Nuclear power has come out, you say you are an undergraduate?

Chapter 72 I'm [-]% Sure
Nanjiang City, strategic research base.

Since the military came to test fly the ghost fighter.

The project is almost complete.

After that, most of the previous research teams have been disbanded or transferred to other research institutions.

However, some researchers are still retained to carry out daily maintenance of equipment at the research base.

In the entire research base, almost no one is seen on weekdays.

The soldier guards outside the research base have not been reduced at all.

Even more than before.

Although the project is over!

In this research base, there are still a lot of secrets.

Even the laboratories inside the research base remain active.

During this period of time, Su Chuan focused on his own research and development in the experimental base.

No one came to bother.

In the empty research base, the sound of mechanical cutting can be heard from time to time.

For this undisturbed environment and complete equipment, Su Chuan is very useful.

What's more, the scope of the laboratory is now much larger than before.

Although still a bit messy.

But there is still a lot of space to use.

It's not that Su Chuan doesn't want to tidy up.

But almost every researcher's laboratory is not too tidy.

There is a saying that is good, the researcher is before the project is completed.

No matter how messy things are, don't move!
This seemingly messy arrangement was the most comfortable position for Su Chuan.

He can find every item and document in the laboratory at will.

Compared with the tasks issued by the system before!
This time the mechanical power armor is obviously more difficult!

In the past few days, Su Chuan also made a preliminary design for the mechanical power armor.

When Su Chuan was preparing to continue his research.

Someone knocked on the door of the laboratory.

At the same time, on the electronic screen beside the gate, a corresponding visit application appeared.

At present, no substantive experiments have been carried out, only research on paper.

He also stopped the work in hand, opened the door of the laboratory and walked out.

What came into view were a few completely unfamiliar faces.

Almost all of these people were wearing Chinese tunic suits and standing straight.

Of course, except for the old man in the middle.

He is sitting in a wheelchair, his eyes are piercing!
"Su Chuan?"

The first sentence of the meeting is a brief inquiry.

Su Chuan nodded slightly, took off his gloves calmly, and put them on the shelf beside him.

"it's me."

Immediately afterwards, he nodded.

"Is there a problem?"

"Are you here to deliver materials?"

"If not, then I will not accompany you."

"I still have a relatively important research project."

Beside the old man, a young secretary looked at Su Chuan's attitude and frowned.

She took a step forward and was about to say something.

"Xiao Nan!" A heavy voice came from the wheelchair.

The secretary stopped and stood respectfully behind the old man.

He couldn't help turning his eyes up and down to the old man, and looked him up and down.

"Let me introduce myself, I am Deng Guangyao."

While speaking, Deng Guangyao stretched out a hand.

The secretary behind him immediately took out a portfolio.

The old man took the file bag with his wrinkled hands.

At the same time, he took out the files in the portfolio.

Elder Deng smiled, and his eyes fell on the file in his hand.

"Su Chuan, male, 24 years old."

"During Nanjiang University, the sixth and seventh generation power engines were successively developed."

"And in the process, the research and development of controllable nuclear fusion has been completed."

"..."

At present, Su Chuan's personal file is an absolute secret of Da Xia.

After saying a few words, he didn't continue to read according to the content in the portfolio, but put the document in his hand aside and said calmly.

"This time we took the initiative to come here to seek your cooperation."

Immediately afterwards, Elder Deng took out another document and said calmly.

"During your development of the Phantom Fighter, you once applied for a project from above."

"Regarding the research on mechanical power armor, the application fund is 500 billion Daxia coins, and many rare materials are added!"

He nodded and said seriously.

"I have read the application documents for this project carefully."

"A person who can develop controllable nuclear fusion, I have no reason to doubt your ability."

"If I give you 500 billion Xia coins, how long will it take you to create a crimson storm?"

It wasn't until here that Su Chuan showed a hint of surprise.

However, he did not show a happy expression because of his support, but said seriously.

"The 500 billion Xia coins are only a preliminary estimate."

"If the research is really carried out, this number will only increase and not decrease."

"Maybe 1000 billion, maybe even 2000 billion."

"With the current situation, there is no way to predict."

As soon as the voice fell, except for Mr. Deng, everyone else showed thoughts.

That's what scientific research is all about!

Once you invest in funds, there is no way out!
You never know how much more to invest until the results of the research are in.

And this time the project is obviously much more exaggerated than the previous projects.

When everyone was tangled and hesitant, Mr. Deng smiled, his mottled eyes seemed to see through everything in the world.

Elder Deng looked at Su Chuan and asked calmly.

"How sure are you?"

The movement of Su Chuan's hands also stopped slightly, and he also smiled back and spoke calmly.

"Ten percent!"

As soon as the words fell, the faces of those who followed Elder Deng showed terrified expressions.

Mr. Deng, what does this mean?
Do you have to completely trust this brat in this matter?

Although Su Chuan had many achievements.

But this time the funds invested are not hundreds of millions!
But tens of billions, or even hundreds of billions!
This is not a small amount for any country.

What's more, that scientific researcher dare not say that he is [-]% sure of the project he is researching!

You shouldn't just believe it, this brat, right?
The middle-aged men and the secretary who followed all looked at Mr. Deng.

"Old Deng, why don't we think about it again?"

(End of this chapter)