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Five kilometers away from Zhaicheng Space Center, the ground part of the Earth-Moon transmission system.

A steady stream of anti-gravity transport vehicles either drive out of the ring device, or drive into the ring device from the ground to the moon palace.

With the complete completion of the Moon Palace City, the exchange of resources between the Earth and the Moon has become more prosperous.

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"Is this the Earth-Moon transmission device? Sure enough, even though I've seen it countless times on the Internet, it's still not as shocking as seeing it with my own eyes." A young man looked at this huge and majestic transmission device obsessively.

"Yeah, it's really shocking." The girl next to him held the boy's arm and exclaimed in the same way.

"This is Zhai City, the birthplace of all miracles." An old man beside him answered with a smile.

...

Just as the tens of thousands of tourists surrounding the transmission device's warning area were immersed in shock and chatting with each other, a long row of anti-gravity transport convoys slowly drove into the ring device, followed by the faint blue light curtain. With ripples, the anti-gravity transport convoy disappeared under the blue light curtain.

After a very short time, the anti-gravity transport convoy drove out of the lunar surface of the Earth-Moon transmission device in turn, arrived at the moon, and drove into the special parking compartment for anti-gravity transport vehicles in the Moon Palace.

The berth was re-sealed and air was started.

Afterwards, the inner gate was opened, and the anti-gravity transport convoy continued to move forward.

Finally, these more than twenty anti-gravity transport vehicles arrived at their destination, the other edge of Moon Palace City.

The Moon Palace researchers and manufacturing staff who had been waiting here for a long time looked a little excited when they saw the anti-gravity transport convoy parked in front of them.

Hundreds of terminators poured into the anti-gravity transport vehicle in an instant, and began to unload the devices carried on the anti-gravity transport vehicle.

These more than 20 anti-gravity transport vehicles carried the devices and parts used to build the controllable nuclear fusion reactor in Yuegongcheng.

"Controllable nuclear fusion means nearly unlimited energy at this stage." A professor said a little excitedly.

"With this, we can make Moon Palace City more prosperous and accelerate our steps towards the starry sky!" Another expert said excitedly.

"Order the Terminator and the manufacturing personnel to start assembling and building the controllable nuclear fusion reactor, and try to start the operation of the controllable nuclear fusion reactor today." Professor Lu, the person in charge, said.

"Okay, let's get started."

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Ground, Zhaicheng Aerospace Center, comprehensive conference room on the fourth floor.

In the huge meeting room, Zhang Zhai was the only one at the moment.

Standing by the window, Zhang Zhai watched the three anti-gravity spaceships lift off and gradually disappear from sight.

This is the sixth batch of Moon Palace immigrants.

Starting from the fourth batch, the transformation of the Fuxi was completed, and the pace of immigration to the Moon Palace gradually accelerated.

And from this batch, the new anti-gravity spacecraft Zhaicheng with a life support system was successfully built and put into use, further accelerating the pace of immigration.

By the time the sixth batch of immigrants arrives at the Moon Palace, the number of lunar immigrants will be close to 20,000.

After this batch, the structure of the immigrants will also change, and they will no longer be all researchers and production personnel of Zhaicheng Aviation. Instead, they began to screen from Zhaicheng staff, Xihe researchers, and Zhaicheng University students.

Zhang Zhai watched the three anti-gravity spaceships carrying nearly 6,000 immigrants disappear from sight, smiled and looked away.

Back at the conference table, Zhang Zhai picked up the manuscript paper and continued to deduce.

"Swish..."

The tip of the pen quickly slid across the paper, and symbols, formulas, and data emerged in Zhang Zhai's pen.

Zhang Zhai forced himself to maintain the limit deduction, and countless data flashed in his mind.

"Patter..."

Several pieces of manuscript paper were crumpled into a ball by Zhang Zhai and thrown to the ground.

From a few days of inspiration, Zhang Zhai started a new attempt.

The new attempt still failed, but Zhang Zhai was not too upset. The more times he failed, the calmer he felt.

As long as there is a way to realize the miniaturization of controllable nuclear fusion, the more failures, the closer it is to success.

"A1, import this set of models into the quantum computer, and I'll take a look at the simulation results." Zhang Zhai rubbed his swollen temples.

"Okay, Father." A1 agreed first, and then asked with some concern, "Father, do you need to rest first? I think you are a little tired."

"No need," Zhang Di shook his head, "Let's get started."

"OK."

In an instant, the simulation results were presented on the holographic screen, and countless physical quantities and related data began to scroll on the holographic screen.

Looking at the huge data, a very intuitive picture appeared in Zhang Zhai's mind.

"1000 milliseconds." Zhang Zhai looked at the final result and smiled, "It's a bit of progress."

Simulations showed that the model crashed after a second.

Pulling out a piece of paper to wipe off the sweat dripping from his forehead, Zhang Zhai said to A1, "Input this model into the quantum computer and see the simulation results."

In an instant, pages of data appeared on the holographic screen again. There was almost no surprise. The simulation data showed that the model showed a tendency to collapse before it reached 1000 milliseconds.

"A1, pause the data." Zhang Zhai narrowed his eyes slightly and said calmly.

"Okay, father."

Zhang Zhai saw a strange number, and with his keenness for numbers, his first intuitive feeling was that the number seemed abrupt in this position.

It is as obvious and dazzling as a normal person seeing a little white in a blackness.

Without staying too long, Zhang Zhai took a look at the number, and then easily found a page of manuscript paper from the pile of manuscript paper piled up on the conference table.

"Stab... stab."

After glancing at the manuscript paper, Zhang Zhai tore it up, crumpled it up and threw it aside.

Without wasting any more time, Zhang Zhai quickly picked up the pen and began to write vigorously on a stack of blank manuscript paper.

"Swipe, swipe..."

Symbols, formulas, and data quickly appeared on the manuscript paper, and Zhang Zhai continued to deduce them in his mind.

Countless data, countless thoughts, constantly challenge the limit of Zhang Zhai's thinking.

The back of his head began to tingle, and the body's protection mechanism was already reminding him.

Zhang Zhai gritted his teeth, forced himself to stay awake, and continued to maintain the limit deduction of the brain.

Time passed slowly, approaching evening from noon.

"Wow... stabbed."

Some heavy strokes tore the manuscript paper, Zhang Zhai also stopped.

Half leaning on the seat, Zhang Zhai propped his forehead with his hands, "A1, import this model into the quantum computer."

The data began to emerge, and the final result also appeared in Zhang Zhai's mind.

"10 seconds." Zhang Zhai smiled.

Although he clearly felt that his thinking was correct this time, the simulation results once again proved his thinking.

He stretched out his hands, rubbed his temples on both sides, and shook his head to make himself more awake.

Zhang Zhai continued to pick up the pen and started a new round of deduction.

After breaking through a key problem, many problems are solved.

New models are proposed one after another, and the simulation stable running time is gradually getting longer.

"20 seconds...60 seconds...100 seconds..."

Time also gradually passed, and as night fell, the lights in the meeting room automatically turned on.

"Scrub..."

The meeting room was very quiet, only the sound of pen tip swiping could be heard.

"Father." A1's voice sounded, breaking the silence.

Zhang Zhai's pen paused slightly, motioning for A1 to continue talking.

"Academician Gan sent a message that the Zhaicheng Controllable Nuclear Fusion Reactor and the Yuegong Controllable Nuclear Fusion Reactor have been successfully started at the same time and have started to be connected to the grid for power generation."

Zhang Zhai didn't respond to A1's words, but continued to deduce.

After a long time, Zhang Zhai stopped writing, picked up the last page of manuscript paper, glanced at it, a smile gradually appeared on his face,

"Reply to Academician Gan," he looked up at the lights in the conference room,

"I did it too."