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Chapter 11 Professor Ma, you better rest

“If everyone doesn’t believe it, I can create another chip.”

A completely identical chip appeared in Zhang Ran's hands. Now, there are two superb 8888.

The silent silence lasted for almost half a minute.

Then, there was an uproar!

Listening to the ears is false, and seeing to the eyes is true.

In such an emergency, there is no reason to joke.

"This...it's true...the Eiffel Tower, I've been to Fengguo 14 years ago and saw it really look, almost exactly the same!"

"It's not an illusion, the steel reflects the light. Can I go out and touch it? Just want to confirm the facts."

"How could the creation of the void... have such spiritual power? It's impossible..."

Another scream was heard: "No, Professor Ma...has a heart attack."

A professor named Ma, whose worldview was greatly damaged, suddenly twitched and struggled in the air due to his heart beating wildly, and his face turned blue and white.

"Nitroglycerin... Give him nitroglycerin!"

Zhang Ran was a little unbearable. His subspace is likely to be a technological creation, which may be left over from advanced civilizations. Anyway, he only remembers that a meteor hits his head and then travels through time.

Excessive technology is tantamount to magic for humans.

With the medicine under the tip of the tongue, Professor Ma, who had a heart attack, was carried away by two soldiers and left the subspace.

But 10 minutes later, Professor Ma hurried back again and said palely: "I'm fine, I'm really fine!"

"Professor Ma, you'd better take a break." Zhang Ran said carefully.

"I said it's okay!" Professor Ma became fierce and grinned.

Just kidding, if he was asked to leave now, it would be really fatal.

In any case, most scholars are keen on what they see and hear today.

Let’s not discuss the basic principles of void creation.

This is the ecstasy of living in desperate situations, the ecstasy of suddenly discovering an oasis when you are trapped in the desert and you are about to die of thirst!

Humans will not perish so simply.

Huo Dong's eyes lit up and his mind was wide open: "Since we can make chips, how about some supercomputers? We can no longer make chips. Let's have a hundred supercomputers... Hadron Collider, or space telescope!"

"Or, come to the space fortress."

Zhang Ran found that he underestimated the expert's integrity in making money for free, so he coughed again: "Dear professors, my abilities are also limitless. After reaching the limit, I can no longer create material things."

"So, it must be used on the blade."

"Our priority is to create a shelter where people can live. Let everyone live first. Supercomputer can be considered later."

“Yes, yes.”

"Your Highness, you are right."

These experts are not unreasonable people.

Zhang Ran was cheered up for a while and said, "My abilities are limited a lot. The first is that only the technological creations that are already in this era cannot transcend the era."

"So, it is impossible to create a space fortress directly."

"Of course, if you can design a space fortress and then let me pile it up with materials, it's a little possible."

"Secondly, the more complex the creation is, the more power it consumes."

"To give a simple example, the consumption of a ton of steel is 1, and the consumption of a small chip is nearly 500,000. You can imagine the gap."

"Like the Eiffel Tower just now, the total weight is 10,100 tons, of which the metal frame weighs 7,300 tons, using 250,000 rivets and 18,038 iron sheets, only about 300,000 consumption is used, and it is not as good as a chip."

"So, what is your limit?" Huo Dong asked.

Zhang Ran was silent for a moment: "It's probably...800 billion!"

1 point of creation energy is equivalent to 100 million quota.

Eight hundred billion?

There was another amazement in the metal corridor.

Huo Dong was a little dazed. He could create 800 billion tons of steel out of thin air. Is this something humans can do?

Zhang Ran’s real limit is one trillion, but given the bad habit of overdrawing scientific research funds all year round, he can only give a budget of 800 billion yuan.

As a normal person, he is also selfish. Isn’t it good to save the other 2,000 creature energy and use it yourself?

And be careful.

He was already very generous and generous to all mankind.

...

A fanatical atmosphere was spreading wildly in the metal room.

Some people even put on space suits, connected to ropes, and personally touched the Eiffel Tower in the distance.

After confirming that it was hard metal, I finally felt relieved.

It is real, not illusory!

Zhang Ran didn't stop them, and waited patiently.

Someone saw a hundred soldiers guarding the gate of the sub-space and thinking through the causes and consequences. These smart people immediately understood the form and loyal to Zhang Ran: "Your Highness, we have not gone out for a while, stayed here and designed a refuge!"

"We swear to the death to be loyal to the royal family."

Zhang Ran said happily: "Don't worry, your relatives will be fine."

"As long as this refuge can be designed, everyone can survive."

The most important step next is to test Zhang Ran’s ability boundaries, that is, what kind of substances it needs to be created and how much it costs.

This step is particularly important, after all, the "funding" is limited, and all costs have to be carefully calculated.

“How much does it cost to create a ton of superalloy?”

"60321, one ton." Zhang Ran reported a number.

"It's just 60,300 times that of steel. This is unreasonable... Superalloys can only be manufactured in small batches in laboratories."

"What about corrosion-resistant titanium alloys and high-strength titanium alloys?"

“One 103, the other 107, a ton.”

"It's very cheap, where is the coke on Zero's hand?" Lin Qiuyue glanced at the bottle of coke on Zero's hand.

There is no longer anything like Coke in the current shelter, at most there are only some bottle caps.

Some people collect bottle caps as currency.

"Bake, don't pay much attention. All the ingredients of Coke are industrial materials, maybe there are several decimal places after the decimal point." Zhang Ran said calmly.

"Oh, I roughly understand."

After hearing their conversation, Zero's eyes lit up and he flew over quickly.

She mustered up the courage and said what she wanted to say today: "I... am hungry!"

"What did you say?" Zhang Ran was a little surprised. He was hungry and told me what the use was.

You go to have a meal by yourself.

"I... hungry!" Zero's expression seemed a little aggrieved, even a little resentful, "I'm hungry!"

She wants to eat cakes, chocolates, cookies, meat muffins, cookies, cheese, hamburgers, fries, chicken wings, braised pork...
Chapter completed!
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