Zhaicheng Space Center, after deciding the construction direction of the new transmission line.

Plans to build transmission lines from Earth to Venus and from Mars to Venus have begun to gradually improve.

In the comprehensive conference room.

After an extremely brief period of silence, it became noisy again, and the sounds of arguments and discussions began to continue.

Although before, a group of team leaders were deadlocked on the issue of the location of the transmission line construction due to excessive differences.

However, solutions to the subsequent problems of each plan were also formulated at the same time, and the improvement of the entire construction plan was not stalled due to previous differences.

At this moment, when the construction direction was determined, plans that had been prepared for a long time were taken out, and the follow-up progress suddenly began to advance rapidly.

Time passes slowly.

From evening to late at night, the sky goes from dark to completely shrouded in night.

The lights in the conference room automatically turned on, and the team leaders seemed not to notice the passage of time, and were excitedly advancing the completion of the Venus transmission line construction plan.

Along with the continuous debate and discussion, each issue was either directly discussed and passed, or was decided by Zhang Zhai, or was temporarily shelved due to excessive differences.

"Agenda No. 231, let's start voting. Those who support Plan 3 will raise their hands and those who support the other plans will raise their fists." Professor Hu stood up and said.

Suddenly, the palms of all team leaders in the entire conference room stood up.

Professor Hu glanced at it and said, "Issue No. 231, Plan No. 3 passed."

After finishing speaking, when Professor Hu was about to continue the next topic, Zhang Zhai stood up and said,

"Regarding the discussion and research on the construction of Venus transmission lines, let's stop here today and continue tomorrow." Zhang Zhai looked at the time and interrupted.

After the words fell, a group of responsible persons who still had some unfinished ideas began to leave the conference room one after another at Zhang Zhai's request.

After a while, only Zhang Zhai and Professor Hu were left in the conference room.

"...Mr. Zhang, due to the sufficient preliminary preparations before, now that the planning and improvement work is on the right track, the improvement progress is advancing faster. According to the current situation, it should be completed within the expected time." Professor Hu sat in Zhang Zhai.

Beside, said.

Zhang Zhai nodded, "Professor Hu will be responsible for the hard work of improving the plan."

Professor Hu shook his head, then hesitated and asked: "Mr. Zhang, how is your research... going?"

Hearing this, Zhang Zhai smiled and replied: "There has been some progress."

"Since Mr. Zhang said so, it seems to be coming soon." Professor Hu also had a smile on his face.

Zhang Zhai smiled and said nothing more.

"It's getting late. Professor Hu, you should go and have some rest."

After a while, after casually chatting with Professor Hu,

Zhang Zhai stood up, glanced at the quiet conference room, and also walked towards the outside of the conference room.

…

That night.

Zhaicheng Space Center, Lounge on the Roof of Rocket Building.

"Swish, swish, swish!"

The sound of friction between the pen tip and the paper surface continued to sound, and Zhang Zhai continued to conduct research on gravity simulation technology.

After making key breakthroughs in the past, the theoretical research on gravity simulation technology seems to have been opened up.

Although some subsequent key issues were equally difficult, they were solved bit by bit with Zhang Zhai's continuous research.

Stacks of blank manuscript paper were quickly consumed, and manuscript papers filled with formulas and data were constantly piled up on the desktop and the floor.

Complex data and formulas are constantly emerging in Zhang Zhai's mind, and countless ideas are constantly bursting out in his mind.

Zhang Zhai maintains extreme deductions, constantly going deeper into the existing deductions, and challenging the limits of his own thinking.

"Pap...stab."

Drops of sweat fell on the manuscript paper, and the sweat-soaked manuscript paper was scratched by the tip of the pen.

Zhang Zhai paused for a moment, and after glancing at the broken manuscript paper, he reached out, crumpled the page into a ball, and threw it aside.

"Crack!"

Another research direction failed.

Zhang Zhai was not discouraged and continued to deduce new research directions.

Sweat continued to drip as the number of papers filled with formulas and data on the floor and table increased.

Complex data, infinite connections, and complicated deduction processes constantly challenge the limits of Zhang Zhai's thinking and consume his physical strength and energy.

After a while.

Another direction led to a dead end and was rejected.

Zhang Zhai did not pause at all and continued the deduction in a new direction.

With repeated failures and rejections of research directions, the only correct deduction path in Zhang Zhai's mind gradually became clearer and clearer, and the overall context could even be glimpsed.

Late at night, the stars are shining brightly, and a bright moon hangs high.

In the lounge, Zhang Zhai once again began to try a new research direction.

As time passed, papers filled with formulas and data piled up on the desktop, and Zhang Zhai's deductions became more and more in-depth.

The long-term extreme deduction and the extreme operation of his brain made him a little overwhelmed. His body began to protest, and the human body's protective mechanism began to take effect.

The back of my head started to tingle slightly.

Zhang Zhai gritted his teeth and did not stop his deduction and research.

Although the deduction was still going on, he had a clear hunch that the direction this time would be correct with a high probability. Some data during the deduction also supported this view.

As time went on, Zhang Zhai continued to deduce along his train of thought.

As the research deepened, the sweat dripped gradually faster, the body's protest became more intense, and the stinging pain in the back of the head gradually intensified.

finally,

When the bright moon and stars in the night sky began to gradually disappear, the sky began to gradually turn white.

"Ta! Ta... sting!"

The lower end of the manuscript paper, which was soaked with sweat, was once again torn by the too-forced pen tip.

Only this time, Zhang Zhai did not continue the deduction and research.

"Crack!"

Zhang Zhai put down his pen and picked up the torn manuscript paper, a smile gradually appeared on his face.

After nearly a month of deduction and research, countless efforts were expended.

At this moment, the theoretical research on gravity simulation technology is announced to be completed.

"Unexpectedly, it has something to do with anti-gravity technology in the end." Zhang Zhai looked at the formula on the manuscript paper and whispered to himself,

Although simulated gravity technology and anti-gravity technology are not directly related,

But Zhang Zhai finally broke through the final difficulty of gravity simulation technology by using a method in anti-gravity technology.

"A1, input the data and formulas into the quantum computer and conduct experimental simulations." Zhang Zhai looked up at the holographic screen.

"Okay, father." A1's voice sounded.

In an instant, the experimental simulation began, and complex data began to scroll on the holographic screen.

Looking at the changing data on the holographic screen, Zhang Zhai squinted his eyes slightly, and a clear picture of the experiment emerged in his mind.

After a while, Zhang Zhai showed a smile on his face,

As he expected, the results of the simulation experiment perfectly matched the predictions.

"Stop the simulation experiment."

"Okay, Father."

As the words fell, the changing data on the holographic screen disappeared.

Zhang Zhai withdrew his gaze, glanced at the discarded manuscript papers piled on the floor of the lounge, and couldn't help but smile.

"A1, according to the previous standards, clean up all the manuscript papers in the lounge."

"Okay, Father."

Zhang Zhai nodded and tried to stand up with his hands on the table. However, due to excessive physical and energy consumption, he felt a little exhausted at the moment. As soon as he stood up, his legs felt a little weak, so he sat back down.

"Father, please eat something first and then rest." A1's voice sounded,

"Ask the Terminator to bring me some food."

…

After a while, after relaxing for a while, eating something, and regaining some strength,

Zhang Zhai left his seat, walked straight to the bed, and lay down on the bed.

Instantly, tiredness emerged.
Chapter completed!