Molten Salt Reactor Theory
The system had gone against the usual routine, instantly putting Wu Chen in a much better mood.
He even found himself wanting to get another "Thanks for participating"!
"System, start the third draw!"
Wu Chen didn't hesitate and immediately gave the command!
The golden panel appeared, and the pointer began spinning again.
Finally, it stopped on a data package.
[Congratulations, host. You have obtained "Small Modular Molten Salt Reactor Theory."]
The moment the draw ended, a complete set of technical documents was crammed into Wu Chen's mind.
Wu Chen's breath caught.
Unlike the Stamina Potion or Deep Reading, this material couldn't give him an immediate boost.
But its significance was extraordinary!
He remembered it clearly.
Before his last life ended, China had just made a major breakthrough in molten salt nuclear fusion reactors.
This was a key technology for humanity's current fourth-generation nuclear power!
Unfortunately, Wu Chen's grasp of physics was lacking, and the precious material might as well have been written in the language of heaven.
To truly understand the points in it, he would need both physics and engineering to reach at least level 4.
After thinking it over for a moment, Wu Chen made up his mind.
Training artificial intelligence required an astronomical amount of electricity.
Only fourth-generation nuclear power could meet the needs of future development!
But it was 2008, and countries were still going in circles with third-generation nuclear power technology. Even when using uranium as the primary fuel, the limitations were enormous.
Not only was waste treatment extremely complicated, but conversion efficiency was also very low.
With humanity's current technology, the actual electricity generated by one ton of natural uranium ore was roughly equivalent to that generated by 10,000 tons of standard coal.
But if thorium could be used as fuel, one ton of thorium could generate as much electricity as 3.5 million tons of standard coal.
A full 350-fold difference!
China was a uranium-poor country, but its thorium resources were abundant.
So he had to master this material as soon as possible, then push the country to end construction of third-generation nuclear power facilities and begin building fourth-generation ones directly!
But as a mere teaching assistant, he couldn't possibly bring about such a massive policy change.
He had to raise his standing!
Wu Chen closed the draw panel and checked his watch. It was already six in the morning.
He had to leave at seven, so he decided to go out for a run first.
The change brought by level 2 stamina was obvious.
Before, he had needed to control his breathing and pace to keep going when he ran.
But now he didn't need any of those fancy techniques at all.
His body seemed to contain endless energy. Sprinting several hundred meters at full speed without stopping was no problem!
Unfortunately, the same amount of exercise could now only increase his stamina progress by 0.5%.
[Stamina: Level 2 (7% -> 7.5%)]
Wu Chen went back upstairs, took a shower, and drove to the university.
He parked at the university and had just closed his car door when a white Land Rover sped toward him.
At the sight of that license plate etched into his bones and the familiar scene, Wu Chen instinctively started to dodge.
But he quickly realized that Wang Hongfa wasn't yet the madman he would become.
Sure enough, the Land Rover pulled smoothly into a parking space.
Wang Hongfa hurriedly jumped out of the driver's seat.
He seemed to have urgent business, as he looked to be in a great hurry.
But when he turned and saw Wu Chen standing nearby, he stopped in his tracks.
The two silently looked at each other for a few seconds.
In the end, Wang Hongfa smiled and took the initiative to greet him. "Morning, Xiao Wu."
He wore a sincere smile, as though their confrontation the night before had never happened.
Instead of saying good morning, Wu Chen asked directly, "Has Yang Yuanjing been expelled?"
Wang Hongfa's expression stiffened, but he quickly hid the hatred in his eyes. "I'll bring it up at a university meeting today."
Wu Chen nodded and walked straight ahead.
Wang Hongfa quickly caught up and walked beside him, lowering his voice to ask, "Xiao Wu, how much evidence do you have?"
"Enough to put you behind bars."
Wu Chen spoke calmly.
To his surprise, Wang Hongfa chuckled.
"You definitely don't, or you would have already put me in there."
Wu Chen smiled too. "You can try me."
The old bastard was indeed as cunning as he had expected. After a night had passed, he had probably concluded that Wu Chen had nothing that could overturn the table.
But Wu Chen showed no signs of weakness on the surface.
Besides, he had a plan waiting for Wang Hongfa.
When words don't click, even half a sentence is too much.
After entering the teaching building, Wu Chen took the stairs to the multimedia classroom on the second floor to prepare for class, while Wang Hongfa got into the elevator.
In his office, Wang Hongfa made a cup of strong tea and took an irritated sip.
When had he ever been humiliated like this by a mere teaching assistant?!
He had barely slept the previous night. He'd only managed to close his eyes for a little while after daybreak before rushing to the university.
He was waiting for Lavrov to contact him.
But when the agreed time came, the old Russian neither made a video call nor sent an email. There was no word from him at all.
Did he stand me up?
Wang Hongfa thought for a moment, then wrote him an email.
"Dear Senior Brother Lavrov, have you found a solution for that testing equipment? I'm meeting with the heads of several companies this afternoon to discuss cooperation..."
After sending the email, Wang Hongfa leaned back in his office chair, ready to take a short nap.
But he had only just closed his eyes when someone knocked urgently on the office door.
"Come in!"
He sat up straight and shouted in displeasure.
To his surprise, it was Liu Ping.
The moment he saw her, a delighted smile spread across Wang Hongfa's face.
Although Liu Ping was about as attractive as the yellow-faced wife at home, she was a minx!
After they kissed, Liu Ping said excitedly, "Old Wang, quick, look at Weibo!"
"Weibo?"
Wang Hongfa had no interest in that newfangled thing. He still preferred writing diary entries on blog sites.
Even so, he obediently opened it.
The first trending search that greeted him was "Wu Chen, teaching assistant at Xiaoheshan University of Technology, publishes seven major papers!"
The corner of Wang Hongfa's mouth twitched. "This is what you wanted me to see?" he asked unhappily.
Liu Ping rolled her eyes at him, placed her hand on his where he held the mouse, and scrolled down, pointing to another headline marked "viral."
"This one!"
Wang Hongfa looked over and froze.
"Wu Chen, teaching assistant at Xiaoheshan University of Technology, bullies female student and forces her to drop out!"
One look at the post told Wang Hongfa that Yang Yuanjing was behind it again, giving him a headache.
To placate Yang Yuanjing, he had already contacted an old friend and promised to transfer her to another university.
Although it was a diploma mill and considerably worse than Xiaoheshan University of Technology, she could at least earn a degree normally.
Once the incident had died down in a couple of years, he could pull strings to bring Yang Yuanjing back and get her a master's degree.
Yang Yuanjing had clearly agreed readily the night before, promising not to stir up any more trouble.
Yet she had turned around and posted something like this on Weibo!
Useless thing!
Wang Hongfa gnashed his teeth in hatred, truly regretting why he hadn't kept his dick under control that time.
In a rage, he was about to close the webpage.
But Liu Ping gave him a slap.
"Old Wang, look at the supportive comments!"
Wang Hongfa patiently scrolled down.
Then his face lit up!
Among the supportive comments were not only all kinds of netizens speaking up for Yang Yuanjing, but also some NGOs from the Ugly Country and the United Kingdom!
One organization stood out in particular.
A right-wing think tank founded in the United Kingdom, headquartered in London, and funded for years by anti-China forces and oil giants:
The Science and Public Policy Institute!
Its response was explosive too:
"Not only do we firmly believe what happened to this student Yang, but we also have evidence that this Wu Chen's papers are suspected of fabrication and plagiarism!"
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