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Chapter 123 Room Temperature Superconducting Materials
A long silence fell over the main hall.
The kneeling knight lowered his head even further, and even his breathing became softer.
After a long silence, the Pope finally spoke, his voice aged but clear.
"Go and get a pen and parchment."
"Yes, Your Majesty."
Soon, a brand new parchment was laid out in front of the Pope.
The Pope himself picked up a quill pen, dipped it in golden ink, and swiftly glided the nib across the paper. His handwriting was steady and powerful, showing no signs of age.
He did not have the urge to rebuke Kyle, nor did he question his judgment.
In the letter, he first affirmed Kyle's discovery, then changed his tone and warned him sternly.
"The coming of the Holy Son is a divine oracle."
"But his identity is special, so you must not use any rough methods. You need to guide the Holy Son slowly onto the right path."
"There must be a deeper meaning to God's arrangement for His Son to be born in Bactria and then descend upon Terra."
"We believers only need to follow God's guidance, observe patiently, and offer our support."
"Let him feel the warmth of the holy light, and let him realize his mission."
"This is what you need to do now."
After finishing the letter, he pressed the papal seal firmly onto the sealing wax, imprinting a clear cross emblem on it.
"Get it to Kyle as quickly as possible."
"Yes, sir!"
The knight accepted the letter and respectfully withdrew from the hall.
Once again, only the Pope remained in the hall.
He walked back to the huge map, his withered fingers gently tracing the area surrounded by black ink.
Holy Son...
is that true?
Two hundred years of desperate struggle, the Holy Human Race shed their blood and sacrificed countless heroic warriors.
They prayed countless times, but never received a response from God.
Just when everyone was about to lose hope and think that God had abandoned this land, a "holy son" suddenly appeared.
Moreover, it appeared among a group of people from another world.
It's all too coincidental.
It was such a coincidence that it seemed like an elaborate scam.
But the shock and fervor in Kyle's letter were undeniable; as an archbishop, Kyle certainly had that kind of discernment.
To be able to unleash holy light purification at the level of a sixth-order archmage upon first learning magic is something unheard of in the entire 30,000-year history of the Holy Human Race.
This cannot be explained by genius.
This is a miracle.
The Pope closed his eyes.
The fate of the entire continent of Terra is like that of a wrecked ship about to capsize in a storm.
Suddenly, a light appeared on the ship.
This light may be a beacon guiding them through the storm.
It could also be bait from a demon that leads them to the abyss of destruction.
"God..."
He murmured softly.
"If he is truly a messenger sent by you, please guide me on how to receive your light."
"If he weren't..."
The Pope opened his eyes, a cold glint flashing deep within his cloudy pupils.
"I will also purify it myself."
......
The fourth day after the portal opened.
Forward Base, Warehouse No. 4.
This place has been completely transformed into a temporary research institute for Qian Zhenhua and Liu Chengen's teams.
The physics group and the biology group each made up half of the group, separated by a huge dustproof cloth, clearly indicating their division.
Various pipelines crisscrossed, connecting to buzzing precision instruments, and the air was filled with the mixed smell of disinfectant and strange plants.
"Old Liu! Old Liu! You fucking get out here!"
Qian Zhenhua broke through the dustproof cloth like a gust of wind and barged into the biology group's territory.
He clutched a piece of gleaming silver metal tightly in his hand, his face flushed, and his gray hair a mess like a bird's nest.
"Hey you, surnamed Qian, what are you yelling about! Don't you know my precious kids need to be quiet?"
Liu Chengen was wearing goggles and carefully treating the wound of an alien animal with tweezers when he was startled and his hand trembled, almost breaking the animal's genitals.
He ripped off his goggles and stood up angrily.
"Look at this place! It's like a spider's web; there's nowhere to even put your feet down!"
Qian Zhenhua retaliated without hesitation, slamming the silver metal in his hand onto Liu Chengen's control panel with a "smack."
"Look at this! Open your eyes!"
Liu Chengen glanced at the piece of metal and curled his lip in disdain.
"It's just a piece of broken mithril. The elves gave us a whole bunch. What's the big deal? You've never seen anything like it."
"You know nothing!" Qian Zhenhua snapped, pointing at the piece of mithril, spitting as he spoke.
"This is the Holy Grail of physics! The key to the Fifth Industrial Revolution!"
Liu Chengen frowned and picked up the piece of mithril with suspicion.
It feels cold to the touch and heavy in texture; apart from the magical fluctuations, it doesn't seem to have anything special about it.
"Are you crazy?"
"You're the one who's crazy!" Qian Zhenhua snatched the high-precision multimeter from the table next to him and pressed the two probes firmly against the two ends of the mithril.
The numbers on the screen jumped wildly before finally settling steadily on one number.
0.000000.
The disdain on Liu Chengen's face froze.
He shoved Qian Zhenhua aside, grabbed the multimeter, and operated it himself.
Still zero.
He then switched to a more sophisticated instrument.
The result was still zero.
"Room temperature..." Liu Chengen's voice was dry, his Adam's apple bobbing up and down.
"Superconductivity?"
"The perfect room-temperature superconducting material!" Qian Zhenhua puffed out his chest and announced almost as if he were shouting.
"The resistance is zero! Absolutely zero!"
Liu Chengen loosened his grip, and the valuable instrument almost fell to the ground.
He stared intently at the mithril, his eyes filled with undisguised shock and fervor.
As one of the top scientists in the Great Xia Dynasty, he understood better than anyone else what this thing meant.
Energy transmission is now lossless.
Computer computing power has increased exponentially.
The last barrier to controlled nuclear fusion has been removed.
"Old Qian..." Liu Chengen's voice trembled.
"Are...are you sure?"
"I've tested it hundreds of times using all the equipment in the hospital! The data doesn't lie!" Qian Zhenhua waved his hand vigorously.
"The core energy problem of Project Ark has been solved!"
"A controlled nuclear fusion reactor project can be approved now! Construction can begin immediately! We'll never have to worry about energy depletion again!"
Looking at Qian Zhenhua, who seemed to have gone mad, Liu Chengen couldn't help but grin and laugh.
As he was laughing, he suddenly remembered something, turned around and rushed to a constant-temperature safe, quickly entered the password, and took out an electronic report.
"You're awesome! Your physics community is awesome!" Liu Chengen waved the report in his hand, a hint of smug pride on his face.
"Our discoveries in the biological world are just as impressive!"
He handed the report to Qian Zhenhua.
"Analysis report on holy water and the spring of life."
"The effect of the holy water is roughly equivalent to a powerful antibiotic plus a cell activator, which can cure an external infection."
"And this fountain of life is truly a miracle!"
Liu Chengen pointed to a set of data in the report, his voice rising an octave.
"It can significantly slow down cell aging, increase cell activity, and repair damaged gene chains!"
"With it, we can snatch those comrades who have dedicated their lives to the Great Xia and whose bodies are already nearing their limits back from the clutches of death!"
Upon hearing this, Qian Zhenhua's eyes widened, and he snatched the report away.
He became very excited after reading the report.
Two elderly people, both nearing seventy, stared at each other in the messy warehouse.
Suddenly they burst into laughter like two children.
"Walk!"
"Go and report these good news to Commander Lin!"