Into Unscientific

   "Water tank. Really useful!!"

  No wind condition.

  Zheng Tao's shout at the top of the tower was clearly heard by everyone on the ground.

  In an instant,

  The ground becomes audible with needles falling.

   But soon.

  The silence was replaced by a louder noise, and the open space once again became lively like a vegetable market:

   "Oh my god? Is the watchtower really not shaking?"

   "Mmp is not right, what is the principle?"

   "Sai Linmu, we put so much effort into plastering the cement, but in the end it's not as good as a few buckets of water?"

   "Is it possible that the direction of the wind is too biased?"

  “.”

   Various speeches quickly filled the open space.

   Someone was shocked.

  Someone doubted.

   Someone wants to explore the inner reason.

   Some people were overjoyed.

  Even Zhou Shaoping, Zhang Gongding, Qiao Caihong and other sideline team members who had already heard Xu Yun explain the principle were also shocked and lost their minds at this time.

   After all, principle is one thing, reality is another.

  If everything is true as long as it is theoretically true, then human beings have already counterattacked to the second gate of the South Gate.

  In the past few days.

  They have seen too many things that seem feasible in theory but fail in reality.

   Then another two minutes passed.

   At the entrance of the watchtower, Zheng Tao, Lao Bai and several other sideline team members appeared.

   I saw Zheng Tao and the others blushing extremely at this time, and I don't know if it was caused by excitement or the violent movements of going downstairs.

   Then Zheng Tao took a breath, took a piece of equipment from Lao Bai, and walked quickly to the side of the old man in the little felt hat:

   "Mr. Yao, the parameters of the balance meter have been recorded, and the anemometer is also here, please take a look."

  The old man surnamed Yao nodded to Zheng Tao, impatiently put the equipment on the ground, squatted down and began to tinker.

   After a while.

  I only heard a light 'click' sound from this device.

   Then some data began to be displayed crunchingly.

   "0.0550.0570.048"

  Looking at the many parameters that popped up on the screen, Yao Xiaolin became more and more excited.

   This is a dynamic balance measuring instrument imported from Neon, as the word suggests, it is mainly used to measure the balance state of objects.

  Although it is not on the embargo list, because the precision of the rotor shaft exceeds the domestic production capacity, its rarity is no less than that of embargo-level equipment.

Up to now.

  Including this one, there are only six balancers of the same specification in China.

   These six dynamic balance measuring instruments are all used in the production of important equipment such as fighter jets and warships, and their nature is extremely important.

  The balance instrument in their hands is still 'home'. Considering that Base 221 needs to provide a stable balance environment, they sent it together with the weather instrument.

   Displayed according to the operating instructions delivered with the package.

  The appropriate operating coefficient of relevant meteorological instruments in a 35-meter building is 0.06, and the highest cannot exceed 0.08.

   But during the previous measurement.

  Facing the impact of the eight-level wind in the same situation, the readings of most watchtowers exceeded 0.35, and some even broke 0.4.

  Even with Yao Xiaolin and his team constantly reinforcing the tower body with cement and concrete, the minimum vibration coefficient was only 0.29.

   As a result, just when Yao Xiaolin thought the road ahead was gloomy, someone actually solved this big problem with just a few water tanks?

   More critically.

  The wind speedometer on the side also recorded the wind speed corresponding to the top of the tower, which means that there is no such thing as the so-called 'wrong orientation' and the wind is weak.

  If you don't see it with your own eyes.

  Yao Xiaolin would rather believe that the general named Kennedy on the other side of the sea would be assassinated, and it is impossible to believe that such an outrageous thing will happen.

  But right now the facts speak louder than words, this outrageous "miracle" actually happened

  Think here.

  Yao Xiaolin could not help but take a deep breath, and carefully put away the dynamic balance measuring instrument.

   Then he stood up and walked to Xu Yun with Zheng Tao.

   looked solemnly at this pharaoh-like young man:

   "Comrade Han Li, right? Let me introduce myself, my name is Yao Xiaolin, and I am the general manager of the construction sideline brigade of the base."

   "The water tank damper solution you gave is very effective, Comrade Han Li, you have solved a big problem for us this time!"

   said.

  Yao Xiaolin took the initiative to extend his hand to Xu Yun.

  See this scenario.

   Qiao Caihong subconsciously opened his mouth, wanting to refuse to shake hands for Xu Yun:

"etc."

  As Xu Yun's current full-time nurse, Qiao Caihong knows very well that Xu Yun's body is now at most half cooked to medium cooked.

  His physical condition let alone shaking hands.

   Right now, it takes a lot of effort just to raise the palm, and it is easy to cause secondary damage to the palm.

  However, Qiao Caihong was surprised.

   Xu Yun in the wheelchair did not refuse to shake hands, but slowly and firmly.

   raised the palm of his left hand.

  With great effort.

   Xu Yun's forehead even had some fine beads of sweat.

  But he still gritted his teeth, forced his palm to the height of Yao Xiaolin's right hand, and lightly touched Yao Xiaolin's fingertips:

   "Teacher Yao, I'm sorry, I'm injured now, I'm afraid I can only do this."

  Yao Xiaolin was stunned when he heard the words, and then realized that Xu Yun was obviously a wounded person:

   "Ah, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Comrade Han Li, I didn't think of your body in a moment of excitement"

   Facing the flustered Yao Xiaolin, Xu Yun smiled and shook his head under the bandage.

  If it was someone else who stood in front of him and wanted to shake hands, he would probably refuse aloud as Qiao Caihong thought—even if the other party was Li Jue and Zhou Shaoping.

  But after hearing the word Yao Xiaolin.

  Xu Yun temporarily changed his mind.

  Because this little old man deserves to do it himself.

  Yao Xiaolin himself is actually not a big shot.

  His ability can be regarded as a relatively strong architect in this era, and there is still a big gap between academicians of the Academy of Sciences and the Academy of Engineering.

   But he is an extremely respectable ancestor.

  At least when Xu Yun heard about his deeds in Jinyintan Atomic City, he was moved for a long time.

  Yao Xiaolin is 59 years old this year. He is a relatively early construction practitioner in China. He originally had an older brother in his family and four sons with his wife.

  His father and elder brother worked as traffic officers behind enemy lines during the Anti-Japanese War in the early years, and died heroically in 41 and 43 years respectively.

  Three of Yao Xiaolin's four sons served as soldiers. The eldest and third sons died heroically in the peninsula battle, leaving their heroic souls on the peninsula forever.

  As for the second child, he participated in the early exploration work of the Malan base among the three major nuclear weapons bases.

  In the process of searching for Bosten Lake.

  He lost contact with the main force along with six other comrades-in-arms, and their bones were not found until 2023.

  The fourth child inherited Yao Xiaolin's construction mantle, and his father and son were selected into the sideline construction team of the 221 base at the same time.

   Wait another year and a half.

  Yao Xiaolin and the fourth child stayed in the data collection room of No. 3 station during the cold explosion stage in order to collect the anti-knock data of the detonation test site.

   The result was unexpected.

  The wall of the No. 3 station collapsed due to a lot of sand and dust in the construction process, and the load capacity did not meet the design expectations. Yao Xiaolin and his son, together with three other observers, died heroically at the same time.

  From father, brother to son, there are three generations and seven members of the family, all of whom sacrificed for the country.

  Xu Yun heard many heroic deeds during his visit to the Atomic City, but the one belonging to Yao Xiaolin's family shocked and regretted him the most.

  The family is full of loyalty, nothing more than that.

  At the same time, there is a personal image of Yao Xiaolin in the Atomic City. Xu Yun can't remember his face clearly, but he clearly remembers that this little old man is wearing a very characteristic little felt hat.

  So after learning and confirming that the other party is the Yao Xiaolin he knew.

  Xu Yun temporarily changed his mind, saying that nothing could make this respectable senior empty-handed.

   And at the same time when the fingers of both parties are touching.

  Xu Yun also made a decision in his heart.

   He can’t bring back the heroic spirits of the martyrs who have already died, but no matter what, he must never let another accident happen to Yao Xiaolin and his only surviving son.

   Now with the advent of liquid dampers.

   perhaps

  My own changes to history will start today?

Of course.

  Xu Yun's inner thoughts Yao Xiaolin didn't know.

   After greeting.

  Yao Xiaolin focused on the specific principle of the damper and the origin of Xu Yun:

   "Comrade Han Li, I heard that this technology called damper is one of the most cutting-edge theories of Cambridge University?"

  Seeing this, Xu Yun quickly collected his thoughts and nodded:

   "Exactly."

   "That's weird"

  Yao Xiaolin touched his chin involuntarily, frowned slightly, and said in doubt:

   "Old Huang from the 8th branch factory also graduated from Cambridge University. Although he was five or six years earlier than Comrade Han Li, he hasn't even heard of the concept of dampers, has he?"

   "Otherwise, let alone whether he can come up with a specific plan, he should at least mention it."

  Xu Yun is not quite sure who Yao Xiaolin is referring to as Lao Huang, but he has already considered one thing earlier on the way.

  That is, although there were not many Cambridge graduates in China during this period, there were still a few more or less.

   In this way.

  My identity may be temporarily obscured by smuggling back to the country.

   But a lot of knowledge. In other words, if black technology wants to be promoted through the banner of Cambridge, it must pass the test of those "senior sisters" who understand Cambridge.

  The best way to pass this level is to

   Imposes a group-wise limit on the reach of knowledge.

  Think here.

  Xu Yun couldn't help raising his head, looked at Yao Xiaolin, and said calmly:

   "Teacher Yao, there is nothing surprising about this."

   "Just as Chinese tofu brains can be divided into salty, sweet and spicy parties, the dissemination of knowledge by foreign universities can also be divided into many groups."

   “Some of these groups are very xenophobic and do not accept Chinese or even Asian students.”

   "For example, Cambridge University has an organization called the Apostles Society. I wonder if you have heard of it, Mr. Yao?"

   "The Apostle Society?"

  Yao Xiaolin frowned, quickly glanced at Zhou Shaoping and others, and replied:

   "I have heard about this. It is said that it is a very secretive and powerful organization in Cambridge University. The founders seem to be Tennyson and a few of his friends."

   “Similar organizations exist in many schools, such as fraternities, sacrificial society, Elie group, etc.”

  Although Yao Xiaolin is far from an academician in terms of ability and professional title, he went abroad for three years after the founding of the People’s Republic of China, so he can be regarded as half an international student.

  If he hadn’t gone abroad to study architectural knowledge systematically, he would not have been selected as the head of the construction brigade.

  So he has heard some news about foreign universities.

   Seeing Yao Xiaolin tell the story of the Apostles Society, Xu Yun couldn't help but feel happy.

   However, the expression on his face still didn’t change (mainly wrapped in bandages), and he said again:

   "Teacher Yao, since you know these conventions, the following content should be easier to understand."

   "As you know, besides the Apostolic Society, there are many other societies in Cambridge University."

   "My ancestors once formed a society with Mr. Maxwell, so after I enrolled, I was also invited to join a special group, and I was the only Chinese in the group."

   "This society is more mysterious than the Apostolic Society, and it doesn't involve politics like the Apostolic Society. It is a purely academic society."

   "Academic Society?"

  Yao Xiaolin became interested and hurriedly asked:

   "What's the name?"

  Xu Yun glanced at him, with a subtle tone:

   "The community is abbreviated as WSMS, and its full name is WindSpiritMoonShadow, which is"

   "Feng Ling Yue Ying."

Note:

   Chuangshen has returned to the present, the whole person is unconscious, and has to sleep until 2 o'clock in the afternoon, so that he will wake up at about 2 o'clock in the morning, and then he can return to the world after two days of adjustment.