"Conducting technical demonstration and feasibility analysis on this Dyson sphere may not be needed now, but it will definitely be used in the future." Luo Yuan said with a solemn expression.
Human beings cannot stay on the spacecraft forever. Even if it is impossible to return to the earth, they will still find a place to stay. By then, this technology will become very important. Don’t look at all the deep nuclear fusion furnaces on the spacecraft, especially the power cabin. 24 sets of giant nuclear fusion reactors, if operated at full power, would produce hundreds of times more electricity than the global electricity consumption before the end of the world.
But for this spaceship, it can only support the spacecraft's full sailing, and at most there is a little bit leftover. Different levels of civilization require different amounts of energy. Just like the same one million dollars, for the poor, it may be a considerable amount of money, but for the billionaire, it may not even be enough for a month's expenses.
For example, the antimatter production factory, which consumes a lot of energy, is not equipped in the spacecraft at all, and there is no relevant technology on the brain. It may be possible to prevent the spacecraft from rebelling; but the more important reason is that the energy of the spacecraft cannot provide this at all. kind of consumption.
Producing antimatter is not difficult. As early as 1995, scientists at CERN created the world's first batch of antimatter - antihydrogen atoms in the laboratory. On September 18, 2000, CERN announced that they had successfully produced about 50,000 low-energy antihydrogen atoms. This was the first time that humans had produced large quantities of antimatter under laboratory conditions.
Although the quantity produced is pitifully small and far from practical. Even if it is put into the air, it may not be as powerful as a firecracker. However, in order to produce these antimatter, the electricity consumed costs hundreds of millions of euros. The conversion rate is pitifully low.
Scientists have made a rough assessment of Bolin's technology based on this spacecraft. In the field of antimatter, the conversion rate of antimatter produced by Bolinians will not be too high. Antimatter is very likely to remain an extremely powerful weapon for Bolin. precious strategic resources.
Even the antimatter reserves on this spacecraft account for an important share of all their reserves.
A lot of evidence points to this point of view. For example, the most advanced interstellar spacecraft in the world was still powered by nuclear fusion, not the more powerful anti-matter furnace. For example, there were not many anti-matter bombs in the spacecraft's arsenal. Nowadays, Only about 300 kilograms are left. Counting the amounts thrown on the earth and the moon, the total amount is less than one ton.
It may seem like a lot to humans, but this amount is actually not much for destroying a civilization that has certain threatening capabilities. It is just enough.
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Faced with Luo Yuan's request, Wu Xinfan hesitated for a moment, gritted his teeth and said: "Mayor, this project is too big. The Extraterrestrial Intelligence Office may not be able to shoulder this important task! In recent years, science and technology have changed with each passing day and developed too fast. We, the Even those who have left front-line positions have the habit of keeping up with the latest scientific research, but in fact they have gradually failed to keep up with them, and it is difficult to read some academic papers. "
Wu Xinfan lamented that on the one hand, he was indeed unable to bear this important task. The feasibility analysis of the Dyson sphere was a huge project, involving all aspects and the latest scientific and technological progress. It was no less than a comprehensive scientific and technological census. On the other hand, On the one hand, it is also for this rare opportunity to meet the mayor and strive for some benefits for the department.
After all, children who cry are fed by milk. Nowadays, smart medicine is no longer a secret to scientific researchers.
Academicians have their own small circles. Especially after the popularization of quantum computers and the reopening of online communication, the communication within this circle has become more intense and frequent.
In the beginning, they could still communicate with some people and have a collision of ideas, but since the wisdom potion came out, this academic circle has begun to become more and more unfamiliar to them.
When a question was first raised and they were still thinking hard, the following replies were filled with more than a dozen solutions. Each answer seemed to be able to solve the problem. Although they felt that the other party's level was extremely high, they could still manage it. understand.
However, in the end, the questions asked in the academic forum began to become more and more profound, and the answers given made people feel like they were reading from heaven. The gap between the two was so large that it was completely impossible to communicate, just like a primary school student facing a college student. This frustration of being crushed by their IQ makes them feel completely like unevolved apes.
It wasn't until the existence of the wisdom potion began to spread on a small scale that this frustration was slightly relieved. It was not that they were not intelligent enough, but that the other party was a loser!
However, there are too many monks and too little food, and the output of smart medicines is limited. However, their extraterrestrial intelligence agency is obviously not as good as front-line researchers in the government's eyes. It is almost like a grandma does not love an uncle, and until now, there is no quota.
Luo Yuan had a clear mind and immediately guessed what he was thinking. He pondered for a moment and said: "Nowadays, each research department has its own research tasks. After countless researches, only your department has the energy. You can't just give up. "
Although Luo Yuan's tone was gentle, Wu Xinfan was still frightened and turned pale when faced with Luo Yuan's tactful beating. Fortunately, the other party quickly changed his tone: "I can add more staff to you. The latest batch of interns will be assigned first. Send a group of people here. The number of smart potions produced every year is limited, so we can’t give you too many, and we will allocate some to you when the time comes.”
"Mayor, how many places are there?" Wu Xinfan couldn't help but ask.
"Ten places!" Luo Yuan thought for a while and said.
Although Luo Yuan does not pay much attention to the Extraterrestrial Intelligence Service, it does not mean that it is not important, but it is very important. In the interstellar voyage, the choice of a safe route will determine the safety of mankind. The reason why there is relatively little attention is that it is still far from the time for the spacecraft to set off.
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"Wu Chu, Wu Chu, come to your senses!" A colleague pushed the door open and saw Wu Xinfan motionless as if in a daze, so he couldn't help shouting several times.
"Ah, it's Lao Shen. Is the mayor gone?" Wu Xinfan seemed to be waking up from a dream.
"I left early. Have you mentioned it to the mayor?" Old Shen asked with a hopeful look on his face.
"What are you talking about?" Wu Xinfan was still a little confused.
"Wisdom potion, didn't we agree on it yesterday?" Lao Shen scratched his head and said with a bit of hatred for iron. He finally came up with some research results and successfully attracted the mayor to inspect him. He didn't ask for such a good opportunity. If the other party hadn't been the director, he would have grabbed him by the collar and sprayed him in the face.
Maybe his voice was too loud and a large crowd suddenly came.
"What, you didn't ask for it?"
"It's all been discussed, you... you are so useless."
The Extraterrestrial Intelligence Division is composed of researchers with certain qualifications, and most of them are doing theoretical work. They have an aloof personality and are not afraid of the director at all.
After Wu Xinfan was sprayed with saliva, his brain finally came to his senses. He coughed: "You guys, please calm down. When did I say I didn't ask for anything?"
"I really mentioned it. What did the mayor say? Have you agreed?" Old Shen, the initiator, quickly lowered his voice by an octave.
Wu Xinfan looked at this group of people whose momentum was obviously weakened by more than a dozen with a stern expression, and felt proud in his heart: "Of course I agreed, and the quota..."
He drew a long note.
"How much!" a mathematics professor asked, knowing that the other party was trying to titillate him, but he couldn't help but take the bait.
"Ten!"
The next moment, everyone was suffocating. There were only about thirty people in their entire department, and there were ten quotas, which meant that nearly one-third of the personnel would get quotas for the wisdom potion. Some people who are somewhat confident about their qualifications have begun to flush with excitement, which means that they have finally come to an end and can feel proud.