split sky ride

Chapter 46 - Night Shift

After finishing the kitchen work in the cafeteria, Chen Fei took a fragrant boiled water Baguettes, a bag of roasted lamb chops and a mixed salad to get off work. This is the benefit of doing odd jobs in the back kitchen. A few food expenses, saving money and earning money, is not a fat job, but it is also a good job.

I went back to the dormitory, left half of the bread sticks, grilled lamb chops and mixed salad, put the other half into a basket, and carried it all the way to the northwest corner of the air base, where it is.

Now the place is surrounded by layers of standard shipping containers, and walking all the way is a bit like a maze.

When he came to a steel structure shed, he couldn't find the doorbell, so Chen Fei had to call out.

"Grandpa Balut, are you there?"

"Who is it? Oh, it's Xiao Chen, come in, the door is unlocked!"

There were several coughs in the room, and an old voice rang out.

The machine slender, who was cold on the outside and hot on the inside, had already greeted Barut, the Neanderthal old man who was in charge of Target's low-temperature nuclear fusion energy tower. Now that Chen Fei came here, the people in the room had already been waiting for a long time.

Chen Fei pushed the door open, and the first thing he saw was a huge cylinder nearly four meters high that was about to touch the ceiling of the shed. This big guy almost grabbed his entire line of sight.

This is the Target Target low-temperature fusion energy tower that provides sufficient power guarantee for the entire 911 aircrew base.

The high-efficiency energy technology from the civilization of the third era uses deuterium (deuterium) and tritium (tritium) as fuel. It has no radioactivity, no vibration, high safety and stability, and is very reliable.

Even when it is running, it is still very quiet, not even a little sound can be heard.

Except for the flashing indicator lights and the display screen that updates the output power curve and other related data in real time, it is almost difficult to make people feel that it is undergoing ultra-low temperature fusion reaction to continuously convert the power source.

"Ultra-low temperature" does not refer to how many degrees Celsius below zero, but only relatively speaking, the actual reaction temperature is still above zero degrees Celsius. Not to mention melting steel, there is no problem in igniting paper.

This unbelievable temperature naming is not a special case. For example, the "high temperature" of high-temperature superconductors is also not a real high temperature. It is still below zero degrees Celsius. The actual temperature is much colder than the freezing area of ​​a household refrigerator.

It was not until the emergence of room temperature superconductor materials that temperature naming returned to normal.

There is a round hood on the top of the steel structure shed, like a big bamboo hat, which is slowly turning to dissipate the excess heat released by the energy tower directly below.

However, there is still some heat trapped inside the shed, making the temperature inside the room five or six degrees Celsius higher than outside.

The temperature difference between morning and evening in the Kushi mountainous area of ​​Hindu is huge. It can reach more than 20 degrees Celsius during the day, but it can drop directly below zero at night.

If the hood on the roof is closed after nightfall, the waste heat generated by Target's low-temperature nuclear fusion energy tower is still enough to make the whole shed warm like spring, and even the warm coat can't be worn.

After withdrawing his gaze from Target's low-temperature nuclear fusion energy tower, Chen Fei was immediately shocked by the various green plants that almost filled the entire shed.

This place is simply a small garden, and it is also a greenhouse. The bright lights are like a small sun, illuminating the entire shed like daytime.

The air is filled with the smell of ammonia, mixed with the unique fragrance of plants, but it is not too unpleasant.

Slightly warm, Chen Fei noticed the mechanical hygrometer hanging nearby. The current temperature was 24 degrees Celsius and the humidity was 62%. Compared with the dry and cold outside, coupled with the lush greenery in front of him, the environment here Comparable to the Garden of Eden.

"Chirp!~"

Some drowsy little birds hid in Chen Fei's neckline came out, shook their feathers, looked around curiously, looked around here, and suddenly flapped their wings into the air, landed in the flowers and plants, excitedly Pecking, pecking, and chirping from time to time, obviously treating this place as his own playground.

"Xiao Jiu, don't fly around, come back!"

Chen Fei quickly scolded, for fear that the bird would disturb the owner.

Hearing the sound, the little bird flew back immediately, but it didn't land on his shoulder as usual, but just bounced around on the branches and leaves of the nearby plants, a little reluctant to leave.

"It doesn't matter, the bird is free, the coat can be taken off and hung on the hanger."

Barut, an old Neanderthal man, was wearing a short-sleeved T-shirt and was watering the flowers and plants. After hearing the sound of birds, a smile appeared on his face.

Xiao Jiu's arrival brought him an unexpected surprise.

After the birds chirped in the originally very quiet shed, it suddenly became a little more angry.

Balut's work here is more like a retired old man's daily care, spending almost all of his boring days guarding the energy tower on these plants.

"sorry for disturbance."

Chen Fei took off his thick overalls like a gentleman, hung them on the hanger, and then raised the basket as a gesture.

"Grandpa Barut, I brought some appetizers."

After drinking together last time, Chen Fei naturally knew what kind of gift he should bring when visiting this Neanderthal elder.

Bread, lamb chops and salad are more than enough to accompany wine.

"Oh, you really have a heart, wait a moment, I'll get the wine."

Seeing the full basket, the old Neanderthal man nodded with a smile, put down the watering can in his hand, and walked towards a corner of the shed.

When he came back, he was holding things in both hands, a glass wine bottle and two goblets in one hand, and a thick book in the other hand.

Leading Chen Fei to a round table, Barut put down the wine bottle, glass and book, and said, "I made my own blueberry wine, you have a taste, and this, I think you will need it .”

As he spoke, he tapped the cover of the book with his fingers, then uncorked the corks, and poured crystal clear wine like purple gemstones into the two goblets.

Chen Fei picked up the book and glanced at the cover. It was a technical manual about Target's low-temperature nuclear fusion energy tower, including the design principles, operating procedures, and fault descriptions of the energy tower.

The entire book is brand new and has almost never been turned.

Low-temperature nuclear fusion technology originally came from the Neanderthal family of the Third Era civilization. Barut is no stranger to it. He can understand every button and every part of this energy tower with his eyes closed. He is even familiar with it. Manufacturers that exceed Bluestar will not need this technical manual at all.

The reason why the 911 Air Base employs such an old Neanderthal man to look after the energy tower is not just because it is cheap.

After pouring the wine, Balut broke open a pair of disposable bamboo chopsticks, picked up a piece of grilled lamb chops, and chewed them crunchily, without even spitting out the bones. Said: "This job is not difficult, it is very simple, do a self-inspection procedure every day, pay attention to the output power curve regularly, and you don't have to keep staring at it, if there is any problem, it will automatically send out a reminder and generate a fault report, no need for you Repair it by yourself, call for repair if there is a failure, and send a failure report at the same time. The energy tower will not explode, and at most it will automatically stop the fusion reaction. will leak."

I have to admire that this old guy's teeth are not so good, and he doesn't spit out bones when he eats meat.

"Chirp!~"

As if smelling the fruity aroma of blueberry wine, the little bird brought by Chen Fei flapped its wings and flew over, landed on the mouth of the goblet in front of him, and looked curiously at the purple wine inside.

"Go, go, you can't drink!"

Chen Fei had the experience of making strange chirping noises after Xiaojiu secretly drank coffee last time. He was not sure what kind of bad effects it would have, and he would never let him steal something that the bird should not touch.

Immediately waved his hand to drive Xiaojiu away from the goblet, and still flipped through the Technical Manual of Target's low-temperature nuclear fusion energy tower in his hand.

Before that, he knew nothing about the cryogenic fusion energy tower.

"Choo Choo Choo!"

Xiaojiu flapped her little wings and landed on the table, bouncing up and down, eager to move but not giving up easily.

Balut looked at this little bird with black feathers all over, and said in surprise: "It's actually a pure bird!"
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