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The ignition process was very smooth!

In front of the invited media, industry leaders and various venture capital firms, Dr. Otto took off his upper body clothes, then stood in front of the four tentacles that had been upgraded by the Umbrella Science Department, and connected them to himself. After the spine, the formal ignition experiment began.

To be honest, this is actually the first time Dr. Otto has conducted a formal experiment. Even though he has calculated it countless times, Dr. Otto is still a little excited when he actually operates it.

But the importance of the auxiliary tentacles was revealed. Although Dr. Otto was a little excited, these four tentacles did not tremble at all and completed a series of operations steadily.

As the high-energy lasers emitted from all directions illuminated the deuterium element suspended in the middle, a flame appeared out of thin air in the middle of the instrument, and grew larger and larger with the input of energy. In the end, even if the energy was lost to maintain , it can also rely on its own strength to remain stable.

"It worked? He did!"

A gray-haired old man in the crowd first said something in a questioning tone, and then suddenly jumped up and shouted excitedly.

He has been studying controllable fusion reactions for a long time, and he and Otto Gunther are both teachers and friends, so when he learned that he could invite others to observe, Otto immediately invited him.

And after hearing what he said, everyone finally understood that this meant that the ignition was successful.

"Clap clap clap."

Warm applause rang out, but Otto did not turn around. He was still monitoring the changes in the data. As the data from the surrounding instruments continued to display, plus the reports from his assistants, after waiting for half an hour, , he breathed a sigh of relief.

What followed was unconcealable ecstasy.

"Haha, I finally succeeded. There is no problem with my calculations."

Otto is very happy. This is a career he has worked hard for for nearly half his life. Today, the ignition was successful. There is no doubt that he will be recorded in history and become a figure sung by future generations.

In one fell swoop, he solved a problem that had plagued the human world for centuries: energy.

It is no exaggeration to say that this year’s Nobel Prize will be awarded. If it is not awarded, no matter who is in front of him, unless he solves the problem of human food and survival, he will have to make way for him, even if the Nobel Prize is awarded tomorrow. Awarded, his experiment was successful today, and the Nobel Prize Committee will invite him to receive the award tonight.

Controlled nuclear fusion, what is it?

This is the power of the sun, which is a big fireball that is constantly undergoing fusion reactions.

"Congratulations, Dr. Otto. Your research has impacted the development of human society just like Prometheus stole fire from heaven, lighting up all the darkness."

A man wearing glasses and slicked back hair shook Dr. Otto's hand and complimented him.

"Thank you, that's very flattering."

Otto was not a fool. Although he felt comfortable listening, he did not take the other party's words seriously.

"Otto, you succeeded, you accomplished what we have been working hard for, and I am proud of you."

Dr. Otto looked at the white-haired old man in front of him and smiled from the bottom of his heart.

"Dr. Otto, I wonder what you think of next year's Nobel Prize?"

Metropolis

A reporter from the city newspaper rushed forward. Although he did not understand science, he had done some research before coming. This was a major scientific research achievement that could shake the times. He had to get first-hand fresh information.

"I don't care where that trophy belongs because my best trophy is there."

Otto smiled and pointed his hand at the small sun that was still burning. The reactor, which was constantly emitting light and heat, was reacting steadily. In the reporter's photo, Otto looked like he was holding a sun in his hand.

"Tomorrow's headlines are 'Shocked! Dr. Otto holds the sun in his hand and shouts that all trophies are scum!'."

The Metropolis Daily reporter quietly retreated.

"Dr. Otto, your experiment is successful. The first people to bear the brunt are the oil aristocrats of the Middle East. Aren't you worried that they will make vicious acquisitions of you and attack you outside of the business field?"

This question is very spiritual. The development of new energy will naturally affect the oil industry in the Middle East first. However, those wealthy people are not short of money. It is very likely that Otto’s achievements will die in their hands by then. Without obstruction, it cannot be promoted at all.

"Well, you have to ask Umbrella, which funded me and obtained the ownership of this technology."

Yes, Wang Hao bought this technology directly, and Otto was not a fool. This technology had good prospects, but as an ordinary scientist, could he withstand the pressure from all sides?

It's going to be sold anyway, so why not sell it to Umbrella, who is very happy to cooperate.

What Otto wants is fame, and profit is not unimportant to him, but not that important.

Compared with huge profits, he cares more about his name being remembered by mankind, and the relationship between himself and his wife, rather than tens of millions of profits turning into hundreds of billions. He doesn't need those things, and they all cost money anyway. Not finished.

Moreover, even if he sold to Umbrella, it was not a one-time deal. He used his technology in exchange for Umbrella's shares. From now on, he would be able to receive a large amount of dividends from the company every year, and he would not have to bear those annoying things. What a mess, why not do it?

Seeing Otto's ability to cope below, Wang Hao, who was standing quietly observing upstairs, felt relieved.

Although I have perfected the technology, I still have some worries after all. But now that the problem is solved, the only thing left is to make money.

Wang Hao could already foresee how the name Umbrella would be on the pages of major newspapers tomorrow.

This is an out-and-out good thing for him. He does not need to reveal his real name to gain emotional value. As long as his public relations people never forget to mention him and say what our company boss is doing, he can Get a lot of attention, whether it is good or bad, you can harvest it.

"However, the maliciousness should still be worth this time, right?"

Wang Hao scratched his head and thought a little depressed.

Energy, it has touched too many people's cakes. It is not surprising that it is hated by others. On the contrary, it is because the general public cannot see the benefits in the short term, and the harvest of goodwill may be almost nonexistent.

"Sir, you let the person we have been monitoring show up."

Wang Hao's expression paused for a moment, then he showed a smile, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and his eyes showed a light.

"I've been waiting for so long, mad. It's only been less than 10 minutes in the movie. It's time for me to show off. Tony Stark, you pretentious king, get out of my way!"