Chapter 182 I quit!
"When exposed to knowledge fragments, the overall progress increases by 0.11%, and the overall progress is 0.67%." The voice of the system came. He Chi looked at his watch and handed over the things he had sorted out.
Since confirming the target of the copy that day, he is now in a state of ruin and is completely uninterested in collecting so-called information fragments.
The reason is simple.
He is not a terrorist or a warlord from a small African country. He really does not want a nuclear bomb.
Think about it, after you return to reality, you will have nightmares if there is a little Ivan under the bed when you sleep.
Now it seems that this so-called top reward has become completely useless. He Chi just wants to pass this time smoothly and go home when the time is up.
The lunch break bell rang, and He Chi immediately put down the work at hand and almost went to the restaurant without time. His leisurely attitude seemed a bit unique in the entire institute.
He almost regarded this German army's layer-protected and confidential institution as a vacation area. In addition to completing the most basic tasks every day, he was going to and from the canteen, bathroom and the small garden on the porch.
“Did you see that? That guy is coming!”
"Traitors without self-respect! Lackeys of fascism! Shameless traitors!"
There were voices of discussion in the surrounding area. These were the Danish researchers who were still under house arrest. They deliberately used words that He Chi could hear. The voice spoke to humiliate him.
He Chi didn't care at all. He picked up his spoon and sat in the corner to enjoy his lunch.
Well, by German food standards, it’s not bad.
Seeing He Chi's indifference, some researchers were so angry that they wanted to say something even harsher, but were stopped by a voice.
"That's enough. After all, we are former colleagues. It's better to leave each other with some dignity."
Someone in the crowd walked over, and the others then silently closed their mouths and returned to themselves. on the seat.
The speaker had long cheeks and not thick hair on his back. He glanced at He Chi and then walked closer and said, "I know you were on hunger strike before, but you couldn't persist in the end. I can understand it, but please be able to face your own heart at any time.”
He is Niels, the founder of the Nehag School, a later participant in the Manhattan Project, and the former president of the Royal Danish Academy of Sciences. Bohr was also Werner Heisenberg's teacher.
Bohr is now under house arrest, but the Germans hope to use his huge reputation in quantum mechanics to recruit other scientists to serve themselves, so they do not use force even though he is of Jewish descent.
In He Chi's view, it was this flag-bearing scientist who finally turned to the United States, which tilted the balance of nuclear competition between the two world's top technological powers toward the Americas.
Now it is 1941, and the Manhattan Project will not even officially start until a few months later. It is the most sensitive time. He Chi has no interest in breaking this historical balance, so he chooses to get up and leave. .
"People over there, please wait a moment." A voice came from the other side, and a slightly thin German came from the door.
Werner Heisenberg, head of Germany's nuclear weapons program.
"Are you calling me?" He Chi slowly turned around to face the other party.
"Mr. Schneider?" Heisenberg walked up to He Chi with two followers.
"Did you organize these forms?" Heisenberg raised some documents in his hand, as if he was going to accuse him.
Some people slowly gathered in the distance to watch the fun, and they all wanted to see this shameless traitor being slapped in the face by his master.
"Yes, what's the problem?" He Chi turned around, the expression on his face unchanged. "What you did with this form is really... really... great!"
? ? ? ? ! ! ! !
The eyes of the people around him were focused on the Asian, especially his former colleagues. They remembered that Mr. Schneider was just a not-so-famous military expert, and his greatest achievement was the improvement of several small arms. .
Will such a person play a role in nuclear research? ! !
Is there something wrong with Heisenberg’s eyes? !
"Well, although it can be seen that your professional knowledge is limited, your scientific thinking is extremely rigorous, especially the classification and arrangement of several situations gave me new ideas." Heisenberg shook his hand hard He Chi's hands kept dancing up and down, and he spoke without hesitation of compliments.
Well, it seems like I went too far. In order to save effort, He Chi used "Christine's sketch pen" when making forms. This thing can give the best solution within his own cognitive scope. Unexpectedly, it became Heisenberg's sketch pen. eyes.
"I just sorted it out casually, it's not worth mentioning." He Chi tried to shirk.
"That further shows that you have a very rigorous academic thinking." Unexpectedly, Heisenberg became even more excited and handed a document in his hand to He Chi, "I would like to hire you as my personal assistant in a private capacity." Assistant, what do you think?”
As soon as these words came out, there was an uproar. Heisenberg’s assistant is actually the second person in charge here. I didn’t expect this guy to pick up such a big thing just after he committed treason. pie.
"He will definitely go up to it like a dog that sees a bone." Someone said secretly.
The Easterner's answer was beyond everyone's expectations, "Sorry, please allow me to refuse."
"Why?" Heisenberg pushed up his glasses and seemed incomprehensible.
"In the past few days, I have figured it out. I still like to do my old job, and I may not be able to serve you." He Chi said and returned the document in his hand. Heisenberg.
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"This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity! I really don't know what you think!" Coleman, who had received the news, was hopping to the side, as if he had lost the opportunity. Be yourself.
"I said, I hope to do my old job." He Chi said and added in his heart, "I can't add points to your nuclear physics research anyway."
"But I Remember, your main business was weapons research and development, and the weapons of the Third Reich are already good enough." Coleman looked displeased.
"I believe in my professional ability." He Chi said calmly.
"Okay, don't say I didn't give you a chance." Coleman sighed and stretched out a slap in the face. "Ten days later, Marshal Goering will inspect the weapons research institute here. If If you can produce results that impress him, I will agree to let you leave the nuclear fission group to study other things."
"Okay, it's a deal." He Chi also extended his hand.
Although it only lasts ten days, He Chi is actually quite confident.
Affected by the mustache, at this point in 1941, the German weapon development ideas followed two principles, either powerful and big enough like the Karl Cannon, or sophisticated and perfect like the Tiger tank.
He can't do it exquisitely, but if it's just fierce enough, he actually has a lot of examples in his mind, and as long as the parameters are adjusted appropriately during the process, he can prevent the Germans from taking advantage.
Ten days later, the big fat Goering came to Copenhagen as scheduled to inspect the development of new weapons.
In fact, Goering did not care about the practicality of weapons. He knew that his rights came from the head of state. His only purpose of coming here was to find a "new toy" that would satisfy the head of state
Therefore, he ignored several seemingly good weapon designs until he came to a certain display stand and a short, thick stick-like thing attracted his attention.
That thing has a domineering name.
"Iron Fist"
(End of Chapter)