Haizhou.
The Third Nuclear Industry Summit was underway.
As the country's most prestigious industry conference, it drew many veteran luminaries of the domestic Controlled Fusion Project. They included retired pioneers such as Academician Pan and Academician Zhou, as well as academic leaders such as Wang Zengguang and Academician Li Jiangang, who had witnessed the ignition firsthand and were still active in their posts.
When the experimental reactor was first ignited, these people had come from all over the country to join the effort. After its success, they had packed their bags and scattered across the nation again, without lingering for even a moment.
Now that they had returned to familiar ground for a rare reunion, a few drinks together were only natural.
The atmosphere around the dinner table was lively.
After two small cups of baijiu, Professor Sheng Xianfu was slightly tipsy. Suddenly, he narrowed his eyes and sighed.
"It always feels like something's missing."
Hearing this, Professor Li Changxia, who was sitting beside him, laughed heartily.
"You mean Academician Lu, right? With him absent, I feel like something's missing too."
Although Lu Zhou had received an invitation to every Nuclear Industry Summit, he never seemed to attend. This third summit was being held in Haizhou, and even an elderly professor like Academician Pan Changhong, who had retired many years ago, had come to show his support. Yet Lu Zhou was still absent, leaving his old comrades feeling a little lonely.
Hearing their conversation, Academician Wang Zengguang smiled. "I did meet him once when I was in Russia."
Sheng Xianfu immediately asked, "Oh? How's he doing now?"
"Him? He's doing great! No one has it better than he does!" Academician Wang laughed and waved a hand before continuing, "Academician Lu has his own work to keep him busy. He's still