#941 - Chapter 941: Enlightenment, Artificial Wormhole Theory! Accelerator Cannon? Antimatter Weapon
A particle cannon is still a cannon.
In principle, it's very different from traditional artillery, but the shape is very similar.
But the underside of the H-40's fuselage…
First of all, the size is huge!
So big that it can only be mounted externally on the fuselage, unable to be stowed inside, compromising the H-40's stealth.
Of course, whether it's stealthy or not is unimportant.
What surprised hundreds of millions of netizens was its shape.
It doesn't look like a weapon.
Instead, it looks a bit like an aircraft engine.
Antimatter Accelerator Cannon
Using the H-40 as a benchmark, it's more than thirty meters long, much larger than a heavy particle cannon.
Even an aircraft engine isn't nearly this big.
The H-40 is flying.
There's no other way!
This thing is too heavy. Even if all the particle cannons are removed, carrying it is already an overload, affecting the flight speed.
Two hours before issuing the final ultimatum, this H-40 had already taken off.
Normally, once it enters outer space, given the very low near-vacuum resistance, the flight speed will increase significantly. Even so… having taken off early, it has only flown less than 20,000 kilometers.
In contrast, after the geological weapon attack, Tsarist Russia decided to release an asteroid.
Much later than the H-40.
The asteroid has already left the moon's orbit by 50,000 kilometers.
During the live broadcast, the host no longer speaks, only broadcasting two different screens.
……
Ruijin Hospital.
Nearly a day has passed.
Starting at ten o'clock last night, Chen Hao seemed to have lost his soul, writing endlessly on the doors and walls.
The floor he's on has been completely sealed off, and no one else is allowed to approach. Even the floor-to-ceiling glass has been covered with one-way film, so you can't see the inside from the outside.
Xiang Yan, along with the National Security and Dragon Flame elites, guards every position on the floor.
Responsible for security.
Responsible for pasting more paper everywhere, centered around Chen Hao.
Also responsible for Chen Hao's eating, drinking, and bathroom breaks.
But!
For the first three or four hours, Chen Hao kept writing.
Not eating, not drinking, not going to the bathroom.
After two o'clock in the morning, he seemed to wake up a bit. The frequency of writing clearly slowed down, and he even went to the bathroom.
Now, 20 hours have passed, and it's already the evening of the next day.
During this time, he only drank water a few times and went to the bathroom twice.
Even though he hasn't eaten a bite of food, Xiang Yan doesn't dare to disturb him too much, only watching from a distance.
Anyway…
You won't starve to death if you don't eat for a day.
Suddenly!
Chen Hao, whose writing frequency had decreased, stopped writing once again.
Xiang Yan thought he was going to pee. Before, he only paused slightly when he went to the bathroom.
"So…"
Just then.
Chen Hao, who hadn't said a word since last night, finally spoke.
He stared blankly at the wall, covered with white paper, densely packed with formulas and graphics, as if he had suddenly realized something: "We were wrong… Did the alien civilization also get it wrong?"
Having obtained the technology of the alien civilization's predecessors, he realized that some of his previous understandings were actually wrong.
This is normal.
The process of scientific development is accompanied by overturning mistakes.
In the science of the alien civilization's predecessors, a 1.4-level civilization, and Earth's 0.8-level civilization, there must be some parts that are wrong.
Are the alien civilization's predecessors all correct?
No!
There must also be mistakes!
The problem is that this is the most advanced science and technology he currently has access to, and he has no ability to distinguish between right and wrong—he can only understand all the alien civilization's science as correct.
He had spent so much time before, but the wormhole research made no progress.
He also wondered if something was wrong somewhere.
Unfortunately…
He was unable to discern it!
Was his knowledge height just up to here?
Until his daughter was born, something scientifically impossible happened in an almost metaphysical way, overturning his understanding.
Science is overturned?
Metaphysics is born?
No!
There must be something that he doesn't understand, something that is wrong!
Fortunately, or unfortunately, triggered by certain details, he had a flash of inspiration at the time.
Let's put it this way.
From last night until now, through the knowledge of two civilizations and the triggering of a series of inspirations, he has completed a breakthrough in a certain field—this breakthrough is something that neither civilization's science possessed before.
It's an improvement!
It's a sublimation!
It can even be said that he has raised the 1.4-level alien civilization technology to a higher level in a single field.
Level 1.6?
Level 1.7?
Although it's not clear to what extent it has been improved, and it's not an improvement to the overall technology tree, but only to a certain field.
But the artificial wormhole technology has finally seen the dawn!
"I'm starving…"
He threw the pen on the ground casually, not caring whether the ground was dirty or not, and collapsed on the ground.
Hunger and fatigue swept over him at the same time.
His legs were sore and weak.
"Director Chen!"
Xiang Yan ran over quickly, carrying a thermal lunch box: "Quick… eat!"
The food has been changed several times until now, but he hasn't eaten a bite.
Opening the lunch box, Chen Hao devoured it hungrily.
Was he just hungry?
He just wanted to eat his fill quickly, and then have a good sleep. Nothing else mattered.
"Director Chen, the live broadcast has started. Do you want to watch it?" Xiang Yan asked softly.
"What live broadcast?"
"That asteroid from Tsarist Russia."
"Where's the TV?"
"I'll get one!"
Xiang Yan quickly went to find a TV, tuned it to the right channel, and ran back to call Chen Hao to watch TV, but found…
The food had already been eaten, and Chen Hao was lying directly on the ground, snoring loudly.
Staying up all night was secondary.
More than 20 hours, in addition to constantly writing and drawing, consuming a lot of physical strength.
The key is the depletion of mental strength.
"This…"
Xiang Yan smiled wryly.
Carry Director Chen to the room to sleep?
What if he wakes up?
There's no other way!
He had someone find a quilt, spread it out next to him, and then moved him onto the bedding.
"Xiang Yan…"
With this move, Chen Hao muttered in his sleep: "Don't touch… what I wrote."
"Yes!"
Xiang Yan nodded and gave the order.
Since Director Chen was asleep, he didn't need to be so tense. He took out his phone to watch the live broadcast.
Just in time!
The host hadn't been speaking before.
As soon as he clicked in, the host happened to be speaking.
'The H-40 is ten thousand kilometers away from the asteroid, entering the firing range of the accelerator cannon!'
Accelerator cannon?
The people watching the live broadcast were at a loss.
What the hell is an accelerator cannon?
'The accelerator cannon is equipment independently developed by our country, and does not itself possess powerful striking capabilities.'
'It is used to support antimatter weapons as an antimatter delivery platform.'
'Entering the firing range, the accelerator cannon is charging!'
Suddenly!
The equipment, which doesn't look like a cannon but more like an aircraft engine, quickly condensed an orange-yellow light.
The nozzle continuously overflowed with circles of dazzling light.
It's like…
That's right!
Like layers of spaced, progressive sound waves.
Finally, it erupted!
