Chapter 717 - Magic Nuclear Explosion (1/2)
Chapter 717 Magic Nuclear Explosion
The vague shape of a human being looked a lot like Roland.
The researchers looked at one another and didn’t say anything.
After a moment, the old doctor walked out and said solemnly, “It’s not a big problem. He’ll be fine after a rest.”
“But his eyes and nose ejaculated blood.” Not entirely reassured, the director asked, “Is he really fine?”
“It’s just a simple nosebleed. Some blood seeped out of his eyes too,” said the old doctor helplessly. “He vomited blood because he bit his own tongue. It was quite a large wound, which was why he passed out. It was too painful.”
Everybody looked at each other in bewilderment.
The director asked hesitatingly, “So, you’re saying that it’s just some external wounds?”
“Yes.” The old doctor nodded. “His pulse, his body exam, and the brainwave test all showed that he’s not gravely hurt.”
Everybody was greatly relieved.
If a serious accident happened to the only man with superpowers so far, their superiors would probably rip them apart.
But even though Roland was fine, they would probably have to write reflections on their mistakes.
The director said, “You continue your work and I’ll report it to the superiors. Hopefully, I won’t be transferred.”
Everybody put on a smile, because the director implied that he would take the responsibility.
It was a good thing for those subordinates.
After all, nobody was willing to walk away from a rarely-seen research project.
If anything came from the research, they would be the first people to enjoy them. They would definitely be very happy if they could cast spells too.
However, they could tell that the director didn’t look grim, which meant that the matter wasn’t serious. He might be criticized, but he probably wouldn’t be transferred.
The director quickly left.
The others continued studying the data.
They had recorded the whole process when Roland cast the spell.
About an hour later, the director finished the call and returned. He was all sweaty, but he didn’t seem anxious.
Seeing his expression, the researchers knew that the matter had been settled.
“Okay, let’s have a short meeting. No need to go to the conference room. We’ll just do it here.” The director waved his hand and gathered everyone’s attention. Then he said, “A serious accident happened to our experiment subject. How much information did you get? If you didn’t make any progress, I would’ve been verbally abused by my leader for an hour for nothing, and I’ll verbally abuse you for an hour in return.”
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Looking at the teasing smile on the director’s face, they all smiled awkwardly. In the end, it was the researcher with scans who stood up and said, “According to my speculation, the extraction spell was beyond Roland’s capabilities, which was why he fainted and shed blood. Was that a price?”
“That sounds rather unbelievable, bordering on nonsense.”
“Yes, we need more reasonable data to support our claim.”
“But in science, you can make hypotheses first and then prove them.”
“Roland’s abilities are not fully explained by science. They may have a lot to do with the idealist philosophy.”
“Nothing that’s purely ideal is trustworthy.” “Do you dare say that the micro world completely abides by the known laws of physics? Like the conservation of energy?” “Oh…”
The researchers started arguing.
The director felt a headache as he listened. He turned around and asked, “Right, how much deuterium did Roland extract just now?”
“About three grams.”
Hiss!
Because Roland’s collapse was too frightening, everybody had been waiting at the infirmary and didn’t ask how much material Roland extracted.
Now that they heard the number, they couldn’t have looked greedier.
“Under normal circumstances, how much would it cost for us to extract one gram of deuterium?”
“It’s hard to calculate, but it’s true that the energy cost will be more than what the extracted deuterium can generate.”
Distillation and electrolysis cost not only energy but also time. There was a reason why the deuterium nuclear power plants were eliminated.
“So, Roland spewed out some blood, and he extracted three grams already,” remarked the director in surprise. “Besides that, he still has a lot of room for growth. If he becomes as strong as he is in the game, he can easily extract a hundred grams if given enough seawater. If he helps us make two to three kilograms every day, our country will never need to worry about energy.
“Now, calculate all the data about the transparent figure that appeared behind Roland, to four digits after the decimal place. Got it? Gather as much data as possible.”
Most scientific studies had no shortcuts. It was just a simple collection of data, inference, and more collections, until a formula could be established.
That was when a breakthrough was made.
It could take a couple of months, or maybe more than ten years.
Three hours had passed by the time Roland woke up.
When he sat up, he found that his mouth was very painful.
Seeing that he moved, the nurse nearby instantly asked, “Comrade Huang, you’re awake? Do you feel anything?”.
Roland was about to talk, but he felt such excruciating pain when he moved his tongue that his face became twisted.
He pointed at his mouth and made a gesture to ask for pen and paper.
The nurse was quite smart, or she wouldn’t have been summoned here. She realized Roland’s intention left. Soon, she returned and gave Roland a pen and a piece of paper.
Then, a few doctors, led by the old doctor, followed the nurse into the ward.
The last person to enter was the director.
Roland wrote on the paper, My tongue is too painful for me to talk, but did the experiment succeed?
The old doctor sat down and took Roland’s pulse.
The director nodded and said, “It worked. You extracted three grams of deuterium.”
Roland wrote, That’s great, boss, I’d like to ask for a three-day leave; my mind was greatly disturbed by the spell just now, and I have to postpone the experiments. “Okay, you have my permission. Take a good rest at home.”
The director accepted his request without hesitation.
Roland had been working in the underground laboratory for more than a month. Everybody could tell that he was a good, dutiful lad who never slacked.
If he said that his mind was disturbed, it was definitely true.
After receiving permission, Roland lay on the sickbed for another two hours and then drove home after he felt more comfortable.
His parents were quite shocked when they found him mute. Then, Roland wrote on a piece of paper, I accidentally fell during work and bit my tongue, it’s nothing.
They were finally relieved.
After several hours of rest, Roland entered the game again after it was reopened.
His body in the game was much stronger than that in reality.
A Lesser Benediction that was embedded in the spell in reality had greatly afflicted him, but that burden didn’t exist in the game.
Roland teleported himself to the sea and extracted deuterium from seawater.