35: Chapter 35 The Collapse of Theoretical Barriers
Xihe Base, theoretical verification center.
The atmosphere here was completely different from the fervor during the materials science breakthrough at the "Qianlong" Base; it was more like a war without smoke, yet far more brutal.
Gathered here were top experts in fusion physics, plasma, and theoretical physics, hailed as titans within the Dragon Kingdom and even the world.
They were facing the theoretical framework provided in the "Golden Crow" conceptual design by Patriot X, a framework that completely overturned existing knowledge.
Skepticism, like thick dark clouds, hung over the heart of every expert.
"Absurd!" An elderly professor with thinning hair and thick glasses slammed his hand onto the printout. He was Academician Zhao, an authority in the domestic nuclear physics community. "This magnetic field configuration? It completely violates the physical laws verified by tokamaks for fifty years! Where does the stability come from? What is turbulence suppression relying on? Are we relying on imagination?"
"And this ignition scheme," another Professor Li, who specialized in plasma dynamics, furrowed his brows. "Bypassing inertial confinement and high-energy lasers, using some 'Resonant Field Effect'? This sounds more like a setting from science fiction! Existing physical models cannot support this at all!"
The conference room was filled with similar debates and denials.
The academic systems these experts had spent their entire lives building were now facing their most severe challenge. To accept this blueprint was tantamount to asking them to deny their own past achievements and beliefs.
Old Chen sat at the head of the table, not rushing to refute, just listening calmly.
Forced orders could not convince these top minds; only facts could shatter prejudice.
"Everyone, arguing won't solve the problem." Old Chen spoke slowly, his voice steady. "I know this data challenges the limits of our cognition. But the value of the two gifts previously sent by Patriot X needs no further elaboration. What we need to do now is not argue about what it 'should' be, but use every tool at our disposal to verify what it 'could' be."
He pointed to the row of supercomputers running at full capacity on the side of the conference room: "The 'Jiuzhou' system is ready, and all initial parameters and mathematical models have been input. What we need is calculation, an unbiased deduction! Rebuild the model starting from the most basic Maxwell's equations, from the lowest-level logic of plasma dynamics!"
"Work in groups!" Old Chen ordered. "Group One, take charge of magnetic field configuration and stability simulation; Group Two, take charge of plasma confinement and turbulence analysis; Group Three, take charge of the feasibility calculation for the resonant ignition scheme... All processes are to be conducted independently and cross-verified! I want to see the most raw, clean data!"
As the order was given, despite their lingering doubts, the experts' professional ethics and loyalty to the national mission drove them to quickly throw themselves into the work.
The supercomputer "Jiuzhou" emitted a low roar, its massive cooling system operating at full power. On the screens, countless complex formulas and models began to take shape, with massive amounts of data surging like a river.
At first, the simulation results were full of "errors" and "failures to converge."
Expected plasma escape, magnetic field collapse, energy dissipation... According to traditional theory, this configuration could not possibly exist stably.
"Look! I told you it wouldn't work!" Academician Zhao pointed at the first "failed" result simulated on the screen, his tone carrying a trace of relief, yet also some inexplicable disappointment.
"Wait!" A young doctor in charge of Group Two stared intently at the screen, his fingers rapidly adjusting parameters. "Introduce the 'spacetime curvature fine-tuning factor' mentioned in the file... Calculate it again!"
New parameters were input; it was an extremely obscure correction term in the Patriot X data that had been overlooked by almost everyone.
The simulation on the screen restarted.
This time, the plasma, which had previously been violent and restless, trying to break free from its constraints, seemed to be gently smoothed out by an invisible hand, beginning to run along a beautiful and stable orbit. Turbulence was suppressed to an extremely low level!
"This... how is this possible?!" Academician Zhao lunged toward the screen, his eyes nearly popping out. "The stability parameter... it far exceeds the optimal expectations!"
At the same time, exclamations came from Group Three: "The resonant ignition model... the calculated energy convergence efficiency... has reached ninety-five percent! Far exceeding laser ignition!"
Breakthroughs happened one after another, like dominoes.
After introducing the new magnetic field calculation formula, Group One found that the complex magnetic field, which was previously thought to collapse instantly, actually presented a dynamic, self-healing stable structure!
"Self-organizing magnetic field! This is a self-organizing magnetic field!" An old expert's voice trembled with excitement. "A state we have only hypothesized in theory!"
One day, two days... When all the independent calculation groups placed their final reports, after repeated verification and elimination of all possible errors, in front of Old Chen, the entire theoretical verification center fell into a strange silence.
All reports pointed to the same conclusion—
The "Golden Crow" design scheme was not only completely feasible at the theoretical level, but its efficiency, stability, and safety comprehensively crushed all fusion technology routes currently in the world! It had built a brand-new physics-engineering system that was logically rigorous, self-consistent, and despairingly superior!
Academician Zhao took off his glasses and rubbed his reddened eyes vigorously, his voice hoarse as he said to Old Chen: "Old Chen... I... I apologize for my previous rashness and conservatism. This data... is real. It has opened a door for us... to a new world."
His words represented the inner voice of all the experts present. Doubt and resistance, in the face of iron-clad mathematical and physical laws, completely collapsed, transforming into a kind of almost devout shock and fanaticism.
Old Chen looked at the heavy report in his hands, which summarized all the verification results, and let out a long, long sigh of relief. The last trace of uncertainty in his heart also dissipated.
"Immediately send the report to the 'Golden Crow' Project General Command!" Old Chen's voice carried a trace of fatigue, yet was filled with incomparable power. "Notify the engineering team that the theoretical obstacles have been cleared! We can proceed with the physical preparation of the 'plasma confinement chamber' at full capacity!"
As the news spread, Xihe Base seemed to have been injected with a new soul, and the eyes of all participants became incomparably firm and bright. They knew that what they were participating in was a great undertaking that would surely be recorded in human history!
Meanwhile, in the rental apartment, Lin Mo watched the progress bar of [Task Two] in the system leap forward by a large margin, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.
The theoretical barriers had already collapsed; the next step was the first move to turn this world-shaking "Sun" from a blueprint into reality.