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70 hours of use of the "Galaxy-2" supercomputer is still very tense for everyone in the Rocket Research Institute.

After all, there are many models that need to be simulated and simulated. All 23 sets of models need to be simulated, and the average time for each set of plans is about three hours.

After deducting some input data, the time for debugging the machine, and the actual calculation time is less than three hours for each set of solutions.

Of course, this amount of time is basically enough, because Zhang Xingyang and his simulation plan only need supercomputers to perform calculations on the most core and most difficult parts.

For other parts, Rocket Research Institute's own ordinary computer can also analyze it, so there is no need to use supercomputers to solve such small problems.

During the 70 hours of supercomputing usage time, the average sleep time of everyone in Rocket Research Institute is basically about 10 hours.

As the general manager, Zhang Xingyang slept no more than 5 hours in total.

Of course, these efforts are not in vain, and the 23 sets of plans have been completely simulated and analyzed.

After that, use the high-performance computers of the Rocket Research Institute itself to solve a few small problems, and basically the best propulsion system design can be obtained.

But before going back to the base of the research institute, Zhang Xingyang gave everyone a day to rest.

After all, in the three days before this, everyone basically only rested for three or four hours a day.

As for Zhang Xingyang and Geng Bo, they only rested for an hour or two every day, and their mental state was exhausted to the extreme.

The team members of the Rocket Research Institute came to the guest house attached to the experimental center. After opening the room, they almost fell asleep.

I don't know how long I slept, I only know that when Zhang Xingyang woke up, it was still dark outside.

He looked at his watch, the hour hand was pointing to nine o'clock.

It was eleven o'clock in the evening when I came out of the Supercomputing Experimental Center. If I hadn't slept for two days and two nights, then I should have slept for about 22 hours.

Stretching out the stiff body caused by long sleep, listening to the crackling sound of joints.

After Zhang Xingyang breathed a sigh of relief, he felt that he was alive, and walked out of his room.

Zhang Xingyang lived in the same suite as Geng Bo, and after walking out the door was the living room of the suite.

When I came out, I realized that Geng Bo had woken up at some point, and was sitting in the living room looking at the data results calculated in the previous few days.

"Bozi, when did you wake up?"

Zhang Xingyang had a good relationship with Geng Bo in private, and he was either called Bozi or Brother Bo.

"Xing Yang, I took a look and estimated the results of each plan."

Geng Bo didn't answer Zhang Xingyang's question, but talked about work:

"The center layout scheme is indeed easier to avoid the resonance problem than the surround layout scheme, and the difficulty of control is actually slightly less."

"Let's not talk about work, let's talk slowly after we go back, how are the rest of the research institute doing now?"

Zhang Xingyang already knew what Geng Bo said. After all, the processing speed of the protein chip in his brain far exceeds the sum of all the computers in the world.

So in fact, he is not surprised by these results at all, so now he is more concerned about the physical condition of the team members.

As for work matters, don't worry about this little time, after all, the body is the capital of the revolution.

Seeing that Zhang Xingyang was still more concerned about everyone's physical condition, Geng Bo also stopped the materials and pens in his hands, and said helplessly:

"Everyone is basically awake, but they are still resting in their rooms."

Geng Bo also said with some emotion:

"Everyone is exhausted, and they don't really want to move when they wake up."

"Have you all eaten yet? Let me invite you all to have dinner. It can also be regarded as a celebration of the successful completion of the rocket propulsion system simulation program."

Zhang Xingyang looked at Geng Bo, twisted his somewhat sore neck while talking.

"When you come to the gourmet city, how can you not taste all kinds of delicacies!"

Zhang Xingyang usually doesn't have any special hobbies, the only thing he likes more is all kinds of food.

So this time, Zhang Xingyang didn't want to let go of this opportunity when he came to Rongcheng, which is often called the city of gourmet food.

After the two left their respective doors, the soldiers split into two ways to wake up the rest of the Rocket Research Institute.

Knock on everyone's door one by one, telling them to prepare to go out for dinner later.

Most of the people are not very energetic yet. Obviously, the crazy work of the previous few days has consumed too much of everyone's energy.

In less than ten minutes, everyone gathered on the first floor of the guest house, ready to go out for dinner.

"Xing Yang, do you have any idea which restaurant to go to?"

Looking at the assembled crowd, Geng Bo asked with some doubts.

"I have already asked the front desk. There is a restaurant five to six hundred meters south of the guest house. It is said that the taste is not bad."

Because it was Zhang Xingyang's treat, everyone had no reason to reject his choice, so they all agreed.

At a distance of five or six hundred meters, we are all young people, and we will be there in just two steps.

The hotel does not look very big from the outside, it is just a small two-story building with a big cheap signboard hanging outside.

As soon as I entered the door, I felt a warmth.

Although Rongcheng at the end of November is not as icy cold as in the north, the temperature has basically reached around zero degrees.

As soon as the proprietress of the small restaurant saw Zhang Xingyang and his group, she greeted them with a smile.

"How many are you eating?"

Zhang Xingyang smelled the smell of chili in the air, and felt his originally cold body wake up in an instant.

"A total of thirteen people, come to a private room."

At this time, although the economy of the whole country has not yet experienced a real take-off, everyone's pursuit of life has also risen.

Even if it is a small restaurant, the box decoration is very luxurious.

Looking at the dazzling array of dishes on the menu, Zhang Xingyang didn't order first.

Instead, let everyone order a few big dishes in turn, and then order a few small dishes.

After telling the proprietress all the dishes she wanted to order, the proprietress said with a smile on her eyes:

"Bosses, do you want to order a few more bottles of wine?"

Zhang Xingyang looked up at everyone present, smiled and refused:

"No, just some juice."

The most important thing for these people here is their brains, and it is hard not to damage everyone's brains without drinking, so Zhang Xingyang directly refused.

In less than a while, a large plate of Sichuan food was served.

Looking at the bright red dishes with various chili peppers, Zhang Xingyang felt his appetite was instantly seduced.

Everyone is of the same age, so they are not so restrained, and after a little greeting, they all start to eat.

Although this meal ended up costing almost half a month's salary to Zhang Xingyang's, it doesn't matter if he ate happily.