newbobooks Chapter 44 All Things Have a Spirit
Chapter 44 All Things Have a Spirit
"Huff... huff..."
Professor Wilson felt as if his lungs were working like bellows, and every breath smelled of blood.
He clung to the document as if it were the last piece of driftwood.
This is the Western world's trump card, the culmination of countless brilliant minds working tirelessly in laboratories, and the key to unlocking the "era of unlimited energy."
Before they arrived, they internally assessed the value of the document as enough to buy half of Africa or to incite any major power to wage war for it.
"Your Excellency..."
Wilson spoke with difficulty, his voice hoarse as if it had been sanded.
"This is...this is the most cutting-edge energy technology that humanity is currently pursuing...'Core Data on Tokamak Device Miniaturization and Cold Fusion'."
He trembled as he held up the thick file folder, like a priest offering a sacrificial lamb to the gods, his eyes filled with both fear and a last vestige of stubbornness called "science and truth."
"We are willing to share this with the Dragon Kingdom as a cornerstone for establishing friendly exchanges."
The Western elites who were kneeling around him struggled to raise their heads, a glimmer of hope burning in their eyes.
That's controlled nuclear fusion!
It is the "artificial sun" that mankind has been dreaming of!
Even mythical creatures need energy, right?
This technology, which can generate energy continuously, will definitely impress it!
Even Chen Dong, who was standing to the side, felt his eyelids twitch.
As the director of the National Security Bureau, he certainly knew how weighty this position was.
If China can acquire this technology, combined with its existing industrial base, its national strength could leap forward by at least half a century on this planet!
"Oh?"
On the island in the middle of the lake, that magnificent voice rang out once again.
This time, there seemed to be a hint of amusement in his tone.
"An artificial...sun?"
"Buzz—"
An invisible force arose out of nowhere.
Wilson felt a sudden lightness in his hand as the file, classified as "Top Secret SSS," automatically flew out of his grasp, drifting lightly through the swirling white mist and hovering in mid-air.
Everyone's eyes were fixed on the file folder.
That is the dignity of Western civilization, their last bargaining chip.
Deep within the mist, the enormous golden dragon claw slightly raised, its fingertip gently touching the file folder.
"Splash!"
The file folder automatically disassembled, and hundreds of sheets of paper, densely covered with formulas, drawings, and data, scattered in the air like snowflakes, slowly rotating around the dragon claw.
Li Chen's vertical pupils, large enough to reflect the sun and moon, swept indifferently over the papers.
Just one glance.
That one glance completely transformed the playful glint in Li Chen's eyes into...disappointment.
Utterly pure disappointment.
"Is this the spark you're so proud of?"
Li Chen's voice deepened, carrying an undisguised contempt that stirred ripples on the lake's surface.
"Crude, inefficient, and rife with suicidal stupidity."
These words struck Wilson like a heavy hammer blow to the chest.
"No...this is impossible!"
Professor Wilson, with courage from who knows where, actually shouted out despite the terrifying pressure.
"This is science! It's a perfect model that's been simulated hundreds of millions of times by a supercomputer! You can kill me, but you can't insult mathematics and physics!"
"Mathematics? Physics?"
Li Chen sneered, his laughter like rolling thunder, making everyone's eardrums ache.
"Using a magnetic field to restrain a raging stream of ions is like trying to trap a runaway elephant with a spider web."
Your ideas are nice, but you've overlooked the most fundamental thing.
"Splash—"
The paper floating in mid-air suddenly froze.
One of the drawings, depicting the core structure of a complex reactor, was pushed to the forefront by an unseen force and magnified before everyone.
Page 32, formula for core constraint force field.
Li Chen's voice was as cold as ice, each word like a judgment: "In this formula, you calculated temperature, density, magnetic field strength, and even considered the quantum tunneling effect."
"However, you've overlooked one dimension."
Wilson was taken aback, his mind racing: "Missed out the dimensions? Impossible! We're using the eleven-dimensional supergravity theory..."
"Not spatial dimension."
Li Chen interrupted him, his tone tinged with pity, "It's 'spirit'."
"spirit?"
Wilson was bewildered.
"Everything has a spirit, including energy."
Li Chen said slowly, "In your eyes, the atomic nucleus is just a lifeless particle."
"But in my eyes, they are alive. To forcibly knead two raging souls together without using 'spiritual particles' to neutralize the resentment and repulsion they generate..."
At this point, Li Chen gently clenched his dragon claw.
"If this kind of reactor were to ignite, the only outcome would be the destruction of half the Earth."
"What you've sent isn't technology, it's a suicide guide."
Dead silence.
Absolute silence.
Wilson's mouth dropped open, as if he had been struck by lightning.
Spiritual particles? Resentment?
These words sound like metaphysics, like superstition.
but……
But in that instant, the bottleneck that had plagued Wilson's mind for decades—the "ghost data" that would cause plasma instability at the last moment no matter how he simulated it—suddenly found an explanation.
Why does inexplicable energy escape occur in every experiment?
Why do magnetic fields always collapse inexplicably within microseconds?
If... if we introduce a variable called "spirit particle"...
Wilson's pupils contracted sharply as he frantically tried to substitute the variable into his mind.
pass.
It actually worked!
The originally chaotic and disordered turbulence model becomes as docile as a sheep after this variable is added!
"My God..."
Wilson collapsed to the ground, tears streaming down his face.
He did not do so out of fear, but because he had heard the truth in the morning.
The ultimate problem that has plagued humanity for a century was seen through by this mythical beast at a glance, and it pointed it out in the most absurd yet most reasonable way.
Is this the generational gap in civilization?
While they were still trying to make fire by rubbing sticks together, the other side had already mastered an antimatter engine?
"This kind of trash isn't even worthy of lighting my cigarette."
Li Chen waved his paw listlessly.
"call--"
The top-secret documents and priceless scientific research results that were flying all over the sky suddenly burst into a golden flame without warning.
Hundreds of sheets of paper vaporized instantly and disappeared into the world.
The scientists in the Western expedition team let out a desperate wail, and some even fainted from heartache.
That's a rare copy!
It's ruined! It's all ruined!
"What's wrong, feeling sorry for him?"
Chen Dong added insult to injury at the opportune moment, his hands behind his back, a smile that made everyone grit their teeth in hatred.
"The Dragon Lord is saving you. If you were to actually build this thing, tsk tsk, that would be a plan to exterminate humanity."
Black Mamba lay in the flower bed. Although he didn't understand the complex physics terms, he understood the situation.
That huge golden monster looked down on their things.
A deep sense of powerlessness came over me.
Unable to win militarily, their technology is looked down upon.
These elites, the "beacons of civilization," were now like a group of primitive people trying to exchange stones for gold, being thrown out along with their stones.
"Since you can't produce anything decent..."
From the depths of the white mist, the enormous dragon head slowly emerged, its golden vertical pupils like two searchlights, locking onto the people below.
The oppressive feeling that came from the depths of their souls made everyone hold their breath.
"Then let's leave something else behind."