I Have a Mansion in the Post-apocalyptic World

"Uranium? Where did you get it?"

Lin Ling swallowed the bucket that Jiang Chen had thrown in the corner of the wall, as if she was looking at something dirty. Oh,

In the process of the "wrench wrist" with the variant octopus, the mechanical exoskeleton drive system was slightly damaged by the madness of Jiang Chen. In order to prevent the chain from falling suddenly when returning to the sea, Jiang Chen took the suitcase back to the end of the world after solving the variant octopus.

After throwing the equipment to Jiang Lin for repair, Jiang Chen then found Lin Ling.

"Although the technology on our side is a little behind, there are still things like atomic bombs."

"Yes? The speed of the technology tree is unexpectedly fast. Has it entered the atomic age?" Lin Ling smashed her long silver hair and sat down on the office chair. "And then? You got this thing." What about my lab?"

"I want to ask, how many nuclear bombs can I make with these more than 500 kilograms of uranium?"

Upon hearing Jiang Chen’s words, Lin Ling slightly squatted and groaned after squinting for a moment.

"Nuclear bomb? It depends on what type. Only uranium 5 can only be used to make the most primitive fission bomb. In addition, we must consider the abundance of uranium 5, assuming that this batch of materials can purify 100 kilograms of concentrated Uranium. With pre-war technical means, a nuclear bomb with a capacity of 10,000 tons of tnt can make about 12. If it is the technical level at the beginning of the atomic age, 50 kilograms of enriched uranium can almost 1 kilogram to complete the chain reaction, which can probably produce 2 Pie."

"This way." Jiang Chen nodded thoughtfully.

"Are you ready to let me build a nuclear bomb for you?"

"Is there any plan for this, can you do it?"

The tactical nuclear bombs collected from the sixth block have all been used in the w-1 ballistic missiles deployed in all corners of Qingpu. On the wasteland where resources are scarce, these residual nuclear weapons are a little less.

"One hundred puddings, lemon flavor!" Lin Ling said unceremoniously.

"The deal." Jiang Chen said happily.

It's really cheap.

Very unexpectedly, after hearing the promise of Jiang Chen, Lin Ling did not show the expression of the excitement as usual, but looked at Jiang Chen with a meaningful look.

"I have to say a word, this thing is poison."

Wen Yan, Jiang Chen smashed. Then fell into silence.

After a while, he spoke.

"I will use it carefully."

"Well, that's good." Lin Ling nodded, and the porcelain doll-like face showed a smile. "If I can, I want to continue to eat the pudding you brought."

Unnatural light crossed the window, and somehow, it was the feeling of beauty that made the beautiful smile.

To put it bluntly, this world is the hand of nuclear weapons.

Subtlely removed the line of sight. Jiang Chen took out the black suitcase from the storage space and opened the previous topic.

“Can you help me see this thing?”

"Is this thing?" Looking at the suitcase that Jiang Chen placed on the table, Lin Ling’s face showed an expression of interest.

"In the Second World War I discovered on a U-type submarine, the Axis submarine was a special antique."

"Oh? World War II? It is really a distant story," Lin Ling took the suitcase, the electronic eye slightly shrunk, and carefully examined its surface texture, and asked casually, "Where is it?" ”

"It can excite Creen particle waves."

"This is impossible." Lin Ling vetoed categorically, and opened the four-dimensional communication equipment on the table. "The people in the atomic age can't even do dimensional observations. How can they realize the existence of Crane's particles?"

However, just halfway through this, Lin Ling’s voice froze.

No sound, only four letters.

[help]

"This, this can't wait, this is just a semi-finished product. No, even a semi-finished product. The level of technology in the atomic era is absolutely impossible." Lin Ling's eyes wide open, incredulously said.

Looking at Lin Ling's horrified look, Jiang Chen's face appeared a touch of confusion.

"Semi-finished products? Can you explain it?"

Upon hearing Jiang Chen’s inquiry, Lin Ling took a look at Jiang Chen.

"You think about it carefully. When you communicate with me using a four-dimensional transmitter, will the signal strength change as the position changes?"

"It doesn't seem to be."

"The problem is here." Lin Ling pointed a finger on the suitcase. "The Klein particle wave propagating in the four dimensions, the signal strength will not decay with the change of the three-dimensional coordinates. It is better to say that It simply does not have the physical properties of energy and speed. It is just a wave of conceptual existence. It can be received at a specific point in time. It is as simple as that."

“Can you receive it anywhere in the universe?” Jiang Chen couldn’t help but move.

"Yes, so it is also known as the interstellar communication particles. After all, if you use electromagnetic waves to communicate, there is a 1 second delay from the Earth to the moon. To the solar system's border, the Oort cloud is more expensive. Half a year. It is not limited by the three-dimensionality. As long as the coordinates are broadcast at the same time, any corner of the universe can receive the signal. But even before the war, this kind of thing is considered as "frontier science", even if it is me, It is only possible to transfer information in a resonant manner between two homologous subcrystals." Lin Lingdao.

It is really amazing. Compared with electromagnetic waves, electromagnetic waves are more like flying pigeons.

"Then why does the signal from this thing decay with distance?" Jiang Chen asked confusedly.

"So it's a semi-finished product. Or, the creator didn't figure out the principle of this thing at all. It just made something similar according to a certain drawing, and made a similar thing according to the gourd painting."

Lin Ling sighed and paused, and said a fairly popular example.

"It’s like I have a mobile phone in my hand. I handed him over to the primitive man and told him that he could use this thing to call me. But he has never seen this thing, he has been flying all the time. The way the pigeons were published was to exchange information, and I didn’t know what the concept was. So he used a stupid method, which was to use a knife to engrave the word on the phone case, then tie the phone to the foot of the pigeon and mail it to me. ""

Jiang Chen’s face showed a look of Niu Jun’s face, but then his face was exposed with a sigh of relief.

"Will it be a message from the future, the drawings that produced the four-dimensional communication equipment were transmitted to the past. Someone made a communication device based on the gourd painting. But I don't know how to 'call', so I used the launch. The electromagnetic wave method broadcasts the signal of the Klein particle wave in three dimensions."

"There is such a possibility." Lin Ling did not deny Jiang Chen's point of view. "We assume that the image you showed me last time. It is the mature Crayn particle communication technology. The sentence symbolizes the friendly hello. It is the 'future people' who say hello to your 'original people'. While asking, they bring you some cutting-edge technology. Among those technologies, the manufacturing process of Crane's particle communication equipment is included."

"Which black technology?"

Reminiscent of the black technology that the Third Reich took out in World War II, Jiang Chen’s face could not help but show a strange expression.

"Yes." Lin Ling nodded. “Remember what I said to you last time? Some people will translate these signals into video information in the form of dreams under the strong influence of this special wave. However, these special brains can do It’s just passively receiving messages. Just like making a dumb call, you can’t know if the opposite is listening to you. If you want to confirm if someone in the past has received the information, what you need to do is simple. That is to send the 'speaking' way and coordinates to them."

"Is this line of 'help' heard by future people?"

"Obviously there is no." Lin Ling sighed and reached out to turn off the four-dimensional communication equipment. "The man apparently overestimated the primitive people's ability to understand. Stronger pigeons. Can't leap the distance."

It seems that until the demise, the Third Reich did not get in touch with the voice from the future.

Jiang Chen didn't talk, just looking at the suitcase quietly, thinking about something.

"Can I open this box?" Lin Ling pointed to the suitcase.

"Of course, but I didn't find the key to open the box, and I wasn't sure if there was a bait in the box." Jiang Chen shrugged.

"This is very easy to do," Lin Ling raised a smug smile and placed the box on her experimental equipment. "I am not stupid enough to be concealed by the primitive man's trap."

However, the box did not have a booby trap and was easily opened.

A black metal ball that is slightly larger than a baseball. There is also a note.

"This is" Jiang Chen picked up the black ball and carefully observed the surface.

There is no crack on the surface, unlike the way it can be opened. In an inconspicuous place, Jiang Chen found a neat little word.

"German?"

This is a difficult time for Jiang Chen. He only has a foreign language.

"Use this." Lin Ling threw a translucent graphene card into Jiang Chen's hand. "As long as the writing is not particularly scribbled, it can be easily translated into any common language."

"The trough, just blew!" Jiang Chen shocked.

Looking at Jiang Chen’s shocked appearance, Lin Ling’s mouth smuged.

She is to appreciate his performance as a "bun". This makes her feel like God. Just arbitrarily “giving” can get the worship of “believers”.

Although this thing is not what she did. It’s just that the scavengers picked up the **** and she repaired it.

Usually this kind of thing will be thrown into the refining furnace to recover useful materials, after all, the end of the world does not need translation. The reason why this thing is repaired is mainly because of Yao Yao’s request. After all, Lin Ling, who is an electronic person, does not need such a thing.

"Golden Apple?" The translation card was posted on the small line, and Jiang Chen whispered it.

It is a pure black metal ball, but it is called a golden apple?

"Take that to me for research and study, you can go to see the note." Lin Ling took the golden apple from Jiang Chen and couldn't wait to go to a laboratory instrument.

She can't wait to see Jiang Chen, but she can't understand it.

This feeling is roughly equivalent to the discovery of a big brother in the ancient tombs of the Han Dynasty.

Jiang Chen picked up the note and opened its title page.

This is a diary.

Perhaps the secret is hidden in this diary. (To be continued.)