"Click!" With a slight sound, Luther pushed open Chris's door: "Your Majesty! What are your orders?"
"Prepare me a... a midnight snack, I'm a little hungry." Chris glanced at the food on the table and said a little embarrassed.
"Yes, Your Majesty!" Luther waved his hand forward gently, and two waiters walked in and cleared the table.
In less than a minute, new warm meals were delivered to Chris' room.
This time, it was a dry-roasted four-eyed devil fish, steamed eggs with caviar, and pork ribs and winter melon soup. Of course, such a Chinese meal is paired with jade-like rice.
Chris drank all the clear soup in the cup, and Luther and others bowed slightly and exited the room. As the door closed with a click, Chris continued to say while eating supper: "First of all, we don't have Bifenling in our hands.
The 004 spacecraft has better metal. The 'civilization' that made the Fengling 004 spacecraft has smelting technology that is at least a hundred years ahead of us."
Andrea also sat at the table, picked up a piece of ribs with chopsticks, carefully placed it in the bowl, put it into his mouth along with the rice, and chewed it gently.
"You are getting more and more skilled with chopsticks." Chris said with a smile. This kind of tableware was promoted by Chris in Seris, and it is now the most popular among the four kinds of state banquet tableware in the Eilanhill Empire.
The nobles all like to use the chopsticks favored by His Majesty the Emperor, so Andrea naturally also learned this kind of tableware - for her, this technique of using her fingers flexibly is not difficult to learn.
"I'm very good at this." She waved her slender, beautiful fingers in front of Chris's eyes as if showing off, and Andrea instantly felt a sense of accomplishment.
For a woman, showing off her wisdom in front of men may be much more fun than running a fusion reactor.
"We can't catch up in a short time, but we have magic technology that can make up for some of the gaps in this area." The straight man didn't care about this. Chris played normally and brought the topic back to his favorite field.
"In order to make up for the strength of the reactor shell, I had to design a new plan. The ferroferrite alloy will help us make up for some strength problems, but the biggest problem is the temperature." Ever since, a otaku began to show off his pride to the goddess.
Work results.
Andrea kept smiling politely, and Chris started to talk: "The core temperature of the fusion reactor exceeds 220 million degrees, and the reactor liner on the Fengling 004 spacecraft can withstand a temperature of about 17,000 degrees.
"
Maybe to some big boys, girls' skins are not as attractive as the paid character skins in games... But what makes Chris more promising than these traditional otakus is that he first gets the goddess, and then he occasionally suffers from occupational diseases.
All successful men are workaholics. Of course, those who work overtime for other people's companies can only be called social animals. Only men who work hard for their own future can be called successful.
Chris is such a workaholic. Before he traveled through time, he would often stay awake for two days in a row, and then hold a meeting with a group of subordinates to study plans.
And now, the woman sitting in front of him is not really the little girl next door. She is also a queen, a woman... who is more like a man...
So, this belated dinner turned into a small work discussion meeting at the dinner table: "Unfortunately, our current metal can only withstand a pitiful 7000 degrees! The gap between this is greater than what the numbers reflect.
The gap is huge.”
"Then... how does the fusion reactor on the Fengling 004 spacecraft solve this problem?" Andrea elegantly removed the fish bone and placed it on the paper towel next to it, and asked with a smile.
"The solution adopted for the fusion reactor on the Fengling 004 spacecraft is to use electromagnetic isolation technology." Chris answered with excitement.
You see, a perfect woman not only listens to a man's nonsense, but also participates in it and continues in the direction of what the man is interested in.
"We can also use this technology, but this technology consumes too much energy. Forty percent of the energy produced by the entire fusion reactor is consumed on the electromagnetic barrier." Chris continued, using a spoon to fill the bowl.
Pour the full roe into your mouth.
"If we continue to use this technology now... we are a bit too backward... After all, this is a technology that was developed more than 16,000 years ago." He shook his head regretfully, and then went back to his own business.
Getting excited: "But it's not without good news. The Fengling 004 spacecraft is just a pure technological product, and now we still have magic in our hands!"
"I'm good at magic..." Andrea continued with a smile: "You mean, using magic to defend barriers?"
"We can't simply use magic defense barriers. We can start from many aspects, such as using ice magic or wind magic to cool down the fusion reactor shell." Chris said.
He quickly added: "Or, use a simpler and more dangerous method!"
"You mean..." Andrea's charming eyes blinked and blinked, her long eyelashes flickering, making secret glances.
"Space magic! If we use space magic, we can completely isolate the temperature! Control the entire fusion within a very safe range!" Chris clenched his fists and said with determination.
This is the result of his busy work for so long! He wants to use space magic to confine and compress the sun to provide eternal energy for the new world!
"Has anyone ever told you that you are very charming when you look like this?" Andrea looked at Chris who was in high spirits and asked, holding his chin with one hand.
"Huh?" Chris was stunned, looking at Andrea with a girly expression on her face, and couldn't help but swallow the food he was chewing.
"I heard that the technology of fusion reactors comes from a ring-shaped device called a tokamak?" Andrea stared at Chris and asked softly.
"Yes." Chris nodded subconsciously.
"Like a ring like this?" Andrea drew a circle somewhere on her chest with her long index finger.
"Almost... not much." Chris swallowed and felt his body getting hot.
"Are you full?" Andrea's pointed ears twitched twice and she asked Chris softly.
Chris didn't speak and nodded.
"Do you have any strength?" Andrea continued to ask.
Chris discovered that nuclear fusion reactors were not attractive at all at this time.
