After leaving Rutherford's office, Kapitsa popped out from nowhere and blocked Chen Muwu's path with a dissatisfied look on his face: "Chen, didn't we agree yesterday to visit the school together today? Why did I come to find you in the morning? , but you disappeared? Now you're in Crocodile's office again?
"Oh, you may not know that Crocodile is the name we call our leader behind our back. How about my nickname?"
Kapitsa, who was still angry at first, couldn't help but laugh first as he spoke.
Chen Muwu originally thought that Kapitsa's offer to show him around the campus yesterday was just a polite word, but he didn't expect that the other party took it seriously and had to say a few words of apology.
"Let's go, I'll take you to visit the laboratory!"
This time, before Chen Muwu could reply, Kapitsa took care of himself and led the way.
"This is the office of Professor Ralph Fowler, Crocodile's son-in-law and the only theorist we have here."
"This is the office of Professor Charles Wilson. The cloud chamber he invented is now a good tool for our laboratory to observe the trajectories of microscopic charged particles..."
"This is a warehouse..."
"This is where glass blowing happens..."
"You can easily weld some things here..."
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After walking around, Kapitsa took Chen Muwu into the open laboratory on the first floor, and came to a table covered with a lot of oil stains. There were also a variety of equally dark experimental equipment on the table.
"Chen, this is my experimental table. This half of the table belongs to me, and the other half belongs to the stupid big British guy opposite who is in the same group with me but is always silent.
"Hey, Patrick! Chen is here, put down what you are doing and come say hello!"
Chen Muwu felt that at 1.85 meters, he was considered tall in this era. Unexpectedly, the British man walking towards him looked a few centimeters taller than him.
No wonder when I met Kapitsa yesterday, he lamented why he was also a tall man.
"Hello Chen, my name is Patrick Blackett, from London. Nice to meet you."
Blackett's voice was as thin as a mosquito's, which didn't quite match his tall and powerful figure.
He and Kapitsa seemed like a mindless and unhappy couple together.
However, this is...the third one?
In less than twenty-four hours since he moved into Mrs. Brown's rental house last night, Chen Muwu has already interacted with three people who have won the Nobel Prize or will win the Nobel Prize in the future.
The small Cavendish Laboratory is really full of talents, crouching tigers, hidden dragons.
Blackett won the Nobel Prize in Physics in 1948 for his improvements in the Wilson cloud chamber method and his discoveries in the fields of nuclear physics and cosmic rays.
During his several years in the Cavendish Laboratory, he had been suppressed by Kapitsa and could never win the scholarship for the best student in the laboratory. He finally suppressed his classmate in terms of winning the Nobel Prize.
Blackett is best known not for his role as president of the Royal Society, but for one of his students, Robert Oppenheimer.
Blackett was not Oppenheimer's mentor. At best, he had mentored him for a few months in the Cavendish Laboratory.
But within these few months, Oppenheimer almost killed Blackett.
In 1924, Oppenheimer graduated from Harvard University under Bridgeman and entered Cambridge University.
Yes, his supervisor was the same Bridgeman who guided Ye Qisun's thesis. After all, the two were still brothers.
Oppenheimer applied to enter the Cavendish Laboratory, but was rejected by Rutherford. Fortunately, the kind-hearted old Thomson took him in and arranged for him to study under Blackett.
A person who was supposed to be engaged in theory had to enter the laboratory. The result was that Oppenheimer simply couldn't stand the complicated and repetitive work in the laboratory day after day, and his irritability accumulated more and more.
Finally he couldn't bear it any more. After placing a cyanide-soaked apple on Blackett's desk at Christmas, Oppenheimer ran to Paris alone.
Fortunately, Brackett did not eat the apple, otherwise, he would have been thirty years ahead of Alan Turing and became the first person to die in this way.
Even more fortunately, Oppenheimer's parents traveled all the way from the United States to the other side of the Atlantic, and relied on their sharp tongue to save their son from being expelled from Cambridge University.
The excuse they chose was also lame: Oppenheimer was mentally ill.
Not long after this, Oppenheimer transferred from Cambridge to the University of Göttingen in Germany and devoted himself to his beloved theoretical physics.
Looking at the unsmiling and silly man in front of him, Chen Muwu extended his hand to him: "Nice to meet you, Patrick. By the way, do you like eating apples?"
Blackett shook his head and said nothing.
It was estimated that the stuffy gourd in front of him could not make a fart even with three hammers, so he turned around and asked Kapitsa beside him: "Peter, Patrick, what experiments have you been doing recently?"
"I am using a cloud chamber to take pictures and record the trajectories of alpha particles that are deflected after passing through a strong magnetic field, while Patrick is trying to improve these old cloud chambers in the laboratory."
It seems that Kapitsa has not yet embraced low-temperature physics, and Blackett has not yet succeeded in improving the Wilson cloud chamber.
But Chen Muwu did not want to snatch the Nobel Prize in Physics from these two.
Kapitsa was able to win the prize in 1978 at the age of eighty-four because the jury thought he was too old, so they had to give the prize to scientists from the red country.
The other two people who shared the award with him, Robert Wilson and Arno Penzias, were because of their discovery of the cosmic microwave background radiation, which had nothing to do with Kapitsa's research direction, low-temperature physics.
Before Kapitsa, his compatriot Lev Landau also had a car accident and was considered by the jury to be running out of time, so they asked the Swedish ambassador to Sulian to go to the hospital ward to award him the award on behalf of the king.
In order to improve the cloud chamber, Blackett took hundreds of thousands of photos. It was purely through perseverance and persistence that he won the Nobel Prize.
It was disrespectful to come and go, so Kapitsa also asked Chen Muwu about him: "Chen, what mission has Crocodile assigned to you?"
"Director Rutherford said that he will soon be preparing to go to London to attend the wedding of the little prince. He will not assign tasks to me until he comes back." Chen Muwu said "candidly".
"So, the crocodile will be leaving for a while?" After hearing the news, Kapitsa became excited instantly. "In that case, should we play some cards tonight to celebrate the news?"
"Peter, don't say such words loudly in the laboratory. The director may appear behind your back in the next second." Chen Muwu kindly advised.
Hearing what he said, Kapitsa was so frightened that he immediately moved closer to his mouth. He looked back and forth as if feeling guilty, trying to confirm whether Rutherford was there.
"Okay, I won't tease you anymore. You said you and Patrick are in the same group, and I don't have any projects these days, so I'll join your group temporarily, okay?"
"No problem at all."
Kapitsa answered in the affirmative, and Blackett nodded.
