Chapter 684: Everything this Professor Xu comes up with is a bit

In the office.

Hearing Chen Rongxuan mention Xu Qingzhou, Zhang Zefeng also said, "Over there... the focus is probably on controllable nuclear fusion. Besides, lithium dendrites and the shuttle effect are hard to break through; it's normal to have no news for half a year. You know, this Professor Xu is sometimes admirable, and sometimes he's incomprehensible—to use the words of young people today, he's 'stubborn.' If they were working on solid-state batteries, their achievements would likely be no lower than ours, but he insists on doing lithium-sulfur batteries."

Chen Rongxuan was noncommittal. He pondered for a moment and said uncertainly, "Perhaps it's for the sake of scientific ideals."

No matter how you look at it now, it's time to shift the battle to the solid-state battery field.

Lithium dendrites, the shuttle effect, and then controllable nuclear fusion—each one is more mysterious than the last. No matter how you look at it, they aren't easy to achieve, yet Xu Qingzhou is doing them all. The only thing he can think of is scientific ideals.

That's right, Xu Qingzhou is just a young man in his twenties. Even if he is a genius, he still has that so-called youthful passion. Young people, after all, never believe in impossibility and want to create something different.

But... everything this Professor Xu comes up with is a bit scary.

At 5:30 PM, Xu Qingzhou finally came out of the laboratory. He returned a call to Song Yao and heard her ask if he had time to come home for dinner.

He didn't stay at the research institute any longer; he gathered his materials and drove his little white car home.

At 6:00 PM, when Xu Qingzhou arrived home, Song Yao was preparing dishes in the kitchen. Seeing Xu Qingzhou enter, she asked, "How was it?"

"The shuttle effect is also settled."

Xu Qingzhou grinned and pinched a piece of twice-cooked pork to feed into his mouth.

Song Yao nodded. Although she felt happy, she wasn't surprised. She knew the laboratory had been doing that doping experiment for the past half-month, and judging from the data Xu Qingzhou had brought back, success should have been close recently.

"Did you wash your hands? Eat!"

"'Clean or dirty, eat and you won't get sick'—how long until dinner?"

"20 minutes."

"Then I'll go take a shower first. I haven't showered in two days; I'm almost rotting."

Xu Qingzhou smelled his clothes. Having stayed in the laboratory for a few days in a row, it seemed like his body was covered in the smell of the lab.

"Wait, hug me first."

"Huh?" Xu Qingzhou was a bit confused.

Song Yao opened her arms.

Xu Qingzhou hesitated for a moment, not understanding what this girl wanted to do, but he still walked over and embraced the girl.

Song Yao buried her head in Xu Qingzhou's chest and sniffed. There was no bad smell; it even smelled quite good.

"Are you absorbing my 'yang energy'?"

Xu Qingzhou noticed the girl's subtle movements and had a strange expression.

"Yang energy" was a teasing term.

Scientifically speaking, the male pheromones (such as androstadienone) secreted by male sweat glands are captured by the female sense of smell, directly stimulating the brain's emotional center and reducing stress hormones in the female body, providing a sense of security.

The most mysterious part is that these chemical signals are like "invisible love letters," effective only for specific targets.

The same is true for a girl's natural body scent.

For example, he also liked the scent on Song Yao—a unique gardenia fragrance that smelled very good and was also refreshing.

Of course, to put it colloquially, it's just—lust.

"Pfft~"

Song Yao was satisfied. She pushed Xu Qingzhou away and said seriously, "I just heard that if a husband has a warm hug after a tiring day, his mood will be very good."

Xu Qingzhou suspected that Song Yao just wanted to absorb his yang energy. He clicked his tongue: "When we first got together, I wish you could have been this understanding."

Back then, touching a leg or something would get him threatened.

Look at her now—a lovesick girl.

"What do you want to say?" ===== CHAPTER 685 =====