Chapter 880
Top Secret Intelligence, Passionate Hearts
Yang Anchao finally calmed down and regained his spirits.
He walked up to Wang Donglai, paused for a moment, and then said, "Mr. Wang, how much room for improvement is there for the Hercules rocket engine? I always feel that it's just a little short of increasing the thrust to 1,500 tons."
Wang Donglai's expression didn't change much upon hearing this.
Outside the window, the lights on the ninth test stand were going out one by one, only the final assembly workshop was still lit, where his team was working overtime.
What is the pressure in the combustion chamber?
"28.5 MPa".
What about the theoretical limit?
"32 MPa".
Yang Anchao paused for a moment and said, "But that's a materials science issue. The combustion chamber wall temperature is already close to the creep limit of nickel-based single crystal alloys. Pushing it any higher will drastically reduce the lifespan."
Wang Dong looked at Yang Anchao and said, "There's something you don't know yet. It was supposed to be top secret, but the lunar base project is also very important, so I think you should know about it too."
Yang Anchao could hear the seriousness and earnestness in Wang Donglai's tone.
Clearly, this technology is very important and also highly confidential.
He even considered telling him that he didn't need to be told about the situation.
"Some time ago, the group's room temperature superconducting materials research and development team made a breakthrough."
Yang Anchao's pupils constricted instantly, and a look of extreme shock, even terror, appeared on his face.
"You...you mean..."
Seeing Yang Anchao's extremely shocked expression, Wang Donglai softly uttered a sentence: "Yes, you heard me right!"
Upon receiving Wang Donglai's reaffirmation, Yang Anchao's breath caught in his throat for a moment.
Breath of life.
The materials laboratory of Galaxy Technology has just produced an "incomplete, preliminary, pseudo-room temperature superconducting material".
The reason for so many qualifiers is that it cannot work stably at normal pressure and temperature; it requires -23.4 degrees Celsius and five atmospheres of pressure.
However, its zero-resistance characteristic under specific conditions has been experimentally verified seventy-three times.
The data is detailed and reliable, and has been verified by multiple parties.
"The zero resistance temperature of the soil is currently -23.4 degrees Celsius."
Wang Donglai continued, "The night on the moon is minus 180 degrees Celsius, a vacuum environment with no atmospheric pressure. When the engine is working in space, the nozzle faces absolute zero, not 3,000 degrees Celsius."
"Therefore, in the lunar environment, the soil can be used normally as a material."
Yang Anchao's eyes gradually lit up.
"If the soil-repellent coating could be applied to the inner walls of the combustion chamber..."
"Zero resistance means zero Joule heat, no heat loss, and no thermal barrier."
Wang Donglai picked up where he left off, saying, "You no longer need to fight against the high-temperature creep of materials; you only need to solve the problem of maintaining the phase transition conditions at minus thirty degrees Celsius in a space environment."
"The moon's nights can naturally reach -180 degrees Celsius..."
Yang Anchao's voice began to tremble as he said, "But when the engine is running, the combustion chamber is three thousand degrees..."
"Then apply the coating only after the engine is turned off to protect the components from rapid cooling, or apply it first to the nozzle extension section, where the temperature gradient is the greatest and the thermal stress is most concentrated."
Wang Donglai calmly said, "This is not something I should be thinking about for you."
"I'm just telling you, Engineer Yang, the thrust increase of the Hercules rocket engine is not within the laws of physics, but within our existing toolbox."
"And your toolbox is much bigger than you think."
"If you encounter a problem that you can't solve, I can guide you, but for some routine R&D work, you still need to figure it out yourself."
Yang Anchao's expression became extremely excited, even agitated.
He seemed to have already foreseen that the rocket engine, in his hands, would once again break through the limits and reach an even higher thrust record.
This is not only a breakthrough in rocket engine thrust, but also a breakthrough in the entire aerospace field.
Wherever engines can be used, this technological breakthrough will lead to tremendous development.
As for Wang Donglai's words, which were somewhat cold and ruthless, he didn't feel much of a reaction.
After all, he treats his graduate students the same way, always with good intentions.
When Wang Donglai left, it was already evening.
Originally, according to Wang Donglai's schedule, he wasn't supposed to stay here for very long.
However, since Wang Donglai had finally made it here, Yang Anchao and the others were naturally extremely excited.
In particular, Wang Donglai just proposed the plan to launch the entire arrow to the moon.
For researchers, Wang Donglai is a treasure trove; with just a little digging, they can unearth a wealth of gold.
That's why Wang Donglai didn't leave smoothly.
He was surrounded by researchers who asked him questions.
Finally, with no other option, Wang Donglai held a technical lecture and answered everyone's questions.
After all, these R&D personnel are his own employees, so Wang Donglai has remained there until now.
The red flag is still parked in the same spot, but the driver has changed shifts.
The previous driver was informed by Wa that "General Manager Wang's meeting has been extended," and he volunteered to work overtime until midnight, but was forced to leave work.
Wang Donglai sat in the back seat, leaned back, and closed his eyes to rest.
Outside the car window, the outline of the ninth test stand gradually shrank into the night, eventually becoming a silver-gray silhouette that blended into the sea of lights in the Tangdu Industrial Zone.
"Wa, record this."
"please say."
"First, the first phase of the Galaxy Aerospace lunar base plan has been adjusted to prioritize the 'whole rocket landing on the moon' approach."
"Please have Yang Anchao's team submit a key technology verification roadmap within three months, and include it in the group's major special project next year. There is no upper limit to the R&D budget. Recruit as many people as needed, and build as many test benches as needed. Tell Yang Anchao—I will only sign, I will not look at the amount!"
"Recorded".
"Second, we will initiate formal communication procedures with the State Administration of Science, Technology and Industry for National Defense and the China National Space Administration. The topic is 'incorporating heavy-lift launch vehicle technology into the national civil aerospace research plan.' Our technical team will be led by Yang Anchao, and I can intervene if necessary."
"Recorded. Do you want to generate conversation notes?"
"Generated! Two key pieces of information: GalaxySpace is willing to open up the full technology shelf of the Hercules engine to participate in the national deep space exploration mission; at the same time, it hopes to share the parallel control data from the pre-research phase of the Long March 9 rocket."
"The risks of technology peer-to-peer exchange need to be assessed..."
"There is no risk."
Wang Donglai said, "There's no need for that!"
Nuwa remained silent for two seconds.
"Recording complete."
Wang Donglai opened his eyes and looked out the car window.
The night sky over Tangdu was dyed orange-red by the city lights, and no stars could be seen.
But he knew those stars were there.
On the lunar surface, 450,000 kilometers away, in the permanently shadowed region east of the Shackleton Crater Chain, inside the horizontal rocket that Yang Anchao will dream of tonight.
He recalled that when the meeting ended, the young man named Chen Mo chased after him, stood in the corridor, hesitated for a few seconds, and then asked a question.
"Mr. Wang, how do you know this will definitely succeed?"
Wang Donglai stopped and looked back at him.
The young man was a little nervous, gripping the notebook so tightly that his knuckles turned white.
But he didn't back down; he stubbornly waited for an answer.
Wang Donglai thought for a moment and told him, "I stood on the moon for forty minutes."
"During those forty minutes, I had only one thought in my mind: next time I come, I want to bring more people."
"And that's why I was able to succeed."
Chen Mo did not ask any further questions.
He stood in the corridor, watching Wang Donglai enter the elevator, the doors closed, and the floor numbers descended one by one.
Much later, he looked down and opened his notebook.
Below the line “Lishi-2000·Three-machine parallel·Arrow to the Moon”, he added four small characters: It must succeed.
The Galaxy Aerospace R&D Center late at night.
The lights in the final assembly workshop had been turned off, but the R&D staff throughout the R&D center were burning with enthusiasm.
……
Three days later, the weather in Tangdu City was sunny.
At the headquarters of Galaxy Technology, Wang Donglai is reviewing the research and development data on a specific drug for hepatitis B submitted by Galaxy Bio.
Outside the window, sunlight streams through the panoramic floor-to-ceiling windows, casting a warm dappled pattern on the desk.
"Boss, Lin Mo and his sister Lin Xiaoyu have arrived."
At this moment, Nuwa's voice rang out: "Waiting in the lobby on the first floor."
Wang Donglai put down his tablet, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.
Of course he remembered those two names.
Three days ago, there was the girl detained in the Shan State industrial park, and the auditor brother who stayed up all night. But according to normal procedures, Lin Xiaoyu should now be receiving psychological rehabilitation treatment in Yunnan Province, and it will take at least a week before she can be discharged.
"Let them come up."
Five minutes later, the office door slid open gently.
Lin Mo walked ahead, wearing a white plaid shirt, with dark circles under his eyes, but his spirit was completely different. The oppressive despair had disappeared, replaced by an indescribable sense of peace.
Behind him stood Lin Xiaoyu.
The girl was wearing a simple floral dress, which Lin Mo had just bought at Tangdu Shopping Mall the night before.
Her complexion was much better than it had been three days ago; her cheeks had regained some color, and her eyes were no longer unfocused.
But when her eyes met Wang Donglai's, her body instinctively flinched slightly. This was a mark left by trauma that would take time to erase.
"Mr. Wang."
Lin Mo stopped in front of the desk, bowed deeply, and said sincerely, "I brought my sister here to thank you."
Lin Xiaoyu also bowed, her movements somewhat stiff, but sincere.
Wang Donglai stood up, walked around the desk, and stood in front of the two men.
He didn't say anything polite like "no need for formalities," but instead carefully examined Lin Xiaoyu for a moment before asking, "How is your recovery going?"
Lin Xiaoyu was stunned for a moment, not expecting that this was the first thing this tech giant with a net worth of trillions would say.
She pursed her lips, her voice soft: "The doctor said I can be discharged after two more days of observation, and the psychologist said I'm recovering better than expected."
"That's good."
Wang Donglai nodded and gestured to the two of them, saying, "Please sit down."
The three of them took their seats in the reception area.
Wang Donglai's assistant had already prepared tea; Lin Mo had Longjing tea, while Lin Xiaoyu had a cup of warm milk.
Lin Xiaoyu looked at the glass of milk, and her eyes suddenly felt a little sore.
"Mr. Wang, we don't know how to repay you."
Lin Mo held the teacup in both hands, his knuckles turning white from the force, and said earnestly, "You saved Xiaoyu's life and our family. From now on, my life belongs to Galaxy Technology. I'll do anything you ask."
Wang Donglai shook his head.
"Your sister's return is not solely due to my efforts."
He looked at Lin Xiaoyu and said, "Your safe return is the result of many people working through the night, including your brother. He didn't sleep all night and searched for clues like a madman. Without him, no one could have saved you."
"You have a good older brother!"
Lin Xiaoyu finally couldn't hold back her tears.
She bit her lip and nodded desperately, but couldn't utter a single word.
Lin Mo reached out and put his arm around his sister's shoulder, his eyes also reddening.
Wang Donglai offered neither comfort nor urging.
He simply sat there quietly, waiting for the two of them to calm down.
a long time.
"Lin Xiaoyu," Wang Donglai said.
Lin Xiaoyu raised her head, her eyes were red, but her gaze was much clearer.
What are your plans next?
Lin Xiaoyu was stunned for a moment.
What to do next? In the past three days, she only knew that she had been rescued, returned home, and was safe, but she never thought about what to do "next".
She opened her mouth, but did not answer.
Wang Donglai did not press the matter further.
He picked up his teacup and took a small sip.
"The company is preparing to develop a charity fund called 'Firefly'."
"This fund is specifically designed to help victims of telecom fraud recover and rebuild their lives. It provides psychological counseling, skills training, legal aid, and transitional employment."
He put down his teacup and looked at Lin Xiaoyu.
"If you'd like, you can come work for the Firefly Foundation."
Lin Xiaoyu was stunned.
Lin Mo was also stunned.
You can easily find out how valuable the work at Galaxy Tech is by searching online.
After all, Galaxy Tech offers such good benefits that no one would refuse to work there unless they were a fool.
In particular, this fund was personally established by its founder, Wang Donglai.
Even if it's just a fund, its development prospects may not be worse than other businesses.
Lin Mo was stunned because he had thought of this.
Lin Xiaoyu, however, had many thoughts on the matter.
"Mr. Wang, may I ask why I was chosen? I don't have a high level of education; I'm just a graduate from a third-tier university. I also submitted my resume to Galaxy Technology, but I didn't pass the initial screening."
Wang Donglai remained calm and explained, "The Firefly Foundation doesn't just look at academic qualifications."
"What we need more are people who have experienced it firsthand. Only through experience can one truly understand."
“Those who are suffering in the park do not need sympathy, but people who truly understand their situation.”
"You've been in that dark room, you've heard those sounds, you know what fear feels like."
"These are things that people who haven't experienced them simply don't know."
Lin Xiaoyu stared at him blankly.
“The Firefly Foundation has a dedicated psychological support team. You will receive systematic training, and once you are ready, you can go and chat with the victims who have just returned, listen to their stories, and help them get out of the shadows.”
Wang Donglai paused for a moment before continuing, "We can also do some anti-fraud publicity on the company's platform. If we can persuade one person, that's one person's merit. If we can prevent one person from being harmed, that's good too."
He looked directly into Lin Xiaoyu's eyes: "The suffering you've endured can become a light that illuminates others!"
The office suddenly became quiet.
Lin Xiaoyu's tears fell silently.
But this time, it wasn't fear or resentment, but an emotion she had never experienced before: being needed, being recognized, and being given meaning.
She recalled those days in that dark room.
Listening to other people's accounts of the park's conditions, hearing screams and bangs, and catching glimpses of the horrific scenes, all told her how terrifying the place she had come to was.
She considered death, escaping from it all, or giving in.
But she managed to pull through, or perhaps she was just lucky and wasn't immediately targeted.
What kept her alive was her brother's face, the memory of home, and a vague thought: she couldn't just die like this, she had to... she had to have some meaning.
Now, someone is telling her that her experience can be meaningful.
It's practically a form of salvation.
"Mr. Wang."
Lin Xiaoyu stood up, bowed deeply, and said in a trembling but firm voice, "I do."
Lin Mo also stood up, his eyes red-rimmed, but he couldn't speak.
He simply bowed to Wang Donglai again.
Wang Donglai did not dodge and accepted the bow.
Then he stood up, walked to the window, and looked back at the brother and sister.
"Lin Xiaoyu, think it over carefully. This job is not easy. You will have to face a lot of dark things, which may trigger your trauma and keep you up at night."
"I know."
Lin Xiaoyu's voice was much steadyer than before: "But I know even more that if I can save even one person from being deceived, or prevent even one family from experiencing the nightmare that happened to my family, then it's all worth it."
Wang Donglai looked at her, and a hint of relief finally appeared in his eyes.
"it is good!"
"Wa, enter Lin Xiaoyu's information into the Firefly Foundation's talent pool. The training plan will be developed separately by the Psychological Assistance Center. There will be a three-month probationary period, and the salary will be in accordance with the standards for formal employees of the Foundation."
"Executed".
Nuwa's voice rang out again, this time with even more warmth: "Lin Xiaoyu, welcome to Galaxy Technology."
Lin Xiaoyu paused for a moment, then smiled.
That was the first time in three days that she had truly laughed.
Just as the siblings were about to leave, Lin Xiaoyu suddenly stopped.
She turned around, looked at the backlit figure by the window, bit her lip, a determined look in her eyes, and mustered her courage to call out to Wang Donglai, "President Wang."
Wang Donglai turned around.
"Is there anything else?"
Lin Xiaoyu took a deep breath, as if she had made a very difficult decision. (End of Chapter)