46: Chapter 46 Project Team Established!

Hangzhou City University.

"Zhou Fan... not bad... you actually managed to get such a large clubroom, but why isn't there a table tennis table?"

"Stop calling him Zhou Fan, call him President Zhou..."

Qian Donglai and Sun Chuyang followed behind Zhou Fan with smiles on their faces.

Chen Bing looked at the two animals with disdain, despising them in his heart; yesterday they said they weren't interested in table tennis, yet they were certainly taking advantage of the perks.

"Old Zhou, I'll show you my skills in a bit; I'm incredibly good at table tennis!"

"I believe in you!" Zhou Fan nodded. After all, he was a future academician in materials science. Although he was still in college, Zhou Fan was confident he could cultivate him.

Chen Bing didn't notice anything strange about their conversation and turned his gaze toward the clubroom.

"Are those our Club members, too?"

Several people had already gathered inside the clubroom.

Zhou Fan looked up, glanced at them, and nodded slightly. "Those are all elites I handpicked. What do you think?"

These people were all his roommates from his past life. Relying on his understanding of them from that time, Zhou Fan found it easy to recruit them.

"Zhou Fan, I know recruiting isn't easy, but you can't just take any riffraff!" Chen Bing paused for a moment. Looking at the few people—some wearing glasses and looking thin and small, some looking frail, and others holding books and reading—he couldn't help but say earnestly.

"Don't judge a book by its cover!" Zhou Fan smiled. His roommates from his past life were top students in various fields.

Are they strong? Chen Bing scrutinized the few, a strong fighting spirit gradually emerging in his eyes.

"Then let me test their foundation..." Chen Bing was eager to try. He had confidence in his own table tennis skills. Even if they were weaker than him, it didn't matter; with a little training, they would have the same table tennis skills as him.

"President Zhou, how long will this activity take? Let's finish it quickly; I still want to go back to the library to read!"

"Yeah, wasn't it supposed to be quick? I only came for the credits and the reward..."

"I don't have a racket. Will the Club provide one?"

"..."

Chen Bing looked at their appearance—some still holding books to read, and their nonchalant attitude when mentioning table tennis—which only solidified his belief: they must all be experts, hiding their true skills!

"Everyone, don't be impatient. For the Club's first activity, let's start with theory! Head to the lounge area..."

As Zhou Fan spoke, he took out several documents from his backpack. They were all things he had compiled overnight: some simple introductions to the concept of Room-Temperature Superconductivity. Of course, he had packaged them, and the only slightly more complex parts were the materials science data they were about to research.

He knew these people in front of him quite well. Even Qian Donglai and Sun Chuyang were people he had heard of in his past life, so there was basically no issue with trust.

"What is this?" Chen Bing looked at it, and it seemed quite formal. He had originally thought it was study material related to table tennis, but after taking it, he felt something was off.

"Read it first!" Zhou Fan instructed.

Although the few Club members were a bit confused, they took the documents and began to read them seriously. Gradually, their expressions became focused.

Chen Bing had no choice but to patiently open the materials in his hands.

There was a lot of content he couldn't understand, but gradually, his expression became serious. The speed at which he flipped through the materials slowed down, and he even went back to read it from the beginning.

"Hydrogen-rich compounds... this is... superconducting material!!!"

"Combining hydrogen with other elements... lowering the required metallization pressure..."

"Old Zhou, where did you get this information? I've been following cutting-edge papers on materials science, and I don't seem to have seen this 'hydrogen-rich compound' before?"

Chen Bing's gaze was filled with intensity.

"This is the main direction we are going to research!" Zhou Fan said with a smile.

"The direction we are going to research???" Chen Bing was stunned for a moment, looking at Zhou Fan with disbelief.

"I plan to spend some time developing a new material at the school..." Zhou Fan explained.

"Develop a new material???" Chen Bing looked at Zhou Fan carefully. Observing Zhou Fan's demeanor, it didn't seem like he was faking it, but he felt bewildered inside.

"This isn't... table tennis..." Before he could finish his sentence, he was interrupted by an excited voice.

"President Zhou, is this superconductor project really feasible?" Wen Chenfeng, who was wearing glasses, looked refined, and had a thin build, said with shining eyes.

Qian Donglai and the others immediately reacted as well. They might not have been interested in playing table tennis; the only reason they joined the Club was purely because of Zhou Fan's temptation. The others were the same—not to say all of them, but most were tricked into coming. Yet, at this moment, they were all serious.

They hadn't expected that table tennis was just a front; these materials in their hands were likely the real reason Zhou Fan had gathered them.

"I can't guarantee it will succeed, but any disruptive technological breakthrough is the result of generations passing the baton. Even if we don't succeed, we are paving the way for those who come after!"

After crossing over, Zhou Fan possessed the strange ability to outline things in his mind with lines. Compared to his past life, he naturally had more confidence in the Room-Temperature Superconductivity project.

These words instantly made the expressions of Wen Chenfeng and the others serious, and they subsequently voiced their commitment.

"It is my honor to be able to participate in this!" Wen Chenfeng's tone was very serious.

"I am willing to join!"

"I'll join too..."

"..."

The other people in the Club all voiced their agreement, their eyes glowing.

"So, you didn't establish the table tennis Club to play table tennis at all..." By this point, even if Chen Bing was slow, he should have realized it. He looked at Zhou Fan with a complex expression.

"I don't recall saying... that I established this Club to play table tennis..." Zhou Fan thought for a moment and nodded firmly. "I didn't say that!"

"..." Chen Bing was speechless. So all the internal drama he had earlier was just his own imagination??

But the next second, his eyes instantly became fiery again, and he took the materials in his hand and leaned toward Zhou Fan.

"How exactly is the material ratio of this hydrogen-rich compound calculated..."

"Also, to do this, we need precursor materials, right?"

"How was this formula derived..."

"Old Zhou, we are best brothers; you can't hold anything back!"

"..."