Anchor

The nuclear reactor has only one prototype, and the bottom pressure shell, bottom head, radial supporter, instrument lead pipe and cone core support column are successively laid in the underground well.Qi Kuo plans to build a medium-sized nuclear reactor with a diameter of 12 meters and a height of 400 meters. He stood beside the reactor unit and said: "After the reactor is completed, the daily power generation capacity can reach 600 to [-] trillion."

Yan Lang didn't understand machinery, he looked down into the underground well, his sight was blocked by the darkness, he couldn't see anything in the emptiness, but Yan Lang felt romantic.He vaguely felt familiar. A long time ago, someone showed him gadgets under complicated craftsmanship. Steel and techniques made up something he didn't understand, and it glowed with a different kind of brilliance in the palm of that person, just like the only thing in front of him. shell of a nuclear reactor.

"I may never understand your world." Yan Lang sighed, he straightened up and looked around the empty room, "What about the others?"

Qi Kuo didn't like Yan Lang's emotion, he frowned: "You don't need to understand, these things are very simple, a tortoise can make them from the drawings."

Yan Lang looked at Qi Kuo wonderingly, Qi Kuo seemed to be scolding him for being inferior to bastards.

"Others are going to extract heavy water and enrich uranium." Qi Kuo said, "Are you hungry? Let's go eat."

Yan Lang was not hungry, he asked: "I want to go to the outer city to see."

"You can't go to the outer city." Qi Kuo rejected him for the second time. "The outer city is very dangerous. You are the anchor point number one. Even if everyone is dead, as long as you are alive, there is hope for a comeback."

Yan Lang was silent for a moment, raised his hand and pinched the bridge of his nose: "Let's go, let's eat."

On the way to the cafeteria, Yan Lang kept lowering his head and thinking about the meaning behind the word "anchor point". Why did he become an anchor point?There are a billion people in the world, but he is the most important person, what kind of luck is this.All the answers are in his lost memory, and that memory is also broken and mottled.

Apart from saving the world, where are his parents, lover, relatives and friends?

Yan Lang is like a ship that has lost its compass, sailing under the cloudy sky, a huge sea monster will overturn him at any time on the calm sea, he still doesn't know where to go.

Qi Kuo's eyes fell on Yan Lang's subconsciously spinning ring, stopped for two seconds, and looked away expressionlessly.His right hand rested lightly on Yan Lang's shoulder, as if to comfort him.

When Yan Lang tilted his head, he saw the light-colored ring-shaped skin on Qi Kuo's right ring finger out of the corner of his eye, and asked, "Does Brother Qi have a lover?"

"Yes." Qi Kuo said, "He died of illness a year ago."

"Oh." Yan Lang raised his right hand, "Excuse me, is there any marriage record in my profile?"

"No." Qi Kuo said.

"How come..." Yan Lang whispered, maybe it was a fruitless secret love, since he has no memory of the past, why not take off the ring and start a new chapter in life.Yan Lang thought this way, and did the same. He took off the ring, Qi Kuo's eyes moved slightly, and said, "Metal objects are not allowed in the simulation cabin tomorrow. Give me the ring, and I will keep it for you."

"Give it to you." Yan Lang stuffed the ring to Qi Kuo, "It doesn't look too expensive."

It is not too expensive, it is a pair of platinum rings that Qi Kuo bought with his first scientific research income, without shining diamonds, very simple, but Yan Lang at that time was like a treasure.

Qi Kuo took the ring and put it in his pocket, lowering his eyes to hide his complicated emotions.

The cafeteria is located right in front of the corridor, and Yan Lang turned his head to peek at Qi Kuo. The indifferent Mr. Researcher seemed not very interested, maybe he just casually mentioned Qi Kuo's deceased lover.Yan Lang imitated Qi Kuo's gesture of comforting him, put his right hand on the shoulder of the talented researcher, and patted hard.

Qi Kuo looked at him suspiciously, Yan Lang was at a loss for words for a while, and choked out two words: "Sorrow."

Qi Kuo: "?" What's so sad... Oh yes, 5 minutes ago he made up lies to lie to Yan Lang. His lover died of illness a year ago. Qi Kuo took advantage of the situation to slump his shoulders. In the middle, the light brown eyes were stained with a layer of gray.

Yan Lang was at a loss, he squeezed the researcher's shoulders, thumped his back, and before he could say any words of comfort, Qi Kuo crawled headfirst into Yan Lang's arms.The researcher's rimless glasses are a bit harsh, Yan Lang is magnanimous and doesn't care, his warm embrace is like the upright chest of a wolf dog, his raised chin brushes against Qi Kuo's face, and he hugs the talented researcher with a serious expression, he said : "Am I hugging the universe?"

Qi Kuo shook his head in wonder, Yan Lang smiled sullenly: "I heard someone calling you 'son of the universe' in the cafeteria." He deliberately stopped eating and listened to Qi Kuo's scientific research achievements, top journal impact factors He couldn't understand it, but he thought it was very powerful.

Qi Kuo is a very powerful scientist.

When Yan Lang heard others praise Qi Kuo, he couldn't help but bend his eyes, as if he was as happy to hear himself being praised.

This is the second day he has known Qi Kuo. It seems that he has known Qi Kuo for countless years. Maybe it is the baby bird plot after amnesia. Yan Lang is trying to find a normal reason for his abnormal dependence.

Deafening rebuttals sounded in Yan Lang's head—but Qi Kuo is a very powerful scientist, and this has nothing to do with Yan Lang's soaring popularity for Qi Kuo.

However, Yan Lang forgot that the first person he saw when he opened his eyes was Yang Yi.

Qi Kuo didn't think there was any problem when his colleagues laughed and called Qi Kuo the "son of the universe". When this title came out of Yan Lang's mouth, he was ashamed.The cold researcher adjusted his expression before the wolfdog's long reflex arc received the sexual harassment signal, pulled himself out of Yan Lang's embrace with his messy hair, pushed the frame pretending to be calm, and said, "Let's go quickly , the cafeteria is closing."

It was late when the two entered the cafeteria. There were a few sparse people sitting in the vast hall, and there were some empty dishes left in the window.Yan Lang wanted to take the last spoonful of fish-flavored shredded pork, a plate of potato shreds, and a bowl of rice. He bent down and asked the aunt who was cooking: "Where does this rice come from?"

"It was shipped from the 63rd floor." The aunt said, "It is the rice planting base."

"Thank you." Yan Lang sat across from Qi Kuo with a dinner plate. He felt both shocked and reasonable. After all, the resource-concentrated government's allocation efficiency is surprisingly high. Within a year, all materials on the ground can be transferred underground in his country. It is a miracle that has happened countless times.

"What are you thinking?" Qi Kuo asked.

"I think of some things from time to time." Yan Lang said, "Small details." The memory is tattered and incoherent, like old photos cut up, and occasionally the whole picture can be restored from a few words.

"Normal phenomenon." Qi Kuo said, "90% of your underlying memory remains, and what you recall is 10% and some emotional memories."

"Do I have a chance to remember everything?" Yan Lang asked.

Qi Kuo replied without hesitation: "Yes." He lowered his head and took a bite of fried pork, "After the shuttle is built, you can remember it when you go back to the past."

It sounds like Qi Kuo drew a huge cake for him, and Yan Lang picked up shredded fish-flavored pork, mixed it with rice, and ate it silently.

"You want to go to the outer city, I thought of a way." Qi Kuo said.

Yan Lang's eyes lit up, the memory loss problem cannot be solved in a short time, and going to the outer city to broaden his horizons is enough to attract him.

"The Quanzhen communication cabin in the communication room can transmit the sense of smell and taste." Qi Kuo said, "You can't go out by yourself, but you can use the communication cabin to go to the outer city to have a look."

Yan Lang nodded again and again, and the speed of cooking rice instantly increased to the level of the king of dry rice. The bottom of the bowl was clean and there was not a single grain of rice left. He lit the bottom of the bowl and said, "Who knows that the Chinese food on the plate—"

"Every grain is hard work." Qi Kuo continued, "There will be no leftovers in the dungeon."

Yan Lang is a pure person in essence, he doesn't have so many thoughts, he wants to do whatever he wants to do, Qi Kuo is similar to him, but not completely similar.Yan Lang belongs to the purity of being active and tenacious, while Qi Kuo is the purity of indifference and persistence.

The wolf dog has sufficient enthusiasm for all strange things, Qi Kuo is more like a snake, hissing and staring at the wolf dog's fluffy neck, and his lifelong dream is to wrap around the wolf dog's back and bask in the sun.

Yan Lang put the empty bowl on the plate and put it in the remnant place, he asked Qi Kuo: "Are you going to work in the afternoon?"

"Go to work." Qi Kuo said, with a steady and calm voice, "If you need anything, please contact me with your wristband. I'm always in the laboratory."

Yan Lang could hear a hint of depression from the steady voice, and he said, "I'll wait for you in the communication room to get off work, and then we'll have dinner together." The smart and alert Mr. Armed Policeman managed to touch the snake's tail again and hit him. a knot.