Chapter 1161: 1 Cadarache“s Fusion Power Station

Chapter 1161 Cadarache“s Fusion Power Station

The next morning, Lu Zhou accompanied the visiting team from China and went to the controllable fusion power station in Cadarache, a small city in the south of France.

The Chinese president, the French president, executives from the Électricité de France, and engineers from East Asia Energy were all here.

This time Academician Wang was not the one leading the team. It was instead an old engineer who Lu Zhou had never met before, as well as a group of young men.

When they met, the old engineer excitedly shook Lu Zhou’s hand, making Lu Zhou almost feel embarrassed.

Even though it had been so many years since he was involved in research in the field of nuclear engineering, his prestige and reputation in the field had yet to diminish in the slightest.

He felt the people in the nuclear power industry treated him like a mythical creature.

In his opinion, at least half of the success of the Pangu reactor belonged to the rest of the project team.

They soon arrived at the destination. The group of people took a photo at the front gate before walking into the nuclear power plant.

The exterior design of this nuclear power plant was modeled after Pangu, and the construction took three whole years. Nearby was the foundation for the unfinished ITER project.

Because the technology used in the core catcher of the Pangu reactor and the ITER project were two completely different technologies, the French construction team had to face the choice of digging out the foundation and rebuilding one, or completely abandoning it.

The former option might be more expensive, as well as having the additional risk of not being approved by East Asia Energy. Thus, they chose to go with the latter choice.

When the person in charge here talked about how the French workers used their expertise and wisdom to overcome numerous problems and finally built this “star” that was destined to light up the west coast of Europe, the engineers from the East Asia Energy chuckled.

This thing took three years to build?

And they’re still so proud of themselves?

Fortunately, the construction was not delayed, and this received a round of applause from the Chinese visiting group.

During the visit, Lu Zhou, the chief designer of the Chinese controllable fusion project, seemed a little zoned-out throughout the whole process.

Not because he was annoyed at the efficiency of the French people, but because he had been studying the notebook all night. Even now, he was still thinking about complex mathematical formulas.

Even for him, solving the mathematics puzzle in that notebook was going to be difficult.

The difficult part was the mathematical expressions; these problems involved abstract numbers, rather than the traditional decimal numbers. Although the motive theory was a useful tool, by coupling abstract mathematical forms with even more complicated logical transformations, the whole theory became entwined and entangled together.

Fortunately, by using the unified theory of algebra and geometry, he was able to supplement many areas of motive theory.

If he could only use mathematical methods from ten years ago, proving proposition 2 in this notebook was as difficult as proving Riemann’s conjecture. This was why an outstanding scholar like Professor Grothendieck was stuck on these problems.

By using modern advanced mathematical theory, it took less than an hour for Lu Zhou to prove this proposition yesterday.

However, that was the end of the easy part.

After spending one night, he finally proved proposition 3. The difficulty for proposition 4 had increased exponentially, and Lu Zhou spent an hour trying to solve it without making any progress.

And there were ten propositions in total…

It gave him a headache thinking about it.

Director Giacobino, the person that accompanied him to the St. Lizier Church yesterday, deliberately walked next to Lu Zhou and spoke to him with a smile.

“Academician Lu, what do you think of this nuclear power plant?”

Lu Zhou looked around and spoke.

“It’s alright.”

Director Giacobino said, “Compared to Pangu?”

Lu Zhou: “Around the same.”

Director Giacobino had a joyful look on his face.

Lu Zhou didn’t know what to think.

Pangu was an experimental reactor, and it had more than half of the power generation capacity of the Fuxi reactor in Daya Bay. Pangu only supplied power to Shandong and northern Jiangsu, while the Fuxi reactor was responsible for supplying power to the Yangtze River Delta city group.

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It only took them one year to construct the Pangu reactor, which was meant for research.

It took them three years to build a reactor that had the same capabilities as Pangu, even with East Asia Energy helping them. Lu Zhou didn’t know what they were so proud of…

Lu Zhou followed the visiting group and finished the nuclear core delivery ceremony.

The price was in the tens of billions of euros, while the cost was only one-tenth of the price. This was more profitable than selling 100 fighter jets.

This order alone increased the foreign exchange reserves of the People’s Bank of China by two to three percentage points. Not to mention the hidden political, governance, and economic value from this order.

Although the French had to pay out of the a*s, the fusion power station could be used to eliminate the more expensive domestic fission nuclear power. The cost of industrial electricity would also be greatly reduced. The economic production stimulus was even more valuable.

This was a win-win situation for both parties.

The French president and the Chinese president smiled as they shook hands.

After the process was over, the Chinese visiting group returned to their cars.

Lu Zhou sat in the car and took out his notebook.

If the information in this notebook came from an extraterrestrial civilization, it was irresponsible of him to disclose it without knowing that the information represented.

Considering Professor Grothendieck’s mental condition, these expressions could be interpreted as the “words of the devil” or something.

Perhaps these unsolvable propositions were what destroyed his mentality.

Lu Zhou would like to talk with the “devil” inside of Grothendieck’s brain, but unfortunately, that was no longer possible.

The pope in the field of algebraic geometry passed away around the time Lu Zhou completed his first mathematics system mission.

Judging from what he saw in the system Void Memory, clearly, the Void Memory adapted itself to Lu Zhou’s native language.

However, the message that Grothendieck received seemed to be some kind of mathematical code?

Maybe…

The message that Professor Grothendieck received was not from the Void? Maybe it’s from a civilization a few levels lower than the Void, similar to the Calanians?

That is a possibility.

Whether it was the Void or another higher civilization, Lu Zhou didn’t believe in the existence of a “devil”.

He finally gained some understanding as to why the old man’s mental state suddenly deteriorated, making him do ridiculous things.

Thinking about these things was no easy feat for a man in his seventies.

He still remembered Professor Deligne’s evaluation of Sir Atiyah. At that age, forget about mathematics research, being able to have a normal conversation was a blessing in and of itself.

Even Lu Zhou felt dizzy when he looked at these mathematical formulas.

Wang Peng was sitting next to Lu Zhou. Wang Peng looked at him and spoke.

“You seem to be in a bad mental state.”

Lu Zhou: “Maybe because I didn’t sleep last night.”

Wang Peng: “You didn’t sleep two nights in a row?”

Lu Zhou: “It’s fine, I took a five-hour nap.”

Wang Peng: “… Doctor Yan suggested you to sleep for eight hours a night. This is important for your health and body.”

“There are things more important than my body.” Lu Zhou smiled at his friend and said, “Don’t worry, once this is over, I’ll take a break.”

Wang Peng hesitated for a second. He then looked at the notebook in Lu Zhou’s hand.

“… Once you finish researching the notebook?”

Lu Zhou twisted the pen in his hand and gave an ambiguous answer.

“Sort of.”