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"Tick tock... pat... pat..."

In the small laboratory on the bottom floor of the rocket building, it was extremely quiet, except for the sound of Zhang Zhai's sweat dripping on the paper from time to time.

As time went by, the sound of sweat dripping gradually became continuous and the speed became faster and faster.

In the laboratory, in front of the workbench, Zhang Di raised his head and half-closed his eyes, staring motionlessly at the roof of the laboratory building.

Zhang Zhai's face was flushed with blood, sweat accumulated on his forehead and then dripped continuously.

As time passed, Zhang Zhai gritted his teeth and tensed up, trying his best to maintain the ultimate calculation in his mind.

Countless data and countless physical principles hovered in Zhang Zhai's mind. As Zhang Zhai continued to deduce and perfect his own ideas, he challenged the limits of Zhang Zhai's thinking and endurance.

An hour later, Zhang Zhai's half-closed eyes opened again, and the eyeballs were covered with bloodshot eyes like cracks. Zhang Zhai clenched his teeth and clenched his fists, forcefully maintaining the overloaded operation of his brain.

"Almost, almost... What is the problem...Made!" Zhang Di's eyes were fixed on one place, and he continued to deduce in his mind.

After running his brain at its limit for two hours, Zhang Zhai vaguely felt something unusual, but he was still out of touch, almost as if his mind was separated by a layer of veil and shrouded in a layer of fog. Unclear!

This feeling made Zhang Zhai want to go crazy, desperate to continue to force his brain to function even more crazily.

Three hours later, the body's self-protection mechanism began to function due to overuse of the brain, and Zhang Zhai's brain began to feel a little drowsy, and the back of his head felt like being pricked by a needle.

Zhang Zhai frowned, reached out and rubbed his swollen temples and the tingling back of his head, but the high-intensity thinking deduction in his brain continued.

"Anti-gravity formula...anti-gravity principle, constant...wrong, wrong logic...wrong direction, start over!"

In the quiet laboratory, the lights are always on, making it difficult to perceive the passage of time.

But the outside sun has gradually climbed from the east to the proper sky position.

A full four hours have passed!

finally!

Zhang Di's brainpower and energy were not wasted!

In Zhang Zhai's ears, it was like an alarm sounded, and at the moment when there was a strong tinnitus, Zhang Zhai firmly captured the faint inspiration.

A bright smile appeared on Zhang Zhai's face, and his irritability was swept away!

"Fortunately, I finally have a clearer line of thought."

Just when Zhang Zhai was going to follow this inspiration to find the correct formula to solve the speed in one go.

Sudden!

"Sir, after testing, your brain is in a state of extreme fatigue, and your physical exertion is too high. It is recommended that you eat immediately to replenish your strength and rest." Dabai's voice sounded behind Zhang Zhai.

Zhang Zhai turned his head and glanced at Dabai who had just got out of the cardboard box, then turned back again.

Zhang Zhai looked down at the stack of manuscript paper on the workbench, the upper layer of manuscript paper was completely soaked with sweat.

"Stab..."

Zhang Zhai reached out and took out the dry manuscript paper underneath, and wiped the wet workbench with the already soaked manuscript paper.

"Sir, I suggest you eat to replenish your strength as soon as possible..." Dabai's voice sounded again.

"Wow-wow..."

Without turning his head, Zhang Zhai began to quickly write on the manuscript paper with a gel pen.

Accompanied by Zhang Zhai's movements, the sweat accumulated on his forehead dripped at a faster speed, and the tinnitus in both ears became more intense.

Four hours of high-intensity use of the brain, Zhang Zhai's exhausted physical strength has indeed been unable to support him to continue to maintain the overload of the brain.

But Zhang Zhai can't rest yet, and he can't rest until he stabilizes and records the fleeting inspiration in his mind!

Once you give up halfway, it will inevitably take several times and tens of times of price to make up for it!

"Sir, if you stop eating and resting, stop using your brain intensively..."

"Shut up!" Zhang Zhai paused while holding the pen, gritted his teeth and shouted, "If you talk nonsense, I'll tear you apart!"

Immediately, the command room became quiet again, except for the sound of the pen tip rubbing against the paper.

Holding the pen, Zhang Zhai recorded complex formulas full of mathematical beauty on the manuscript paper at an extremely fast speed.

These are the most crucial things in that glimmer of inspiration!

One page, two pages, three pages...

It took a full twenty minutes to record the content of five pages of manuscript paper, and Zhang Zhai finally recorded all the key points of that hint of inspiration!

"Pattah...huh..."

Zhang Zhai threw the pen out directly, and then let out a long breath, his tense brain gradually relaxed.

"Dabai, go to the cafeteria and get me some food."

"Good sir."

As soon as the words fell, Dabai quickly ran out of the laboratory on his short legs.

"Wow..."

The moment the laboratory door opened, Zhang Zhai also collapsed on the seat due to exhaustion, panting continuously.

half an hour later...

Zhang Zhai, who had regained some strength, was flipping through the five pages of manuscript paper while eating.

"Supplementary formula to the anti-gravity formula..." Zhang Zhai whispered to himself with a smile on his face, "I didn't expect such a formula to exist. The anti-gravity formula that was originally perfect can have a supplementary formula. It feels a bit strange." Wonderful."

"It's as wonderful as inserting a fan into a circle to form a circle..."

"Hope I'm right..."

...

As time passed, Zhang Zhai, who regained his physical strength, continued to move forward according to this hint of inspiration.

This time, the process went extremely smoothly. It didn't take much time for Zhang Zhai, and he didn't encounter too many obstacles, so he quickly approached the final answer like a broken bamboo.

"A1, bring me a stack of manuscript paper..."

...

"A1, bring me another stack of manuscript paper..."

...

"A1, manuscript paper, pen..."

Accompanied by the sound from time to time in the laboratory, the time is from noon to afternoon, and then from afternoon to evening.

When the sun hanging obliquely in the west slowly sinks into the horizon, finally...

At 6:30 in the evening, after six hours of deduction calculations and hundreds of sheets of manuscript paper, Zhang Zhai wrote the last stroke on a sheet of manuscript paper, and the anti-gravity supplementary formula was declared complete.

"Patter..."

Zhang Zhai smashed the gel pen out, and then grabbed the last page of manuscript paper.

At this moment, in the small laboratory, on the ground and on the workbench, there are gel pen holders scattered around, or waste manuscript paper that is torn into slag or crumpled into balls.

"Huh...wow..."

After taking a long breath, Zhang Zhai picked up the last page of manuscript and put it in front of his eyes.

On the clean white manuscript paper, there is a line of concise formula recorded. It is composed of various strange letters and symbols. There is only one line, which looks much simpler than the anti-gravity formula itself.

But this line of formulas is very beautiful, just like Maxwell's equations.

Zhang Zhai looked at this line of formulas, the corners of his mouth gradually curled up, and he started to smile.

"It seems that my idea is correct."

...

Seven o'clock in the evening capital time.

In Xihe Science and Technology Park, in front of Zhang Zhai's laboratory building, a figure stood quietly.

"Father, after receiving the feedback from the Terminator, the high-dimensional particle collider has been modified according to your requirements." A1's voice sounded.

Zhang Zhai nodded, looking at the laboratory building in front of him, with a smile on his face:

"Order the Terminator to evacuate, and then... activate the high-dimensional particle generator."