After calculating the results again, Daisy turned back and asked Obaday: "What are your requirements for the size of the arc reactor? How small should it be to be considered satisfactory?"
This must be asked in advance, because if Obadiah asks her to build a reactor as big as a fingernail, she really can't do it.
Obadiah was overjoyed. Daisy's words showed that she could improve the reactor! It was not in vain for him, a man in his sixties, to stay here for a whole day without moving.
Even as experienced as he is, he is a little happy at this time, and there is also a trace of indescribable relaxation.
Although Tony Stark no longer has any uncle-nephew relationship in his heart, he even sent people to kill Tony Stark.
But the two of them still have some feelings for each other. They still have feelings after raising a cat or dog for twenty years, let alone a human being.
Letting outsiders drag Tony Stark to Afghanistan to kill him, and killing him himself, were two completely different states of mind. He felt that he had not made up his mind yet.
Obadiah, who was originally preparing for a life-and-death fight, took a step back because of Daisy's words.
Seeing that he was a little distracted, Daisy asked again.
Obaday hurriedly put his thoughts in front of him. He thought for a while and asked: "How small can it be reduced?"
Daisy crossed her arms, indicating that it was about the size of a washbasin. It wasn't that she was slacking off, but the reactor was very sophisticated. Although there was no danger of explosion in nuclear fusion, it was too small for her to do it.
From this aspect, she is indeed inferior to the Starks.
Obadiah frowned slightly. He had seen the Ark reactor on Tony Stark's chest. It was light and compact, but the one Daisy was gesturing at first glance was inferior.
However, he does not have the right to be picky, and the size of the basin is not unacceptable. After all, his Iron Overlord is an oversized armor. With a large energy source, maybe the appearance will be more powerful and domineering?
Nod immediately and do as you say!
Then he waved his hand, thank you for your hard work, keep your spirits up and work again tomorrow!
Daisy possesses special powers, and a day's hard work is nothing at all, but the little old man was forced to the point of collapse.
Obadiah, an old man in his sixties, felt that his prostate was enlarged after spending a whole day here!
Take a rest quickly and talk about anything tomorrow!
The next day, Daisy brought over a long list of materials needed for the reactor, and she sorted it out all night.
Obadiah is also a decent man, and he reciprocated the favor. The Supercomputer contract was revised and the initial installation fee was free of charge.
Taking Daisy's material list, even though he didn't understand nuclear physics, he couldn't help but frown when he looked at the densely packed material names and numerical units: "Do you need so many materials?"
Daisy nodded expressionlessly and plucked her hair. She doubled all the materials and made one for Obadiah and another for herself.
She doesn't have the ability to build a nuclear reactor with a welding gun and a hammer like Stark and Ivan Vanke in the movies.
Howard Stark spent twenty years reducing costs, and the drawings must have recorded a large number of alternative materials in order to allow the reactor to enter the civilian stage in the future.
But Daisy doesn't know, and she doesn't have time to do experiments. At this stage, she has to use a lot of rare materials and skilled workers to build it.
Many materials are within the scope of prohibited sales and transportation. Her Skye data does not have many contacts in this area, but Stark Industries has sold missiles for decades and has a large business and extensive contacts. It is easy to get these materials.
Relax.
Obadiah understood Daisy's purpose, but he really didn't care. Legally speaking, Stark Industries didn't belong to him. It would be a big deal to get some materials and use some manpower! With a wave of his hand, everyone agreed! Based on the principle of you help me, I will help you. In the next few days, Daisy helped Obadiah build the reactor, and he also personally led a team to help build the supercomputer.
Originally there were thirty-six computing cabinets, but Obadiah added them to forty.
The early construction and debugging were all completed at Stark Industries, but in the later stage, Daisy needed to prepare the site herself. After all, the supercomputer cannot be placed in someone else's home.
"Forty cabinets, each cabinet has 1024 processors, and each processor has 260 cores. No matter what calculations you want to do, this supercomputer can meet your requirements, but your site is the best
Solve it as soon as possible." Obadiah asked Daisy.
Daisy also had a headache when she looked at the cabinet that was slightly larger than a household double-door refrigerator. There were forty such big things, and they also had to ask for silence and safety. There were a lot of requirements.
Neither the current apartment nor the company meets the requirements. She must have a place of her own.
The idea of buying a house emerged again, but it was not too urgent at the moment. The initial setup and debugging of the supercomputer would take two months, and it would also take a similar amount of time for her to withdraw funds from accounts scattered across the country.
However, she still told the maid to pay attention to the properties on the market.
Fifteen days later, Obadiah received a reactor as big as a so-called "washbasin."
To be honest, compared to Tony Stark's palm-sized reactor, the one made by Daisy doesn't look very good. It's neither exquisite nor compact. It looks very strong. Not to mention the internal nuclear fusion device, the bare metal shell is thrown away.
If you go out, you can kill someone.
Stark's one only weighs a few kilograms, and hers weighs at least thirty kilograms!
But...Obadei still expressed his gratitude! Compared with the original behemoth that was more than five meters in diameter and three meters high, Daisy can shrink to a diameter of 40 centimeters, which is already a performance of super genius.
Ignoring another reactor of the same size in Daisy's hands, Obadiah sent her out of Stark Industries, and then turned back to find his chief scientist, the old man William.
Entering the secret laboratory and watching the workers install the freshly baked reactor on the Iron Overlord, Obadiah felt anxious for a while, but he forced himself to calm down and waited for the summary of data from all aspects.
Then power on, run, and test.
Half an hour later, the little old man William came to tell him the good news with a happy face.
"It's really amazing. Take a look at these values. This is the most advanced weapon currently used by mankind! Haha!" The little old man smiled brightly and walked with wind.
Obadiah is not as optimistic as he is, and still has a long face.
"Can the kinetic energy data meet the design requirements?"
"Absolutely, this is really a genius idea..."
The little old man was interrupted before he finished speaking, and Obaday asked loudly: "What about after the weapon system is installed?"
"It also runs well and fully meets the expected requirements of the original design..."
"You have been working with her these fifteen days. Can you imitate this reactor now?" Obadiah lowered his voice and finally asked the question he was most concerned about.
He is an arms dealer and wants weapons that can be mass-produced. Only in this way can he gain recognition from the Ministry of Defense. Whether it is money or social status, a weapon that can be mass-produced is what he needs most.