Epoch of Twilight

"It may not be necessary to carry out technical demonstration and feasibility analysis on this Dyson sphere now, but it will definitely be useful in the future." Luo Yuan said with a solemn expression.

It is impossible for human beings to stay on the spacecraft all the time. Even if it is impossible to return to the earth, they will find a foothold. At that time, this technology will become very important. Don’t look at all the deep nuclear fusion furnaces on the spacecraft, especially those in the power cabin. If the 24 sets of giant nuclear fusion furnaces operate at full power, the electricity generated will be hundreds of times more than the global electricity consumption before the end of the world.

But for this spaceship, it can only support the spaceship to sail at full speed, and there is at most a little leftover. Different levels of civilization require different amounts of energy. Just like the same one million dollars, it may be a considerable sum of money for the poor, but for billionaires, it may not even be enough for a month.

For example, the anti-matter production factory that consumes a lot of energy is not equipped in the spaceship at all, and there is no related technology in the brain. It may be possible to prevent the spaceship from rebelling; but the more important reason is that the energy of the spaceship cannot provide such kind of consumption.

It is not difficult to produce antimatter. As early as 1995, scientists at CERN produced the world's first batch of antimatter-an antihydrogen atom in the laboratory. On September 18, 2000, CERN announced that they had successfully produced about 50,000 antihydrogen atoms in a low-energy state. This is the first time that humans have produced a large amount of antimatter under laboratory conditions.

Although the amount produced is pitifully small and far from being practical, even if it is placed in the air, the power may not be as good as a firecracker. However, in order to produce these antimatter, the electricity consumed is hundreds of millions of euros. The conversion rate is pathetic.

And scientists once made a rough assessment of Boxing technology based on this spaceship. In the field of antimatter, the conversion rate of antimatter produced by Boxing people is also not too high. Antimatter is still very likely to be an extremely Valuable strategic resource.

Even the antimatter reserves on this ship already account for a significant share of all their reserves.

A lot of evidence points to this point of view. For example, the most advanced interstellar spacecraft in Boxing was still powered by nuclear fusion instead of the more powerful antimatter furnace. For example, there are not many antimatter bombs in the arsenal of the spacecraft. Now There are only about 300 kilograms left. Counting the amount thrown on the earth and the moon, the total is less than one ton.

It may seem like a lot to human beings, but this amount is actually not much for destroying a civilization with a certain threatening ability, but it is just enough.

...

Faced with Luo Yuan's request, Wu Xinfan hesitated for a moment, gritted his teeth and said, "Mayor, this project is too big, and the Extraterrestrial Intelligence Department may not be able to take on this important task! Over the years, technology has been changing with each passing day and developing too fast. Those of us People who have left the front-line posts, even if they have the habit of keeping up with the latest research progress, in fact, they have gradually been unable to keep up with them, and some academic papers are difficult to read."

Wu Xinfan suffered a lot. On the one hand, he really couldn’t take on this important task. The feasibility analysis of the Dyson sphere is a huge project, involving all aspects and the progress of various latest technologies. It is no less than a comprehensive scientific and technological census. On the one hand, it is also for this rare opportunity to meet the mayor and strive for some benefits for the department.

After all, crying children have milk to eat. Nowadays, wisdom medicine is no secret to scientific researchers.

People in academia have their own small circles, especially after the reopening of the network communication with the popularization of quantum computers, the communication within this circle has become more intense and frequent.

In the beginning, they could still communicate with some people and have collisions between ideas, but since the wisdom potion came out, this academic circle has become more and more unfamiliar to them.

At the beginning, a question was raised, and when they were still thinking hard, the reply below had already been filled with more than a dozen solutions. Each answer seemed to be able to solve the problem. understand.

However, in the end, the questions raised in academic forums began to become more and more esoteric, and the answers to the replies also made people feel like they were looking at a bible. The gap between the two was completely impossible to communicate with, just like elementary school students facing college students This kind of frustration of being crushed by IQ makes them feel like apes who have not yet evolved.

It wasn't until the existence of the wisdom potion began to spread in a small area that this sense of frustration eased a little. It wasn't that their IQ was not enough, but that the other party was a coward!

However, there are too many monks and too little food, and the output of wisdom medicine is limited, and their extraterrestrial intelligence office is obviously not as good as a front-line researcher in the government's heart.

Luo Yuan had a clear mind and immediately guessed what he was thinking. He pondered for a while and said: "Nowadays, every research department has its own research tasks. After counting and counting, only your department has the energy. You can't let it go. "

Although Luo Yuan's tone was gentle, Wu Xinfan's face turned pale with fright when facing Luo Yuan's tactful beating. Fortunately, the other party quickly changed his tone: "I can increase the number of personnel for you. The latest batch of interns will be given priority. Send a group of people here, the amount of wisdom medicine produced is limited every year, it is impossible to give you too much, and some will be distributed to you at that time."

"Mayor, how many places are there?" Wu Xinfan couldn't help asking.

"Ten places!" Luo Yuan thought for a while and said.

Although Luo Yuan didn't pay much attention to the extraterrestrial intelligence department, it didn't mean it was unimportant, but rather important. In the interstellar voyage, the choice of a safe route will determine the safety of human beings. The reason why there is relatively little attention is that it is far from the time for the spacecraft to set off.

...

"Wu Chu, Wu Chu, come back to your senses!" A colleague opened the door and entered, seeing Wu Xinfan motionless as if in a daze, he couldn't help calling a few times.

"Ah, it's Old Shen, the mayor is gone?" Wu Xinfan seemed to wake up from a dream.

"Leave early, did you mention it to the mayor?" Lao Shen asked expectantly.

"What are you talking about?" Wu Xinfan was still a little confused.

"Wisdom potion, didn't we make an agreement yesterday?" Old Shen scratched his head and said with a bit of resentment. After finally researching some results, and successfully attracting the mayor to inspect, such a good opportunity did not ask, if the other party was not the director, he would have grabbed him by the collar and sprayed him in the face.

Perhaps his voice was too loud, and a large crowd poured in at once.

"What, you didn't ask for it?"

"It's all been discussed, you...you are really useless."

The extraterrestrial intelligence department is full of researchers with certain qualifications, and most of them are theoretical work. They are invincible in character, so they don't fear the director at all.

After Wu Xinfan was sprayed with saliva, his brain finally came to his senses. He coughed and said, "You guys, calm down. When did I say I didn't ask for anything?"

"Really, what did the mayor say, did you agree?" The voice of the instigator, Old Shen, quickly dropped an octave.

Wu Xinfan looked at this group of people who were obviously weaker than others, and felt a sense of elation in his heart: "Of course I agreed, and the quota..."

He drew a long note.

"How much!" A mathematics professor knew that the other party was trying to tease his appetite, but he still couldn't help asking.

"Ten!"

The next moment, everyone was suffocating. There were only thirty people in their entire department, and ten quotas, which meant that nearly one-third of the staff would get the quota for the wisdom potion. Some people who are somewhat sure of their qualifications have already begun to flush with excitement, which means that they have finally paid off their hardships and can feel proud.