92: Chapter 92 Breakthrough in Transparent Ceramic Crystal Materials!!

The black SUV stopped at the warehouse entrance. As soon as Zhou Fan got out of the car, he felt that the atmosphere was a bit off.

Several researchers stood at the entrance, looking at him with burning gazes, their faces filled with excitement and obvious urgency.

"President Zhou, you're finally back!"

Zeng Wenyu was the first to greet him, speaking to Zhou Fan anxiously:

"Quick, save Group Leader Peng. He seems to be really going crazy. He hasn't slept for three days and nights. No matter how we try to persuade him, he won't listen. He drives everyone away as soon as they get close. There's absolutely nothing we can do..."

"Don't worry!" Zhou Fan patted Zeng Wenyu's shoulder, his expression becoming somewhat serious.

Then he quickly walked into the warehouse.

He scanned the warehouse and soon found Peng Yang squatting in a corner, muttering to himself and irritably scratching his hair from time to time.

"This guy has really fallen ill!"

Zhou Fan shook his head helplessly. Looking at Peng Yang's state, he knew the man must have hit a dead end. In his previous life, a large part of his title as a "Tech Fanatic" came from this.

"What exactly is the situation?" He turned around, frowning slightly, and asked Zeng Wenyu.

Zeng Wenyu didn't waste time either. He pointed to the material ratio formula on the blackboard and explained:

"The experiments on ceramic materials haven't made any progress during this period. The main problem is that the strength doesn't meet the requirements. Group Leader Peng suspects there's a problem with the material ratio formula, so..."

After hearing this, Zhou Fan understood roughly. His gaze fell on the formula on the large blackboard, and he fell into silence.

In his mind, the formula on the blackboard was outlined by lines, beginning to decompose and analyze dense numbers and symbols.

These symbols were quickly rearranged and combined to form other formulas, eventually occupying his entire mind before beginning to dissipate.

The surroundings soon fell silent.

Zeng Wenyu and the others looked at the motionless Zhou Fan and didn't dare to make a sound to disturb him; they could only wait quietly.

But as time passed, they also became a bit puzzled, not knowing what Zhou Fan was waiting for. Seeing Peng Yang's state getting worse as he started pulling his hair again, they couldn't help but feel even more anxious.

They felt more and more anxious.

"President Zhou..."

Finally, Zeng Wenyu couldn't hold it in any longer, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he saw Zhou Fan suddenly move and walk toward Peng Yang. The words at the tip of his tongue were swallowed back down.

Under the gaze of Zeng Wenyu and the others, Zhou Fan ignored Peng Yang squatting on the ground and instead picked up a piece of chalk and began writing on the large blackboard.

The scratching sound of the chalk immediately caught the attention of Peng Yang, who was buried in deep thought.

"What are you doing!!!"

He stood up abruptly. Seeing someone touching his formula, his bloodshot eyes immediately glared at Zhou Fan. Perhaps not recognizing him yet, he opened his mouth to scold him.

Zhou Fan ignored him and continued solving the formula on the large blackboard on his own.

At this point, Peng Yang froze for a moment, seemingly recognizing Zhou Fan. He opened his mouth, but the scolding words didn't come out.

Soon, his gaze was drawn to what Zhou Fan was writing, and he instantly quieted down.

Time passed minute by minute.

The entire warehouse was silent except for the scratching sound of the chalk.

As Zhou Fan solved the problem, filling half the blackboard with dense numbers, Peng Yang's bloodshot eyes gradually lit up.

He looked at the solution process on the blackboard and subconsciously wanted to ask a question, but he immediately seemed to think of something and covered his mouth, fearing he would disrupt Zhou Fan's train of thought.

Soon, Zhou Fan's solution process filled one blackboard, and he pulled down a second one.

Peng Yang's eyes grew brighter and brighter, and an excited expression appeared on his face. He kept rubbing his hands together and pacing back and forth uncontrollably.

Not far away, Zeng Wenyu and the other researchers widened their eyes, looking at Zhou Fan writing furiously on the blackboard, and exchanged glances.

"It looks like President Zhou is about to solve this formula??"

"I don't know, I can only understand a little bit, but looking at Group Leader Peng's expression, there's definitely progress!"

"That's great! I knew President Zhou would have a way once he returned!!!"

"If this formula can be solved, the part where our project is stuck can continue..."

"..."

Several people couldn't help but speak, but they subconsciously lowered their voices. Their eyes were fixed on Zhou Fan's hand writing on the blackboard, light flashing in the depths of their eyes.

Zeng Wenyu also clenched his fists, the excitement on his face uncontrollable. Just now, he thought Zhou Fan was thinking about how to persuade Peng Yang.

Only now did he realize he was wrong. It was obvious that at that time, President Zhou was thinking about how to solve this formula.

He felt somewhat shocked. He didn't know the solution to the formula, but seeing Zhou Fan solve it now, he could roughly understand some of it.

In less than ten minutes—such a short time—he had a complete solution path.

Moreover, with almost no pause, he had proceeded to the final verification stage!!

If he hadn't seen such an ability with his own eyes, he wouldn't have dared to even imagine it.

Amidst the excitement, he didn't even notice that his gaze toward Zhou Fan was full of intense admiration!

The warehouse fell silent once again, leaving only the sound of chalk writing.

A few minutes later.

Zhou Fan stopped writing and took a step back.

He glanced at the two large blackboards and then nodded with satisfaction.

"This... it's solved?"

Peng Yang stared blankly, unable to believe it.

Shock permeated his raspy voice as he couldn't help but step forward to start the step-by-step verification.

A few minutes later, he slumped onto the ground, a frantic smile suddenly appearing on his face.

"Haha, it's really solved! Good, good, that's great! It's simply unimaginable!!!"

He suddenly stood up again and turned his head sharply toward Zhou Fan, his gaze so intense it was as if he wanted to devour the person in front of him.

Then, he quickly stepped forward, grabbed Zhou Fan's shoulders, and gave them a heavy pat.

"Enough, look at you. You don't look like a group leader at all!" Zhou Fan shook his head helplessly and helped Peng Yang straighten his collar.

"You're more impressive than me!"

At this moment, Peng Yang suddenly gave a bitter smile and rubbed his bloodshot eyes.

He had to admit that he felt a trace of defeat in his heart. He could hardly believe that the problem that had almost driven him crazy was solved so easily by Zhou Fan. That feeling was beyond words!

He knew Zhou Fan was very capable.

But today, everything he had just experienced once again overturned his impression of Zhou Fan.

Like an insurmountable mountain standing before him, it made him more clearly aware of the gap between himself and Zhou Fan.

But besides a trace of defeat, he felt even more excitement, his heart burning with passion.

He came here to achieve leading results in the field of ceramic materials, so he could go back and slap the faces of those foreign classmates who looked down on Huaxia Technology!

Today, he undoubtedly saw more hope for success. With this formula solved, the Transparent Ceramic Crystal Project would see another breakthrough progress.

Perhaps it could really be completed within three months!!

Thinking of this, his heart burned again, and he was filled with drive once more!!

"Back to work, back to work!"

He suddenly turned around and shouted at Zeng Wenyu and the others, his eyes full of excitement.

"Old Peng, take a break!"

Behind him, Zhou Fan pressed down on Peng Yang's shoulder and spoke helplessly.

Peng Yang turned around, wanting to refuse, but upon meeting Zhou Fan's indisputable gaze, the words at the tip of his tongue were swallowed back down.

He smiled and then waved his hand.

"Alright, I'll listen to you."

After saying that, Peng Yang walked straight to a rest area partitioned off in a corner of the warehouse, pulled out a cot, and fell asleep instantly.

Just thirty seconds later.

Snoring began!