The 70 hours of use of the "Galaxy-2" supercomputer is still very stressful for everyone at the Rocket Research Institute.
After all, there are many models that need to be simulated. All 23 sets of models need to be simulated. The average time for each set of plans is about three hours.
After deducting some input data and debugging the machine, 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’s simulation plan only requires supercomputing for the core and most difficult parts.
For other parts, the Rocket Research Institute's own ordinary computer can also analyze it, so there is no need to use supercomputing to calculate such small problems.
During the 70 hours of supercomputer usage, the average sleep time of everyone at the Rocket Research Institute was basically about 10 hours.
As the general person in charge, Zhang Xingyang slept no more than 5 hours in total.
Of course, these efforts are not without results. Twenty-three sets of plans have been fully simulated and analyzed.
After that, we can use the Rocket Research Institute's own high-performance computers to solve a few small problems, and basically we can come up with the best propulsion system design plan.
However, Zhang Xingyang still gave everyone a day to rest before going back to the institute base.
After all, in the past three days, everyone basically only had three or four hours of rest every day.
As for Zhang Xingyang and Geng Bo, they only rested for one or two hours a day, and their mental states were extremely exhausted.
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.
He didn't know how long he slept, but he only knew that when Zhang Xingyang woke up, it was still dark outside.
I looked at my watch. The hour hand pointed to nine o'clock.
It was eleven o'clock in the evening when I came out of the Supercomputing Experiment Center. If I hadn't slept for two days and two nights, I should have slept for about 22 hours.
I stretched my stiff body caused by a long sleep and listened to the crackling of my joints.
After Zhang Xingyang breathed a long sigh of relief, feeling like he was alive, he walked out of his room.
Zhang Xingyang lived in the same suite as Geng Bo. After walking out of the door, there was the living room of the suite.
When I came out, I found 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.
"Hiroko, when did you wake up?"
Zhang Xingyang has a very good relationship with Geng Bo in private. He either calls him Bozi or Boge.
"Xingyang, I took a look and estimated the results of each plan."
Geng Bo did not answer Zhang Xingyang's question, but talked about work matters again:
"The central layout plan is indeed easier to avoid resonance problems than the surround layout plan, and it is actually slightly less difficult to control."
"Let's not talk about work for now. Let's talk about this later when we get back. How are the other people in the institute doing now?"
Zhang Xingyang already knew what Geng Bo said. After all, the processing speed of the protein chip in his brain far exceeded the combined speed of all computers in the world.
So in fact, he was not surprised at all by these results, so he is now more concerned about the physical condition of his team members.
As for work matters, don't worry about this little time. After all, the body is the capital of revolution.
Seeing that Zhang Xingyang was still more concerned about everyone's physical condition, Geng Bo also stopped the materials and pen in his hand, and said with some helplessness:
"Everyone is basically awake, but they are still resting in their respective rooms."
Geng Bo also said with some emotion:
"Everyone was exhausted, and when they woke up, they didn't really want to move."
"Has everyone eaten? Let me treat everyone to dinner. It can also be regarded as a celebration of the successful completion of the rocket propulsion system simulation plan."
Zhang Xingyang looked at Geng Bo, twisted his sore neck, and said.
"When you come to the city of gourmet food, how can you not try all kinds of delicacies!"
Zhang Xingyang usually doesn't have any special hobbies. The only thing he likes is all kinds of delicious food.
So this time when he came to Chengdu, which is often called the city of gourmet food, Zhang Xingyang didn't want to miss this opportunity.
After the two of them left their respective rooms, they divided into two groups to wake up other people in the Rocket Research Institute.
Knock on everyone's door one by one and tell them to prepare to go out for dinner later.
Most people are not very energetic yet. Obviously, the crazy work in the past 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 and prepared to go out for dinner.
"Xingyang, do you have any idea of which hotel to go to?"
Geng Bo looked at the assembled people and asked with some doubts.
"I've already asked the front desk. There is a restaurant five or six hundred meters south of the guest house. It is said that the food is pretty good."
Because it was Zhang Xingyang's invitation, everyone had no reason to refuse his choice, so they all agreed.
The distance is five to six hundred meters, and everyone is young, so it only takes a few steps to get there.
The hotel doesn't really look very big from the outside, it's just a two-story building with a big flashing cheap sign hanging outside.
As soon as I walked in, I felt a sense of warmth.
Although Chengdu is not as cold as in the north at the end of November, 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 of you want to eat?"
Zhang Xingyang smelled the smell of chili pepper in the air, and felt that his body, which was already a little cold, suddenly woke up.
"There are thirteen people in total, come to a private room."
At this time, although the entire country's economy has not yet experienced a real take-off, everyone's pursuit of life has also risen.
Even for a small hotel, the private rooms are very luxuriously decorated.
Looking at the dazzling array of dishes on the menu, Zhang Xingyang did not order first.
Instead, everyone took turns ordering a few big dishes, and then ordered a few side dishes.
After telling the landlady all the dishes I wanted to order, the landlady said with a smile:
"Bosses, would you like to order a few more bottles of wine?"
Zhang Xingyang looked up at everyone present, smiled and refused:
"No, just some juice."
For these people here, the most important thing is their brains, and drinking would hardly harm everyone's brains, so Zhang Xingyang directly refused.
Within a short while, large plates of Sichuan food were served.
Looking at the red dishes with all kinds of chili peppers floating on them, Zhang Xingyang felt that his appetite was instantly aroused.
Everyone was of the same age, so they were not so restrained. After saying hello, everyone started to enjoy the meal.
Although this meal ended up costing nearly half a month's salary of Zhang Xingyang, it didn't matter that he was enjoying himself.
