Chloe Sinclair nodded in agreement.
"Indeed. Photovoltaics, next-generation nuclear fission reactors... and if we succeed in developing nuclear fusion, it won’t just advance Zenthia’s technology. It will lead all of humanity into a new frontier."
Humanity shares a common destiny.
Time flew, and the situation was in flux.
Chloe Sinclair paused for a moment. "Of course the device needs to be modified, but we’ll be doing it by upgrading the existing Mark Device."
Building a new nuclear fusion device from scratch wouldn’t be an issue, but the cost is too high. The lab simply can’t afford it right now.
However, modifying it would present even more challenges.
Sure enough, as soon as Chloe Sinclair finished speaking, many people voiced their opposition.
"Modify it? Do you have any idea how dangerous it is to modify a controllable nuclear fusion device? It’s one thing if you get hurt, but what if the Mark Device is destroyed?!"
In their minds, the device was more important than a person’s life.
Especially since this behemoth was one of only three controllable nuclear fusion devices in the entire world.
"I disagree."
"I disagree as well."
Inside the lab, hands went up one after another in opposition.
Standing in the center of the crowd, Chloe Sinclair remained completely unfazed. She wasn’t at all surprised by their resistance. In fact, she found herself understanding their perspective.
’Their research is already halfway complete, and then some stranger shows up, says their equipment is too basic, and forces them to shelve everything.’
’Anyone would find that hard to swallow.’
So, faced with the researchers’ vehement opposition, Chloe Sinclair said nothing, instead turning her gaze to Joel Quincy.
"Professor, I can upgrade the Mark Device to a much more advanced level."
Upon hearing this, Joel Quincy hesitated.
Joel Quincy saw Chloe Sinclair looking around his office and remained silent for a few seconds before asking, "Seen enough?"
Startled, Chloe Sinclair nodded honestly. "Yes."
"You’re honest, at least. Not like your second brother."
After he spoke, Joel Quincy paused. "What you said in the lab earlier... were you serious?"
Chloe Sinclair’s answer was firm. "Yes. I’ll get you the blueprints and the theoretical framework as soon as possible. Then you and the other senior researchers can make the final call. If you decide the plan isn’t viable, we’ll figure out another way."
As she spoke, her dark eyes were fixed forward, unblinking.
As Joel Quincy met her gaze, he was suddenly reminded of his younger self.
But modifying a nuclear fusion device was no small matter, so he pressed her again. "Are you certain you can do it? Modifying a controllable nuclear fusion device?"
"I am."
"And I guarantee that the upgraded device will be twenty years ahead of the current global standard."

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