I went back through the wardrobe to my room and started trying to figure out the room-temperature superconductor.
I looked at lots of materials, tried mixing them, and changed their structures, but nothing worked. I felt frustrated, wondering if it was even possible.
As the night went on, I thought about a different way to do things. Maybe making a room-temperature superconductor wasn't possible, but what if there was another solution?
I spent the whole night trying different things and doubting myself. But then, as morning approached, I came up with an idea that was even better than what I was aiming for.
I quickly put together an eight-page document about my new idea. Without even eating breakfast, I headed outside. It was Saturday, but that didn't matter. I was eager to go to the fusion facility.
I thought someone must be working there, even though it's Saturday, no?
As soon as I arrived in Germany, I called a taxi.
