155: Chapter 155 This plan, I can't even understand it?

Dragon Academy of Sciences.

Professor Zhou Xuemin clutched the large stack of document bags given to him by Xu Hao and headed straight for his office.

He opened the door, closed it, and set down the document bags—the movements were fluid and completed in one go, without a hint of hesitation.

"Whew… exhausted!"

Professor Zhou Xuemin let out a long breath. The continuous running had made his face flush, and he was panting for air.

If not for the fact that he exercised regularly and was in good physical condition,

he might not have been able to carry so many document bags up by himself.

Of course,

it wasn't that there was no one to help him carry them up; it was mainly because Xu Hao had acted so mysteriously, telling him again and again that this was a 'Big Gift'.

Professor Zhou Xuemin naturally didn't want anyone else to handle these heavy document bags.

"I really want to see what this 'Big Gift' that Xiao Hao mentioned actually is?!"

Professor Zhou Xuemin rested for a while, finally managing to calm his emotions slightly.

He took a utility knife, cut along the opening to break the seal, removed the sealing thread, and opened the first document bag.

A thick stack of papers; Professor Zhou Xuemin carefully pulled them all out.

Before he even opened the contents, the title on the cover made him stop his movements immediately.

On the cover of the document was a striking, bold headline:

Feasibility Design Plan for the LG-20 Nuclear-powered Ocean-going Aircraft Carrier (Revised Edition).

Professor Zhou Xuemin: ???

He was stunned right on the spot.

With a 'boom', his mind went completely blank!!

He had thought of many possibilities, thinking that the document bags might contain H-20 data, or perhaps the second-generation stealth technology for the H-20 Strategic Stealth Bomber.

But!

He never expected that inside, it would actually contain the design plan for a Nuclear-powered Aircraft Carrier.

Professor Zhou Xuemin stared blankly at the design plan in his hands, his pupils dilated and losing focus; reflected in his eyes were only those jarring, large black-and-white characters.

After a good while, he finally came back to his senses.

The hands holding the design plan were actually trembling slightly.

His eyes regained their luster, but his cloudy pupils were flickering unceasingly at this moment.

In just a few seconds, his entire eyes were covered in tears, and his wrinkled eyelids could not hold back the tears that were accumulating more and more.

"Drip…"

Tears streaked down his wrinkled face and dripped onto the floor.

This man, over sixty years old, was actually shedding silent tears while facing a design plan.

"Xiao Hao! You really are… the hope of the Dragon Country!!!"

He didn't know how much time had passed when Professor Zhou Xuemin let out a hoarse exclamation.

His eyes welled up with a sense of admiration and respect he had never felt before.

Professor Zhou Xuemin finally understood.

Why Xu Hao had told him repeatedly that this was a 'Big Gift'.

Now it seemed.

This wasn't just a 'Big Gift', it was the most sincere, most priceless hope that could not be described in words!

Under circumstances where countless researchers had poured their heart and blood into it, yet had absolutely no way to develop a Nuclear-powered Aircraft Carrier,

Xu Hao's heavy design plan for a Nuclear-powered Aircraft Carrier had lit up the dawn of hope for the Dragon Country!!

He solemnly placed the first document gently on the table.

Then.

Professor Zhou Xuemin took the utility knife, opened the second one, and placed it on the table.

Then the third, the fourth, the fifth…

He cleared away all the books and documents originally on the table.

Because there were too many design plan documents, and there was no more room.

When all the document bags were opened and all the documents were taken out.

Dozens of documents, each about ten centimeters thick, were placed on the table in sequence.

From one end of the table to the other, it was packed full.

Professor Zhou Xuemin took a deep breath, wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and put on a solemn and serious expression.

Turning around, he walked towards the door.

Without hesitation, he immediately locked the office door.

Then, he came to the desk, put on his reading glasses, opened the first design document, and began to study.

"Pressurized water reactor, the main type of nuclear reactor."

"The primary circuit generates high-temperature, high-pressure hot water, and by adjusting the insertion depth of the control rods into the nuclear fuel, the thermal output of the pressurized water reactor is controlled…"

"The enormous energy generated by nuclear fission heats the water in the primary circuit, and while heating, it pressurizes this water, causing the water temperature to continuously rise without boiling."

"Then, this hot water is introduced into the secondary circuit through corresponding devices…"

The design plan went from simple theoretical analysis to deeper-dimensional parsing, and then to the structural design of each module.

From easy to difficult, the more Professor Zhou Xuemin read, the more shocked he became. He was completely immersed in this meticulous design plan, forgetting himself and the passage of time entirely.

In the blink of an eye, it was evening.

Professor Zhou Xuemin's assistant knocked on the door, "Professor Zhou, it's time for dinner."

He had learned in the afternoon that Professor Zhou Xuemin had returned with a stack of documents, and seeing that the office door was locked, he guessed that he must be doing research.

So he hadn't disturbed him all afternoon.

But now that it was night and dinner time, the assistant had to come and call him.

Unexpectedly, Professor Zhou Xuemin had no interest in eating because he was so deeply attracted by the design plan that he had reached a state of fasting.

Without even raising his head, he shouted directly: "Not hungry! No time!"

The assistant was stunned, the knocking action paused, he awkwardly scratched his head, did not dare to disturb him again, and had to leave.

Not long after, the assistant waited for two or three hours, and seeing that Professor Zhou Xuemin still hadn't come out, he came over to call him again.

Professor Zhou Xuemin still had no time to respond, "Not eating! Don't disturb me!!"

The assistant was dumbfounded!

What was wrong with Professor Zhou today? Usually, even if there was an important project, even if it wasn't mealtime, he would come out to eat a little.

Today, he wouldn't even open the door, and didn't even have the time to talk.

"Could it be that the higher-ups issued a new research project?"

The assistant guessed.

But it shouldn't be given to Professor Zhou!

Professor Zhou's current focus of work was not on research projects.

The assistant couldn't figure it out, so he decided not to think about it.

He packed the food in an electric rice cooker, used a cart to send it to the door of Professor Zhou Xuemin's office, and plugged it in to keep it warm.

This way, Professor Zhou could eat as soon as he came out.

External interference did not stop him from researching.

Professor Zhou Xuemin held a pencil, combining the sketches drawn by Xu Hao and the software diagrams, carefully looking at every word on them.

"The reactor core determines, to a certain extent, the effective activity of nuclear fission."

"Core reactivity calculation is realized by the fine-mesh finite difference program CITATION for solving the neutron diffusion equation."

"Energy group is 4 groups, using two-dimensional (r, x) geometry…"

"Fuel elements calculate and flow in the core active zone according to the divided curvilinear grid, divided by layer and batch."

"CITATION difference calculation uses a rectangular grid. Between VSOP and CITATION, conversions of cross-sections, flux, etc., will be performed on different spatial grids."

"The macroscopic cross-sections obtained by VSOP will be converted into the form of CITATION, CITATION obtains the neutron fluence rate, and then converts it to the flux of each layer in VSOP…"

At first, Professor Zhou Xuemin could still understand the design principles inside.

But as he read further down, he actually started to be unable to understand some of the core technical knowledge and principles.

"I actually can't even understand it?"

Professor Zhou Xuemin stopped for the first time, holding the pencil, looking with a puzzled face at the equations and complex mathematical formulas written on it.

The Chief Academician and President of the Dragon Academy of Sciences actually couldn't understand it?!

If this were said out loud, who would believe it?

Yet now, it had truly happened.

Professor Zhou Xuemin sighed softly; even though he racked his brains, he just couldn't grasp it.

"Sigh…"

He gave a wry smile and put down the pencil.

What kind of situation is this…