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Henyee Translations
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Henyee Translations
Funding was approved?
Already?
There was a flash of surprise in Lu Zhouâs eyes, and he quickly asked.
âHow much was approved?â
â500 million!â
Only half a billion?
Lu Zhou looked a little disappointed, but he quickly returned to normal.
Even though it wasnât a lot of money, it temporarily relieved their funding shortage.
After all, the country wanted to commercialize the aerospace industry, and they couldnât just give all of their subsidies to one company. If he wanted to survive in the aerospace industry, he had to rely on many departments, such as the Commission for Science, Technology and Industry for National Defense, China National Space Administration, and the manned mission to the moon.
If he could win the bidding and take on some research projects from the China National Space Administration, such as collecting lunar soil, then he wouldnât have to worry about funding.
Hou Guang had a similar idea. After he heard the secretaryâs report, he frowned and thought for a bit. He said, â500 million... Should be enough for the first couple phases of the project, weâll have to get more funding later on.â
âYeah.â Lu Zhou nodded and said, âIâll find a way to get us funding, you donât have to worry about it.â
Lu Zhou smiled and patted the technical director on the shoulder.
âEven if our funding really runs out, Iâll sell my Purple Mountain mansion and make sure our space shuttle will fly into space!â
Hou Guang was speechless.
Selling your house to build space shuttles...
What kind of person does this?
Hou Guang asked himself if he could sacrifice materialistic things for the greater good, and he didnât think he could do it.
Thereâs no way Lu Zhou wonât be able to send the space shuttle into space!
Hou Guang stood up straight and made a solemn promise.
âI wonât let you down!â
Lu Zhou didnât expect Hou Guang to get so serious. He suddenly felt a little embarrassed.
Even if they needed money, he wouldnât sell his mansion...
His mansion was worth a lot less than his East Asia Energy shares or his lithium-sulfur battery patent.
Using those two as mortgages would get him a lot more money.
Lu Zhou coughed and diverted the conversation.
âIn short, you only have to do your side of things, you donât have to worry about anything else. We have to try to win the big projects from the Commission for Science and the China National Space Administration. If we do, we wonât have any more funding problems!â
Hou Guang nodded his head.
âRoger that.â
...
Virginia.
CIA headquarters.
The director of the CIA was sitting at his desk. He was carefully reading a document about the ITER project, which was sent from Europe.
Suddenly, he heard knocking sounds.
He put down his pen and closed the document. He then looked at the door and muttered, âCome in.â
The office door was pushed open.
An agent in his forties walked in while holding a file.
âDirector, our agents in China have returned with the latest information. The Navy Equipment Research Institute is developing a more reliable power unit.â
âMore reliable power unit?â The director raised his eyebrows as he asked, âCan you be more specific?â
The agent took a deep breath. He then replied with a hint of uncertainty, âApparently... itâs a smaller controllable fusion machine.â
âSmaller controllable fusion machine?â The directorâs pupils dilated, and he stood up from his office chair abruptly and slammed his hands on the table. âIs the information reliable? Is there a detailed report?â
âThe information is still being verified... Of course, the report is ready.â
The anonymous agent walked forward and placed the file on the table. He then took two steps backward and stood straight with his hands behind his back.
The director picked up the report and sat back down. He began to carefully read the report.
âEstimated power output of 500-1,000 MW... Technical route unknown, may be different from magnetic confinement.â The director put the file down and said, âIs this the only information we have?â
The agent nodded and said, âAt the moment, yes.â
The office became silent.
A few seconds went by, and the director suddenly asked, âIs it Professor Lu again?â
The agent frowned.
âIt is possible... but not likely. According to our agents in China, after the STAR-2 stellarator project was completed, Professor Lu resigned from his position. However, he later went on to research sound fusion but didnât achieve any significant results... The project team was even disbanded last month.â
Sound fusion was one of the ideas for cold fusion, and the research on cold fusion had been labeled a âhoaxâ by the National Academy of Sciences and the United States Department of Energy in the 80s.
It turned out that even the all-mighty Professor Lu wasnât able to take down this mysterious dragon.
Even though the CIA had considered the fact that China could have tried to cover their experiment success, considering the fact that Lu Zhou was busy with the Yang-Mills equations some time ago, it would be impossible for him to research sound fusion at the same time.
It was very likely that the sound fusion was just a smoke bomb released by the Chinese authorities, which was used to cover their top research at the Navy Equipment Research Institute.
The director didnât say anything. He tapped his index finger on the table and began to contemplate.
A couple of seconds went by. He suddenly relaxed and leaned in his chair.
âThe possibility of Professor Lu being in this is low... But I donât think we can separate this thing from him.â
The agent asked, âWhat do you mean?â
The director looked at the report on the table and said, âAt the moment, we are not certain whether this is a ploy by China or if they have actually achieved some results.
âRegardless, obtaining more intel is the most important thing.
âIncrease the agents in Jinling, especially at the space shuttle assembly center! I need to know what Lu Zhou is doing. Also at the Navy Equipment Research Institute! If theyâre really doing research on the miniaturized controllable fusion, there have to be clues. Immediately report all information to me!â
The agent stood up straight.
âYes, sir.â