It was precisely Zhang Feng who had come a few times.
The guards recognized Zhang Feng and respectfully allowed him to pass.
He continued downward.
Arrived at the door of a simple laboratory.
This is Chen Tian’s personal office.
Chen Tian saw Zhang Feng and put down the Z1 he was researching. He straightforwardly asked, "Why are you back? Did you encounter any problems and need my help?"
"Yes." Zhang Feng heard his directness, so he also said frankly, "I want to discuss something with you."
"Go on." Chen Tian looked at Zhang Feng curiously.
Zhang Feng hesitated for a few seconds, then smiled and said, "Actually, I wouldn’t call it a discussion. Mainly, I wanted to ask you about optimizing Z1 and research on superconductors..."
As Zhang Feng spoke, he unloaded a series of unsolvable topics upon Chen Tian.
These topics are global challenges, difficult to solve.
As expected by Zhang Feng.
After a while, he said, "I too am stuck on these problems. The base’s current computational power is inadequate, and relying solely on the human brain can’t solve these rigid calculations.
But some of the Z1 optimization methods you mentioned are very helpful to me. Thank you."
The reality is that global research is ongoing in optimizing the Z1.
The current Z1 in reality is better than Chen Tian’s.
Zhang Feng brought all this knowledge.
Of course, it’s of no use since once he leaves here, everything is put on pause.
This is mainly because the optimization of Z1 is needed for some future simulations.
However, whether it’s brought or not, there’s nothing Chen Tian can do.
Zhang Feng spent the day here, again sighing at the dilapidation of this place.
Truly, if this place had modern equipment, given Chen Tian’s capabilities, he could help.
Helplessly, Zhang Feng prepared to leave.
Chen Tian paused for a moment and suddenly said, "Your proposal regarding Spirit Stone Technology might be incorrect. Although I don’t understand Spirit Stones, I find your assumption about them a bit far-fetched.
But the synthesis of high-energy substances essentially involves the collision and mixing of substances.
If you follow the basic nuclear fusion theory to fuse particular elements with particular elements, can you reduce the need for other materials and achieve the high-energy Spirit Stone you desire?
Because no matter how marvelous it is, it’s merely an energy conversion between substances."
"You mean, reduce the synthesis formula?" Zhang Feng felt an itch in his brain. "But I don’t know how to reduce it. I’m currently optimizing this reduction.
Yet I’m afraid missing a certain element won’t achieve the special effects of the Spiritual Qi."
"Then I can’t assist you." Chen Tian honestly said, "My computational power is limited, and the subway station’s computational power is limited too. Your calculations are too vast, and theoretically, I couldn’t solve your optimization formula in my lifetime.
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Leaving the wastelands.
Zhang Feng looked at the Spirit Stone, then gazed at it lost in thought for a while.
From this trip, he didn’t gain much but met some old friends at the subway station. He also reviewed the rules for the reappearance of words.
It was a bit of relaxation.
After cultivating Spirit Cultivation for half a year, he opened the Six Paths Spirit, completely in an obsessive state of Cultivation.
This ’spur-of-the-moment’ trip had no clear purpose, but it was still quite nice.
Next will be the matter of ’visiting abroad’.
The time is the day after tomorrow.
Currently, his Constitution is [231].
In just two years, plus half a year of Spiritual Qi, he increased his Constitution by more than 40 points.
Compared to the last world where he fought and defeated the legendary pirate, he’s up by 12 points.
He’s only 10 points away from the peak of the Dan Jin world, 241.
The next day, in the morning.
Zhang Feng, along with his guards and a group of people, boarded jets heading to the Mei Dynasty.
Arriving here, it’s still morning.
But it’s also the appointed ’day after tomorrow’.
As Zhang Feng got off the plane, he saw soldiers everywhere.
This is the airfield of a military base.
In the front is the leader of the Mei Dynasty, Gend.
He was accompanied by a group of people, including various governors, members of parliament, and hundreds of reporters.
"Greetings, Pioneer!"
At this moment, everyone eagerly greeted him, also speaking in Xia language ’Pioneer’.
The pronunciation was fairly standard, evidently practiced.
Occasionally, incoherent exclamations of ’Lord’ and words like ’Apollo’ and ’Master’ were heard from the crowd.
Zhang Feng smiled and nodded at this, still maintaining the demeanor and poise of a great nation.
Coincidentally, as Zhang Feng nodded, a female reporter excitedly screamed and nearly fainted.
’Brain hypoxia.’ Zhang Feng instantly judged, not expecting his reputation to be so influential now.
Yet it makes sense, as the research into Spiritual Qi and ’Magic’ has elevated him into a ’divine’ status.
Being in the West, one might say he has become akin to ’Prometheus’ in Greek mythology, stealing the fire from the Sun God Apollo to bring light to humanity.
Just hearing them call him the Sun God feels like stealing from oneself.
Not only Western reporters were filming around.
There were also many Eastern reporters filming and broadcasting globally.
Middle-aged reporters from Xia City were also there, independently recording everything as if shooting a documentary.
Especially as the old Mei Dynasty leader Gend arrived in front of Zhang Feng.