it should be able to triple the power of the current scale!"

No wonder the researcher was so excited all the way, even a layman like Midong heard it, his eyes suddenly lit up: "This is a remarkable ratio, which is equivalent to reducing the size of Ainiak's computer from 150 square meters to one-third?" ”

"That's right, that's right, it's really worthy of the president!"

The researcher patted his ass heartily, and finally wiped his sweat with relief. Reducing the size of the first computer in human history, Ainiak, by two-thirds, is a layman's example, but it is also the most intimate metaphor that a layman's consortium financier can put forward. At least she understands people, but I'm afraid that after a while of really going in to visit, this young boss will ask some stupid questions.

It doesn't matter if she asks stupid questions, what if Director Hofs provokes a mockery mode, and then she gets angry again, what if the institute runs out of funds?

Meidong didn't know that her casual analogy had caused employees to be so brainy. The elevator went all the way down, the indicator light changed quickly, and in a blink of an eye, she arrived at the destination floor, and when the elevator door just opened, she shouted wow.

It's an incredibly large space, almost placing the Bird's Nest Stadium in the belly of a hill, with rooms and facilities around the stands, and the giant equipment on the green ground.

The superconducting tokmak device, with a height of 20 meters, a diameter of 13 meters, and a weight of more than 600 tons, is a giant main engine that resembles a metal can made of stainless steel. But it's by no means the only one in this vast field, with six of its kind sitting side by side, all of which are of different sizes, but they are undoubtedly controllable fusion reactors!

"Wow......"

In the face of such a scene, of course Midong has to speak out like this, even the secretary Saito is no exception. It's not a multipty-ton tower crane or a bunch of large containers, it's a fusion reactor. Even if the visitors are women, science transcends borders and genders!

Seeing that they were in a daze, the researcher continued to lead the way, "President, please come with me." ”

Now is indeed the time to prepare for the boot test, the people of the research institute are afraid that they are all around, down the stairs to the ground, dozens of men and women in white coats are gathered in front of the main console, almost no less than forty years old. As for the instrument they were waiting for, it was surprisingly not the largest one, but the smallest one.

"Director Hoves!"

The deity finally appeared, an elderly scientist who had lost his head, and his face knew that he was over eighty, but he was still in good spirits and full of energy. When the researcher brought Midong in, he turned his head at the sound of the voice, and first scolded the street impatiently.

"Anderson, you idiot, you don't know Lao Tzu...... Well? You are ......"

"Hello, Professor Hoves."

Midong chuckled and stepped forward, realizing that she had also attracted the attention of the other researchers: "The new leader of the consortium, Moko Miyamoto, has come to our 203 Research Institute today to do research. But listen to this Anderson, you're going to test the new machine, so it's ...... This one? ”

The smallest of the six reactors on site, no more than six meters tall and two meters in diameter, and then generating three times as much power as the previous one? Meidong looked at even the second smallest one, if this was the case, wouldn't the actual efficiency be more than six times higher?

Hoves figured out who had come and patted his chest proudly.

"You're just in time, little girl, wait for us to get it done, and then you'll see!"