FWF Chapter 77: A Superconducting Material Created Casually Attracts Female Academic Stars from Around t
Chapter 77: A Superconducting Material Created Casually Attracts Female Academic Stars from Around t
Black Widow ignored the rough sand that had chafed her fingers, and held the unknown ore that emitted a ghostly blue light in her hands.
Dragging her heavy legs, shackled with electronic ankle bracelets, she limped over to Lin Xian's rocking chair like a laborer eager for credit.
Black Widow's special agent suit, which was originally capable of optical invisibility, was now tattered and hung on her body, mixed with the pungent stench of natural fertilizer from the orchard.
This woman has long lost the cold arrogance she had when she infiltrated the special zone. Now, all she wants to do is make a good impression and try to carry fewer buckets of manure.
She suppressed her nausea and carefully handed the angular crystal mineral to Lin Xian.
Lin Xian was drinking the high mountain cloud tea that Xia Anran had just brewed when he glanced at the broken stone covered in yellow mud out of the corner of his eye.
He frowned in disgust, and without even reaching out, simply had the intelligent robotic dog beside him carry the dirty thing away.
The mud on this broken stone is almost dripping onto my anti-corrosion wooden floor. Take it to be cleaned before showing it to me.
The mechanical dog wagged its tail and carried the ore, which was radiating unknown energy, into the material purification machine in the underground fortress.
Lin Xian leaned back in his chair, feeling that the hot tea that had just been served was a bit too hot to handle, and the anti-corrosion wood tabletop was prone to getting burn marks from the teacup base.
Too lazy to find an insulated coaster in the locker, he simply swiped open the holographic control panel in mid-air and connected to the substance purification machine.
While yawning, Lin Xian casually adjusted the internal molecular structure of the blue ore with his mind.
Just remove any impurities, flatten it into a smooth round cake, and it'll be perfect to sit on top of this freshly brewed hot tea.
Lin Xian pressed the confirmation button on the control panel, and the cold nuclear fusion array inside the material purification machine instantly burst out with dazzling light.
This cutting-edge equipment, used to refine interstellar warship reactors, is now being used to process a broken stone used as a tea mat.
A beam of azure blue nano-recombination light flashed through the purification machine, instantly vaporizing the dirt and impurities on the surface of the ore at high temperature.
In less than half a minute, a silver metal disc with a surface covered in mysterious dark blue spirals was carried by the mechanical dog and placed on the white jade table.
The silver metal disc still carried the slight warmth of freshly made metal, its internal atomic structure forcibly locked in a perfect equilibrium state.
Lin Xian casually placed the scalding hot ceramic teacup on the metal disc and was pleased to find that the teacup was actually floating steadily two centimeters above the disc.
The perfect magnetic levitation effect at room temperature ensures that the water in the teacup does not ripple at all.
The teacup is suspended in mid-air, and the heat emanating from the cup is steadily blocked by the superconducting magnetic field at the bottom, so that not even a tiny bit of heat can be transferred to the wooden table below.
Tang Wu, who happened to be passing by with the testing device, stared intently at the floating disc holding the teacup, forgetting even to breathe.
The high-precision detector in her hand emitted a sharp beep, and the magnetic field data on the screen immediately reached the critical value of full bars.
Zhong Xiaoai pushed up her gold-rimmed glasses and froze on the spot as if struck by lightning.
Zero resistance and perfect diamagnetism—this is a room-temperature and room-pressure superconducting material that the physics community has been searching for for a hundred years without finding!
This is supposed to be the ultimate artifact that will allow humanity to enter an era of unlimited energy, yet the boss is using it to line his teacup to prevent burns?
Zhong Xiaoai hurriedly saved the perfect magnetic field data from the detector, tears streaming down her face with excitement.
This data on magnetic field fluctuations, which contains ultimate physical truths, was uploaded directly to the global scientific research backbone via an unencrypted quantum network port.
The entire global physics community was thrown into an unprecedented earthquake just three seconds after receiving this data.
The servers of a top-tier overseas physics forum crashed within just ten minutes due to the influx of scholars.
Several highly respected senior scholars in the industry, upon seeing this data, smashed the old-fashioned superconducting coolant in the laboratory to pieces.
Those overseas professors who are preparing to compete for the 2026 Nobel Prize in Physics, looking at the room-temperature superconducting model on their computer screens, collectively tore their completed papers to pieces.
With this god-like material that only exists in science fiction movies, the so-called Nobel Prize nominations instantly become a pile of useless waste paper.
That Qingshui County in China has actually broken through the ultimate barrier of room temperature superconductivity! All our research directions over the past few decades have been wrong!
This news was like a bombshell, utterly devastating research institutions around the world that pride themselves on being beacons of humanity.
Top academic families and research giants around the world could no longer sit still and chartered private planes at any cost to head straight to Qingshui County, China.
Those usually arrogant and brilliant female students packed their bags overnight, fearing that if they arrived late, they wouldn't even get a chance to be a gatekeeper.
The icy beauty from the Cambridge University Physics Department chartered a plane overnight to cross half the globe, without even having time to change her clothes.
The heiress of a Stanford genius lab, along with her entire research team, was frantically urging the pilot to speed up on the plane.
The white marble plaza below the light guide staircase was soon filled with luxury cars from various countries.
Hundreds of stunningly beautiful female academic achievers, wearing black-rimmed glasses, various school uniforms, and white lab coats, completely blocked the entrance to the special economic zone.
Ma Hualong, holding a thermos filled with mutated goji berries, stared at the group of highly intelligent girls who were even more beautiful than supermodels, his jaw nearly dropping to the floor in astonishment.
Holding a high-voltage electric baton, Zhou Bapi was caught between a rock and a hard place, unsure whether to hit or scold these pampered academic heiresses.
Master Lin has spoken: the laboratories inside the manor are full. If you want to research that coaster, you'll have to stay in the outdoor shed on the outside!
These female academic superstars, who are usually treated like royalty by top universities, were not angry when they heard this. Instead, they showed a fanatical look in their eyes.
The most beautiful girl in the physics department at MIT in North America tore her doctoral degree certificate in half and threw it on the ground.
I'm willing to sleep on the ground in an open-air shed, just to catch a glimpse of that superconducting material. I'd be willing to be Mr. Lin's free experimental assistant for life!
The heiress of the European Royal Academy of Sciences sneered, pulled a large blackboard from her bag, and immediately filled an entire page of the square with quantum calculus formulas.
With your pitiful computing power, you think you can get into the lab? Whoever can't solve this multidimensional topology problem today can go back to their country!
To compete for a few spots as peripheral research assistants, this group of highly intelligent beauties staged a problem-solving contest right at the manor's main gate.
Draft papers fluttered all over the floor like snowflakes, and the sound of pen tips scratching against the whiteboard filled the air.
The competition in the square had reached a fever pitch, with hundreds of female academic high-achievers abandoning all pretense of modesty in their scrambling for the proofreading paper.
A genius girl from a certain Japanese country was holding a stack of calculation papers when she made a mistake with a decimal point. She was so anxious that she almost committed seppuku on the spot.
Several academic heiresses who usually frequented high society had their hair disheveled like a bird's nest, and their white lab coats were covered in black ink and chalk dust.
In their struggle to get a spot closer to the gate, they even pulled each other's collars on the ground, disregarding their image.
Several daughters of wealthy scholars, unable to solve the problem, sat on the ground and burst into tears, not even bothering to pick up their expensive gold-rimmed glasses.
They would rather endure the wind and sun here to calculate tedious data than return to those world-renowned universities to become respected professors.
The once invincible academic arrogance shattered beyond repair in front of a teacup coaster that Lin Xian casually conjured.
The sight of people scrambling to get a job as a menial laborer brought tears to the eyes of viewers in the live stream.
Lin Xian lay on the holographic beach chair, listening to the arguing and calculation sounds coming from the main entrance, and turned over in frustration.
Su Qinghan walked over with a plate of freshly cut chilled watermelon, looked at the girls frantically doing their homework on the monitor, and shook her head helplessly.
The boss's ability to create anxiety so easily is getting more and more outrageous. Even a Nobel laureate would probably have to line up at the door to take the test.
Xia Anran wore fluffy rabbit slippers, pouted her pink lips, and covered her ears tightly with both hands.
She looked at the female academic high-achievers arguing fiercely over a few formulas in the courtyard, her innocent face filled with grievance.
When these foreign women started arguing, they used a lot of incomprehensible physics terms, making the whole manor look like a noisy market.
Brother Xian, it's too noisy in this yard right now. The sound of them doing math problems is so loud that I can't even watch cartoons anymore.
Xia Anran looked at Lin Xian with her big, watery eyes, like a wronged kitten, pouting and tugging at his clothes.
Can we find a quiet, cool place to get out of this mess? I don't want to hear any more about room-temperature superconductivity formulas.