157: Chapter 157 Room Temperature Superconducting Materials!

The black canvas backpack?

When Chen Jingshan was chatting with them yesterday, he had specifically educated them on the glorious history of this thing.

The complete set of technical drawings for the EUV Lithography Machine was pulled out from there.

The supporting preparation processes for special materials were also pulled out from there.

The core technical data for Fifth-generation Communication and Artificial Intelligence was still pulled out from there.

Within the Xia Academy of Sciences, this thing had long since ceased to be an ordinary bag.

And now, that canvas bag that repeatedly appeared in legends was truly hanging on Lin Yuan's left shoulder, swaying slightly with his steps.

The breathing of the forty or fifty veteran experts grew heavy at the same moment.

Zhou Changming was the first to snap.

He stood up abruptly from his chair, both hands propping up the tabletop, leaning forward, his Adam's apple bobbing violently twice, his voice trembling.

“Academician... Academician Lin!”

“Those materials you mentioned yesterday... could they be...”

He swallowed hard, staring fixedly at the bag, not daring to finish the sentence of his extravagant hope, yet unable to suppress the frenzy in his heart.

“...are they all ready?”

The second those words left his mouth, everyone in the entire experimental hall leaned forward half an inch in unison.

Forty or fifty pairs of eyes were pinned squarely on Lin Yuan's left shoulder; no one dared to even breathe loudly.

Hearing this, Lin Yuan stopped in his tracks.

He glanced at Zhou Changming, the corners of his mouth curling up slightly into an extremely comfortable chuckle.

“Old Zhou, what do you think?”

Lin Yuan didn't answer directly, but merely shrugged his left shoulder casually, letting the bulging canvas bag sway before everyone's eyes.

“I wouldn't go so far as to carry an empty bag here just to tease everyone.”

As Lin Yuan's voice fell, Zhou Changming's entire body shook violently.

He froze there, his arms propping up the table visibly trembling, unable to utter a single word for a long while.

The complete set of preparation data for the supporting materials of Controlled Nuclear Fusion... was ready just like that!?

He only said he had some research yesterday, and today, after a single night, he pulled it all out?!

Zhou Changming's legs went weak, and he slowly slumped back into his chair, his back hitting the backrest heavily, his mind buzzing.

The other veteran experts in the field of materials around him weren't doing much better; they were all dumbstruck, their eyes nearly popping out of their sockets.

He Mingde, sitting next to the head seat, unconsciously rubbed his knees. His throat bobbed, but he forced himself to swallow the words that were on the tip of his tongue.

Lin Yuan didn't stand at the door for long. With one hand in his pocket, he walked straight toward the depths of the hall.

His pace remained steady and unhurried, the canvas bag swaying slightly with his stride.

Forty or fifty pairs of scorching gazes remained glued to that bag, following his movement until he reached the very front of the long table.

Lin Yuan pulled out a chair but wasn't in a hurry to sit down.

He first took the canvas bag off his left shoulder and placed it steadily in the center of the tabletop with both hands.

Then, under everyone's watchful eyes, his fingers caught the zipper.

“Zip——”

The sound of the metal zipper being pulled open was exceptionally crisp.

The spines of the dozens of people below the stage straightened instantly.

Zhou Changming's upper body involuntarily leaned forward another two inches, nearly pressing his chest against the edge of the table.

Lin Yuan didn't look at them.

He lowered his head and took items out of the canvas bag one by one.

One, two, three, four...

Five military-grade encrypted solid-state drives were taken out by him and lined up neatly on the table.

On the heavy metal casing of each drive, a white label was pasted, containing hand-written classification numbers and brief notes.

After doing all this, Lin Yuan finally sat down in his chair leisurely.

He leaned back comfortably against the chair, raised his hand to pick up the first drive on the far left, and lightly brushed his thumb over the label on the casing.

“The first one.”

He flicked his wrist slightly, showing the white label on the drive to the audience below.

“Magnetic field section.”

“It contains the complete preparation process for a new generation of High-Temperature Superconducting Tapes, as well as a full set of engineering parameters for the supporting Super Steel structural components...”

As his voice landed, several veteran experts in the field of Magnetic Confinement sitting in the front row craned their necks forward, their breathing becoming extremely heavy.

Lin Yuan didn't give them time to react; he placed the first drive back on the table and picked up the second.

“The second one.”

“Wall materials and structural section.”

“Contains high-performance tungsten-based composites, SiC/SiC ceramic matrix composites, Beryllium-based Materials...”

“The complete preparation plans for the relevant materials are all inside.”

Zhou Changming gripped the armrests of his chair tightly with both hands, his ten fingers like iron hooks, his entire body tensed like a drawn bow.

Lin Yuan put down the second and picked up the third.

“The third one.”

“Tritium Breeding and energy recovery section.”

“Contains Lithium-based Ceramic Tritium Breeding materials, Liquid Lithium-lead Alloys, Low-activation Steel...”

Listening to Lin Yuan's words, He Mingde's breathing suddenly grew much heavier.

Tritium Breeding!

This was the key link for Controlled Nuclear Fusion to move toward commercial operation and achieve fuel self-sufficiency.

Lin Yuan had actually prepared the materials for this section too?

Lin Yuan set down the third and picked up the fourth, his speaking speed and rhythm unchanged.

“The fourth one.”

“Thermal insulation, electrical insulation, and auxiliary materials section.”

“Contains High-temperature Radiation-resistant Insulating Ceramics, high-temperature resistant sealing materials...”

The veteran experts present were completely numb, their brains having stopped thinking amidst the frantic shock.

From magnetic fields to wall materials, from Tritium Breeding to thermal insulation...

Four drives, four major modules, covering the entire material system of the Controlled Nuclear Fusion device from the inside out, from the core to the auxiliary.

The contents of any one of these drives, if taken out, would be enough to drive the global materials science community insane.

And Lin Yuan, by himself, had organized all these things?

Zhou Changming stared at the four drives on the table, his lips twitching several times. The expression on his face had shifted from initial shock to a sort of dazed absent-mindedness.

While everyone's attention was firmly captured by these four drives, He Mingde's peripheral vision suddenly caught a detail.

Wait!

There were clearly five drives laid out on the table.

Lin Yuan had only introduced four.

There was one more!

He Mingde's gaze locked onto that fifth drive.

Magnetic field, wall materials, Tritium Breeding, thermal insulation...

These four modules had pretty much covered the supporting materials needed for the fusion reactor.

Then what was in the fifth drive?

He Mingde couldn't hold it in anymore.

He rubbed his knees, his Adam's apple bobbed, and he spoke with a somewhat dry throat.

“Academician Lin.”

“The first four: magnetic field, wall materials, Tritium Breeding, thermal insulation...”

He paused, his tongue pressing against the roof of his mouth, trying to keep his voice steady.

“Logically speaking, all the core supporting materials required for the fusion reactor have been covered.”

He reached out and gestured vaguely toward the drive on the far right of the table.

“Then this last one... is?”

Upon hearing this, the entire experimental hall fell into an extreme silence for a moment.

Forty or fifty people simultaneously turned their gazes toward that fifth drive, and then back to Lin Yuan.

“Correct, the first four drives indeed already include the core supporting materials needed for the fusion reactor.”

Lin Yuan leaned forward slightly, his gaze sweeping across the room, as he spoke unhurriedly.

“But surely you seniors haven't forgotten that after the fusion reactor achieves ignition, there's still the issue of transmitting that massive amount of energy to be solved?”

While speaking, he reached out his right hand, his fingers lightly resting on the casing of the fifth drive, his thumb unconsciously rubbing back and forth twice.

Then, he looked up, a meaningful smile appearing on his face.

“So, what's in this drive are the materials needed for energy transmission, which is...”

He picked up the drive from the table with two fingers and shook it in the air.

“Room-Temperature Superconducting Material.”