Chapter 1365
Li Aiguo's New Teacher, the Laying Out of Nuclear Physics, and the Opening of the
Professor Yu is an old-fashioned professor who loves to teach others, and his teaching level is much better than Chen's.
Although due to confidentiality regulations, this exchange did not involve core, specific data.
However, through subtle probing, Li Aiguo managed to find out quite a bit about the current progress of the Super Mushroom Egg.
To Professor Yu, the young man in front of him was researching super...
The young man in front of me has shown an amazing talent in his research on the Super Mushroom Egg.
Each discussion gave Professor Yu a sense of sudden enlightenment and exhilaration.
"So, you also support using solid-state lithium deuteride-6 to replace traditional liquid deuterium-tritium?" Professor Yu looked at Li Aiguo with shining eyes.
"I'm just an amateur, just speculating," Li Aiguo said modestly, before offering his own insights.
"However, I always felt that liquid deuterium-tritium needed to be preserved using ultra-low temperatures."
With our current technology, the best option is to use a massive liquid hydrogen insulated tank.
This thing is not only bulky, but it also cannot be stored for a long time; it can only be temporarily refilled.
In the event of war, warplanes are fleeting and difficult to launch in the first instance, significantly diminishing their deterrent effect.
"Anything else?" Professor Yu listened with great interest; these words resonated deeply with him.
“And then there’s…” Li Aiguo paused, then uttered a concept commonly used in later generations.
“Achieve ‘equivalent modular’ tailoring.”
"Equivalent modularization?"
If you could understand the discussion about fuel form just now.
"Equivalent modularization" is a completely unfamiliar term.
A professor from the Ninth Academy, Thirteenth Department, frowned and asked a question.
"Patriot, tell me what this equivalent modularization is all about?" Professor Yu was itching to know and couldn't hold back any longer.
"During the Spring Festival, I saw children in the suburbs setting off firecrackers to blow up abandoned caves."
Smaller snake holes are set off with small firecrackers, larger mouse holes with large firecrackers, and if you encounter a weasel's burrow, you'll need a whole string of firecrackers.
Upon hearing this analogy, the experts couldn't help but smile.
But thinking about it carefully, it is indeed quite vivid.
Li Aiguo continued, "So, I was thinking, would it be inappropriate to make all our Super Mushroom Eggs the same yield?"
“That makes some sense…” Professor Yu nodded thoughtfully.
"A high-yield design can indeed greatly increase destructive power, but it is too heavy and too large, and is not suitable for use on ballistic missiles and medium-range missiles."
But how exactly can this 'equivalent modularization' be achieved?
"Patriotic comrade, please explain in detail."
Equivalent modularization was not originally a technical issue, and the professors from the Ninth Academy and the Thirteenth Research Office did not care about it.
However, upon hearing and seeing Professor Yu's attitude, they immediately sensed something was wrong, and all eyes turned to Li Aiguo.
"Professor, the specific internal details."
I'm not sure, but I think we could set up several different 'gear levels' based on different operational requirements and target yields, and then adapt them to missiles with different thrust and payloads?
What Li Aiguo presented was actually a development strategy that had been derived through countless verifications by later generations.
"The gear ratio... If it can be achieved by increasing or decreasing the thickness of the secondary lithium deuteride charge and adjusting the thickness of the outer uranium sleeve, then how should the yield be chosen? One hundred thousand tons? Five hundred thousand tons?"
Professor Yu was completely lost in thought, even squatting on the ground and using a tree branch to write and draw.
The professors nearby were also wide-eyed with astonishment.
What Li Aiguo raised is not simply a technical issue; it is also related to the future practical application strategy of the Super Mushroom Egg, and its significance is extremely important!
To put it simply, with equivalent modular design, at least two years will be saved in the adaptation process.
The reason is simple: Li Aiguo created this based on the future development direction of the Super Mushroom Egg.
Of course, there are also future development directions such as primary miniaturization, secondary thin fusion structures, and super mushroom eggs with special functions.
But you have to eat one bite at a time, and walk one step at a time.
Li Aiguo also knew the principle of not biting off more than he could chew, so he wasn't in a hurry to spill everything out at once.
"Comrade Patriot, I have truly learned a lot today!"
After a long while, Professor Yu finally snapped out of his reverie and deduction, let out a long sigh, and completely believed that the guy in front of him had an extraordinary and keen understanding of mushroom eggs.
"The results from the supercomputer experiment won't be available for a few more days, so let's have a good chat these next few days!"
"I would be most grateful to be able to learn from you," Li Aiguo replied with a smile.
"You, you..."
Professor Yu patted Li Aiguo on the shoulder with admiration in his eyes.
"Comrade Patriot, I think you have a great talent for developing the Super Mushroom Egg. How about you consider... learning from me systematically?"
Upon hearing this, the professors in Room 13 all showed expressions of surprise.
It should be noted that Professor Yu started working at the Institute of Modern Physics after graduating from Peking University.
Over the years, I have never held any teaching position, let alone mentored students.
Previously, the institute's leaders had repeatedly suggested that Professor Yu take on a few close disciples to pass on his skills.
Professor Yu is arrogant by nature and is also passionate about cutting-edge academic research.
In addition, since they were all working on top-secret projects, the recruitment of students was delayed for a long time.
This is the first time we've accepted students.
However, after the initial shock, some quick-witted professors soon realized what was happening.
"Professor Yu has profound expertise in nuclear physics theoretical research. He really should find a successor to his skills."
"Yes, Comrade Aiguo has a sharp mind and a broad perspective; he's definitely a rare talent!"
Everyone chimed in with agreement.
Just then, several leaders from various ministries, accompanied by Professor Xia Zhongsu, walked over, chatting and laughing.
Having overheard this conversation, the leaders from several ministries exchanged glances, all seeing the smiles in each other's eyes.
Unexpectedly, Li Aiguo was able to gain the favor of Mr. Yu.
"Comrade Patriot, Professor Yu is one of the top nuclear physics experts in our country. By recognizing him as your teacher, you're getting a great deal and definitely won't lose out!" Section Chief Xing said with a hearty laugh, trying to matchmake them.
Li Aiguo had always admired the professor, so he naturally wouldn't refuse.
Most importantly, having Professor Yu's student status will make it much easier to manufacture intercontinental ballistic missiles with mushroom-shaped launchers in the future.
Li Aiguo immediately stood up straight and respectfully greeted Professor Yu, "Teacher!"
"Good, good! What a good student!" Professor Yu's face flushed slightly with excitement, and he rummaged through his clothes for a long time.
Finally, he took out a fountain pen that he had been clipping to his shirt pocket and handed it to Li Aiguo.
"I don't have anything else, but this pen is one I used back then, so I'm giving it to you."
"Thank you, teacher." Li Aiguo took the pen with both hands.
This is a Huafu brand fountain pen with some wear on the outside, which is the predecessor of the Hero fountain pen.
It looks ordinary, but when Li Aiguo holds it in his hand, he feels that the pen is unusually heavy.
"Professor Yu is overjoyed to have gained such a fine student today! This is a truly joyous occasion!"
"Let's go, I'll arrange it right away. I'll have the cafeteria prepare some of their best dishes; we absolutely have to celebrate today!"
Professor Xia Zhongsu was genuinely happy for Li Aiguo and immediately began making arrangements.
In the evening, a simple apprenticeship banquet was held in the canteen of the Red Star Computing Institute.
There were no elaborate rituals like kowtowing and serving tea before the liberation. Li Aiguo simply offered Professor Yu a cup of tea in a proper manner.
This master-disciple relationship was thus established in the presence of everyone.
Night fell.
Inside a study in the capital city.
The superior is reading the report that was just submitted.
"So, Lao Yu really did take Li Aiguo as his student?"
The head of the Ninth Bureau replied, "Yes. We had been trying to persuade Professor Yu to lead a group of students, but he was too busy with work and hadn't agreed."
Unexpectedly, at the Red Star Computing Institute, he actually took the initiative to offer to take Comrade Li Aiguo as his apprentice.
"It seems that Comrade Aiguo is not only a master of mechanics and computers, but also a rare genius in nuclear physics."
The higher-ups seemed particularly pleased.
He had absolute trust in comrades like Li Aiguo, who were politically astute, capable, and had made numerous outstanding contributions.
Having someone so trustworthy and capable of taking on such a crucial role in such a highly classified field as nuclear physics will make many future strategic plans and tasks much easier to handle.
The head of the Ninth Bureau was not fully aware of the strategic considerations of his superiors. He reported truthfully: "However, according to Professor Yu's private feedback, Comrade Aiguo's understanding of the underlying theoretical foundations of nuclear physics is still relatively weak."
However, he possessed a remarkably forward-thinking strategic vision regarding the future development of nuclear physics.
"Yes, Comrade Aiguo has a particularly good eye; otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to develop motorcycles, off-road vehicles, and large airplanes."
The superior paused for a moment, then asked, "Is the supercomputer now processing the data that the professor and his team brought over?"
"Yes, according to Comrade Li Aiguo's estimate, it will take at least three days to get the results."
"Okay, I'll report back as soon as I have the results."
The higher-level leaders are paying close attention to the development of this super mushroom egg.
Having ordinary mushroom eggs can deter those ill-intentioned enemies outside.
However, only by truly realizing the practical application and miniaturization of the Super Mushroom Egg can it be achieved.
Only when it can be mounted on missiles can a true nuclear deterrent be established.
The Russians have already started gathering their forces.
Time is running out.
Li Aiguo was extremely busy for the next two days.
He had to keep an eye on the supercomputer's operation and was also being pulled by Professor Yu to learn the basics of nuclear physics, making him extremely busy.
However, the gains were also considerable.
Professor Yu truly lives up to his reputation as a leading figure in nuclear physics; his extensive knowledge and research on the super mushroom egg far surpasses that of others.
Li Aiguo also learned a lot.
Once the super mushroom egg is successfully developed...
If we take the technology from the system, we might be able to create a super mushroom-shaped missile that can be loaded into an intercontinental ballistic missile.
Meanwhile, thousands of miles away in the heart of Europe, in France...
Paris, a world-renowned international metropolis, is famous worldwide for its prosperity and romance.
But for the working class living at the bottom of this city, behind the prosperity lies a fast pace that leaves them breathless.
Especially for ordinary employees, they are always rushing to work on weekdays, and by the time they leave the building after get off work, the city lights are often already on.
That only applies on weekends.
They can barely squeeze out a little time for themselves to stroll along the Champs-Élysées, watch a newly released movie at the cinema, or have a secret rendezvous with their lover in a café...
However, Henry had absolutely no desire to enjoy his leisure time this weekend.
His damn back pain had flared up again, and it had reached an unbearable level. He was a low-level employee at a large bank.
Henry's daily work involves sitting at a cramped workstation, dealing with all sorts of customers.
Years of prolonged sitting and mental stress caused him to develop severe lumbar muscle strain and lumbar disc herniation at a young age.
He has seen many Western doctors.
After reviewing his scans, the doctors in white coats simply shrugged helplessly and told him that this condition was almost incurable and could only be managed with medication.
If it is allowed to continue to worsen, the worst outcome could be paralysis of the lower body.
paralysis?
This word was like a bolt from the blue for Henry.
Keep in mind that Henry is only in his early thirties this year, in the prime of his life.
Although he has been having a philandering life and has fathered an illegitimate child, he has not yet gotten married.
His wonderful life has just begun, how could he be willing to accept a tragic future of spending the rest of his life in a wheelchair?
In order to cure this disease, he has visited almost every hospital in Paris, big and small, over the past few years.
I spent a lot of francs, took a lot of Western medicine, and had countless physical therapies, but it was never a cure.
Just when Henry was in despair, one day on his way to work, he saw that a new shop had opened on the street sometime during his absence.
The shop sign prominently displays the words "Red Star Traditional Chinese Medicine Clinic" in both Chinese and French.
The shop's exterior stands out starkly against the backdrop of the many Baroque and Gothic buildings that line the streets of Paris.
It does not adopt the common Western architectural style.
Instead, it is decorated in an antique style, with flying eaves, brackets, carved beams and painted rafters, full of rich oriental exoticism.
It's so captivating that passersby can't help but take a second look.
During this period, French television news frequently broadcast messages from the Far East.
From sensational antibiotics to all sorts of novel industrial products.
The mystery surrounding the East is gradually being unveiled, and Henry has heard about it.
Henry had no idea what Traditional Chinese Medicine was.
However, a friend of mine received acupuncture there and described it as miraculous, saying it was especially effective for back pain.
Henry is going to give it a try today.
Henry froze as soon as he got out of the car.
A long queue had already formed in front of the Hongxing Traditional Chinese Medicine Clinic.
The procession even turned a corner and extended onto another street.
Even hospitals aren't this crowded.
Henry walked up to him with a bewildered expression, patted the shoulder of a middle-aged man at the end of the line, and asked him in confusion.
"Hey buddy, what's going on here? Why are there so many people in line?"
"Hey buddy, you don't know yet? The doctor practicing here is a legendary physician from the East!"
"A miracle doctor?" Henry raised an eyebrow.
"I have a chronic stomachache, and no amount of medicine helped. But after drinking two doses of herbal medicine, guess what? I feel much better."
Henry was initially skeptical, but seeing this, he quickly joined the queue.
Although there were many people in line, the queue was very orderly.
Occasionally, a few delinquent youths would try to cut in line and cause trouble, taking advantage of their strength and physique.
Before the people in the clinic could come out to stop them, several Parisian police officers on the street corner immediately strode forward with dark faces and unceremoniously drove them out.
Henry was secretly alarmed upon seeing this.
Although modern Paris doesn't have the same zero-dollar shopping spree as later generations, regardless of winning or losing, its security isn't exactly good either.
These Paris police officers usually turn a blind eye to such trivial matters, why are they so proactive today?
He then realized that this seemingly ordinary traditional Chinese medicine clinic probably had an official background.
Even the local police station had to give them face and maintain order.
Although the line kept moving, there were so many people that Henry had to stand outside for the entire morning.
It wasn't until almost noon that I stepped into the traditional Chinese medicine clinic.
There were seven or eight Chinese medicine doctors on duty. After learning that Henry had back pain, he was taken to the acupuncture room.
A very young-looking Chinese doctor greeted us with a smile and asked in fluent French.
"Sir, where does it hurt?"
Henry lifted the back of his shirt and pointed to the lower part of his spine: "It's right here. It hurts terribly, and sometimes I can't even walk."
The young doctor nodded, extended two fingers, and gently pressed around the spot Henry indicated.
Henry had expected that touching his sore spot would be extremely painful.
Unexpectedly, the other party's technique was extremely exquisite. Not only did it not aggravate the pain, but it also gave a feeling of indescribable comfort.
"Well, I understand the situation. The problem isn't too serious; it's mainly due to meridian blockage caused by years of overuse." The young doctor withdrew his hand.
"I'll give you a basic acupuncture treatment first. This first treatment is a free trial."
"Free?" Henry's eyes widened in disbelief.
In Paris, a place where capitalism reigns supreme, even breathing fresh air is taxed, yet there's this amazing thing of free medical treatment?
"That's right, it's free. After you finish this first treatment, if you feel it works well and think this treatment suits you, you can decide whether to continue with the next course of treatment."
As he spoke, the young doctor took out a box of silver needles.
Henry's eyes twitched slightly when he saw the rows of thin silver needles of varying lengths.
He had seen these long needles before in some street magic or circus performances, and always thought they were some kind of trickery or torture devices.
However, what happened next was completely unexpected for Henry.
This left this Parisian, who prided himself on being well-traveled and knowledgeable, completely baffled.
Before administering the injection, the nurse did not have him lie down immediately, but instead took him to a small room next door.
An X-ray was taken using the latest imported equipment from the East.
Then they took his temperature and blood pressure, and recorded the data in a medical record.
Back in the acupuncture room, after the young doctor carefully examined the X-ray, the nurse used a cotton swab dipped in alcohol to disinfect the area where Henry needed acupuncture.
The silver needles were just taken out of the high-pressure steam sterilizer next to it.
This entire process is even more modern than those in the grand hospitals of Paris.
Henry, lying on the treatment bed, couldn't contain his curiosity and turned to ask.
"Doctor, aren't you... traditional ancient Eastern doctors?"
Shouldn't we just use those herbs, or some ancient, mysterious primitive therapy?
Why would they still use modern equipment like X-ray machines and blood pressure monitors?
The young doctor picked up a silver needle and answered Henry's question with a smile.
"Sir, you may have some misunderstandings about traditional Chinese medicine."
In the field of medicine, there is actually no need to deliberately distinguish between 'modern therapy' and 'primitive therapy'.
"Oh?"
"As doctors, we have only one goal: to cure our patients!"
With this purpose in mind, both the ancient methods of observation, auscultation, inquiry, and palpation, and the modern X-ray fluoroscopy, are merely tools we use to understand the illness.
As long as the cause of the disease can be accurately diagnosed, the method chosen is really not important.
Traditional Chinese medicine has never been synonymous with stagnation; it is also evolving with the times.
Upon hearing this, Henry paused for a moment, pondering the words carefully in his mind, before nodding in deep agreement.
"That makes perfect sense!"
I never expected that you, sir, who look so young, could say such philosophical things.
It seems my perspective was too narrow before.
"No, no, no, you flatter me. I didn't invent these words; they were taught to us by my teacher," the young doctor said modestly, waving his hand.
"Your teacher?" An image immediately came to Henry's mind.
"To be able to say such things and to have taught such an excellent doctor like you, your teacher must have been a highly respected, white-haired, long-bearded old Chinese medicine doctor, right?"
"Haha, sir, you guessed wrong again." The young doctor couldn't help but laugh out loud.
"My teacher is indeed highly respected and has superb medical skills, but in terms of age, he is not old at all, in fact... about the same age as me."
As he spoke, the young doctor had already inserted the needle.
Henry felt a slight ache in his lower back.
The sensation wasn't painful; instead, it felt like a gentle, warm current spreading rapidly from where the needle had pierced the skin.
After several silver needles of varying lengths were inserted into the acupoints, a miracle occurred.
Henry soon felt the soreness subsiding at an incredible speed.
Instead, there was a long-lost sense of ease and comfort.
"Alright, sir, your first treatment for today is complete."
Sometime later, the young doctor removed the silver needles.
Henry slowly got out of bed and tentatively twisted his waist.
It doesn't hurt anymore! It really doesn't hurt anymore!
Henry was so excited he almost wanted to shout.
He was almost inexplicably fascinated by this wonderful therapeutic feeling.
"Doctor! This is simply a miracle of God! No, this is an Eastern miracle!"
Where do I pay? I need to schedule my second treatment now!
"Sir, our standard treatment plan for the next session, the cost for the second treatment is 500 francs," the young doctor said, maintaining his polite smile as he quoted the price.
"500 francs..."
Henry's expression changed; he finally understood why the first time was free.
However, the thought that his back pain might be cured or that he might be spared from paralysis made him grit his teeth.
"No problem! This money was well spent! I'll go to the front desk to pay right now!"
"Doctor, now that I've paid, could you please do me a few more acupuncture treatments for a second round? I want to get better quickly!"
"I'm sorry, sir. You just had your first meridian massage, and your body needs time to adjust and absorb the therapeutic effects."
The second acupuncture session must be performed three days later to achieve the best therapeutic effect.
Too much of a good thing is bad; that won't work today.
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Henry was taken aback.
Well, now I'm the one offering money, and they don't even want it.
Strangely enough, when faced with the doctor's refusal, Henry found himself feeling no anger whatsoever.
On the contrary, the doctor's unwavering attitude towards money made him trust and admire the traditional Chinese medicine clinic and the young doctor in front of him even more.
This is a truly ethical and skilled doctor!
“Okay, I will follow your instructions completely, Doctor!” Henry nodded in complete agreement, but before leaving, he couldn’t help but turn back and ask.
"Sir, may I ask your name? I need to see you again in three days!"
"Shen Guan!"
Shen Guan pointed to the badge on his chest.
(End of this chapter)