154: Chapter 154 Perhaps... we really don't need to risk our lives?

Controlled Nuclear Fusion isn't hard?

Listening to the words coming out of Lin Yuan's mouth, not a single person among the dozens in the massive experimental hall could find their voice to respond immediately.

They knew better than anyone else in the world exactly how difficult Controlled Nuclear Fusion was.

Steady-state plasma confinement, Neutron irradiation resistance of the First wall materials, the physical limits of magnetic field strength...

Which one of these, when singled out, wasn't a 'Wall of Sighs' standing before human civilization?

Which one wasn't a steel plate that several generations of scientists had spent their life's blood on, and countless genius brains had exhausted themselves over without necessarily making a dent?

But now, this young man sitting in the main seat was actually telling them it 'wasn't hard'?

However, just as the instinctive urge to retort welled up in their throats, everyone collectively froze.

Because they were horrified to discover that following Lin Yuan's logic just now, they couldn't find a single defensible point to argue against.

Lin Yuan's words just now had completely dismantled the five major problems of Controlled Nuclear Fusion one by one, laid them out on the table, and then provided the corresponding solutions for each in front of everyone.

Using a high-temperature superconducting route instead of low-temperature superconductivity directly punctured the ceiling of magnetic field strength.

As for the engineering preparation plans for the full set of special materials, he already had them stored in his head, and could even hand them out like flyers tomorrow or the day after.

And as for the three headache-inducing problems of short confinement time, limited Plasma density, and Control lag...

The Fifth-generation Communication and Brain-like Artificial Intelligence that Lin Yuan had previously created had long since paved the way.

All the technical problems, in front of this young man, were like a row of dominoes; as long as the first one was gently pushed over, the rest would be knocked down one after another with overwhelming force.

The five biggest problems in the process of achieving Controlled Nuclear Fusion, under Lin Yuan's simple analysis, seemed as easy as eating or drinking water.

But these old fellows, who had been immersed in the field of nuclear physics for decades and whose hair had turned white from the strain, were very clear in their hearts.

It was absolutely not that Controlled Nuclear Fusion itself wasn't hard.

It was that this person, Lin Yuan, was too monstrous, too abnormal!

Without Lin Yuan, where would the Fifth-generation Communication come from? Where would the Brain-like Artificial Intelligence come from?

Without these two things as a foundation, the fatal hurdle of plasma Control lag would still be the same obstacle that the entire world hadn't been able to overcome for decades.

Moreover, without Lin Yuan, where would the engineering preparation plans for those special materials come from?

No matter how beautifully the high-temperature superconducting route was drawn, without the material support, it would just be a piece of scrap paper too stiff even to wipe one's bottom with!

The more the veteran experts in the hall thought about it, the more their hearts raced, and the more their scalps tingled.

The only reason they felt 'it wasn't that hard' after listening was entirely because Lin Yuan had already paved all the roads ahead.

The roads were paved, the bridges were built, even the signs were clearly posted for you, and he'd even filled the car with gas.

All this group of people needed to do now was comfortably lift their feet, sit in the car, and step on the gas!

Is this the Lin Yuan who has created miracle after miracle?

Is this the Peerless National Scholar for whom the state machine would provide unreserved endorsement?!

And looking at the current situation, a suffocating premonition rose in everyone's hearts—

A new miracle, sufficient to shock the entirety of human history, was about to be born before their very eyes.

Dozens of top experts sat there in their chairs, dazed, their minds completely blank.

The ten-thousand-foot precipice they had spent their lives trying to climb, even preparing to be dashed to pieces for, was in another person's eyes merely a gentle slope with smooth steps already laid out.

This violent cognitive dimensional reduction strike caused their worldview to oscillate wildly between collapse and reconstruction.

Amidst this silence, suppressed to the extreme, Lin Yuan remained seated in the main position.

In the depths of his consciousness where no one could see, numbers were flickering at a rapid rate on that pale blue system light screen.

[Current total confidence: 54.08%... 55.99%... 57.31%... 59.88%...]

Watching this, a barely visible curve formed at the corner of Lin Yuan's lips.

He slightly adjusted his sitting posture, leaning back comfortably against the chair, and scanned the bloodshot eyes and exhaustion-filled faces in the audience.

Then, he spoke again, his originally steady and certain voice now carrying a few hints of soothing gentleness.

"I didn't come here to say these things today because I want to show off."

"I just want everyone to let go of the burden in your hearts."

Lin Yuan's gaze swept across the dazed faces as he said slowly,

"I can see that everyone has been very tense these past few days, your nerves are strained, and you haven't rested well."

"Actually, there's really no need for that."

"Controlled Nuclear Fusion isn't some man-eating beast; it's just an ordinary engineering problem sitting right there."

"We dismantle it and solve it step-by-step, one by one, and it will naturally be resolved."

"You don't need to treat it like some big tiger that you have to risk your lives to defeat."

Lin Yuan said these words nonchalantly.

But to the ears of the dozens of veteran experts, they brought an even more violent shock.

They had already prepared to go without sleep for the next six months, or even longer.

But now, Lin Yuan was telling them:

Relax, this is just an ordinary project, no need to risk your lives?

Seeing the increasingly bewildered and even somewhat disbelieving expressions of the crowd, Lin Yuan smiled, his tone revealing an indisputable confidence and dominance.

"Scientific research is about method and efficiency, not about who can pull the most all-nighters, and certainly not about who can send themselves to the ICU first."

"I can see that everyone's current state is far from good. If you force yourselves to start work, your efficiency will definitely not be high."

Hearing Lin Yuan's words, Zhou Changming and several other stubborn old academicians opened their mouths, instinctively wanting to object.

This was Controlled Nuclear Fusion!

It was the ultimate energy source for all of human civilization!

It was a super project enough to determine the fate of the nation for the next hundred years!

Could it really be done without risking their lives?

But looking up again at the young man on the stage, with that calm and collected manner as if everything was under control.

An absurd feeling sprouted in everyone's hearts.

Perhaps... there really was no need to risk their lives?

Lin Yuan didn't give them a chance to continue agonizing; he tapped the tabletop lightly, making a crisp sound.

"Therefore, I don't plan to initiate Controlled Nuclear Fusion today. My first requirement for everyone is—"

"In a moment, everyone go back to the dorms and get some good rest!"

"Recover your spirits, and tomorrow morning, we'll go together to pick up this crown that belongs to human civilization."