Zhang Mingyuan knew nothing about the situation at the research institute.

He arrived at Mingzhao's place with great excitement.

"Then solar power? The communicator?"

Liu Zhenshan sat in his office, smiling as he watched Zhang Mingyuan revel like a child.

I felt relieved; that's how it should be!

This is how it should be – shocking, shouting, unbelievable!!!

Comrade Mingzhao's calm demeanor made it seem like he would lose face if he couldn't remain calm.

Zhang Mingyuan excitedly picked up the communicator and began to study it. He even looked at the number on the back of the communicator as Mingzhao had instructed, and then dialed it from one device to the other.

Soon, the beeping started from the other end.

Zhang Mingyuan's cheeks were flushed with excitement.

His two hands, which were holding up the communicator, were still trembling slightly. He was very satisfied with that small communicator.

"Hello……"

Another communicator immediately emitted the same voice: "Hello..."

"I am Zhang Mingyuan..."

"I am Zhang Mingyuan..."

"I...I..." Zhang Mingyuan heard his own voice coming from the machine, trembling and even noticeably off-key.

She had a smile on her face, but tears were welling up in her eyes.

"What's wrong with my eyes?!"

"What's wrong with my eyes?!"

The person on the other end of the communicator meticulously repeated Zhang Mingyuan's words.

Liu Zhenshan stood up and touched the table beside him, his fingertips rubbing against the wood grain. He then looked away from Zhang Mingyuan and gazed out the window.

The wind passed through the leaves, carrying them away, but many more leaves remained on the trunk.

Perhaps after this round of autumn leaves turns yellow, these leaves will also return to the dust.

But next year, even more new green shoots will sprout on these leaves.

As long as the tree remains! As long as the roots remain, the leaves will continue to grow, life goes on and on!

Once Zhang Mingyuan regained his composure...

He began to focus on studying the communicator.

Her eyes sparkled as if they were filled with stars, and she couldn't help but exclaim, "My God..."

Zhang Mingyuan lunged at the table, his hands trembling as he reached for the dark board, but fearing he might break it, he only dared to hover there tentatively.

He looked up abruptly, his gaze behind his glasses burning so intensely it seemed to set Mingzhao ablaze.

"Comrade Mingzhao! This...this chip! This algorithm! And this energy conversion efficiency...how did you do it?! In just a few days?! This...this technology is still in laboratories abroad!"

He leaned closer, looking at the ridiculously rudimentary yet incredibly functional combination.

His eyes nearly popped out of their sockets, and he kept muttering, "Impossible," and "This efficiency is outrageous."

"The basic principles are clear, the functions of existing components are reorganized, and the core algorithms are optimized."

Mingzhao's explanation was extremely concise, as if he were describing the assembly of a simple gadget.

"I recompiled the chip logic according to the requirements."

"You? Recompile...?"

Zhang Mingyuan's voice suddenly rose, cracked, and the excitement on his face instantly froze, transforming into a deeper and more horrified shock.

Recompiling the chip logic?! What the hell does that even mean?!

This means that she not only understands hardware, but also possesses software capabilities that are ahead of their time!

This means she can create instruction sets out of thin air that are outside the existing technological system!

This means that she alone is a walking, living, top-tier laboratory!

A chill, accompanied by immense elation, instantly gripped Zhang Mingyuan's heart!

He suddenly realized that Mingzhao's value had far exceeded the category of genius!

She is a humanoid, living, and world-changing super bomb!

"No! Absolutely not!"

Zhang Mingyuan suddenly stood up straight, his face becoming extremely serious, even somewhat pale.

He grabbed Liu Zhenshan's arm with terrifying force. "Old Liu! Listen to me! Comrade Mingzhao must come back to the research institute with me immediately! Immediately! Right now! Not a minute can be wasted!"

Liu Zhenshan was gripped so tightly it hurt, and he became anxious: "Dean Zhang! What's wrong with you?! The blueprints for the new machine tool at the Red Star Factory have just been started! Alloy No. 7 is still undecided! The communicator needs upgrading! How can Comrade Mingzhao leave?!"

"What do you know!"

Zhang Mingyuan practically roared, his eyes bloodshot, "Blueprints? Alloys? Those are minor matters! Comrade Mingzhao's current technical skills and capabilities..."

Do you know what this means?! This is beyond what your Red Star Factory can handle! It's too dangerous for her to stay here! She must return to the research institute! She must be protected by a higher level of security!

"Protect?" Mingzhao frowned slightly; he felt he didn't need protection.

"My personal safety is currently at a manageable level. The technical challenges at Hongxing Factory are not yet complete, and efficiency..."

"efficiency?!"

Zhang Mingyuan suddenly turned to Mingzhao, interrupting her, his tone more stern and urgent than ever before.

"Comrade Mingzhao! This isn't a matter of efficiency! It's a matter of security! It's a matter of strategic security! You have no idea what kind of storm these things you've produced will cause if they're left out in the open! Listen to me! Come with me immediately! I'll coordinate with other experts to come to the Red Star Factory to support the rest of the work! You must return to the research institute! That's an order!"

His last three words were almost shouted, carrying an unquestionable authority and a deep anxiety.

"Zhang Mingyuan!" Liu Zhenshan was also furious, his neck stiff.

"Stop trying to intimidate me with your big names! Comrade Mingzhao was invited by our Red Star Factory! The blueprints are the lifeblood of our factory! Without her overseeing things, who can understand those blueprints?! Who can build them?! You're sending experts?! Who are you sending to replace Comrade Mingzhao?! Tell me!"

Zhang Mingyuan was so angry he almost laughed.

Two old comrades-in-arms, one anxious for national security and the other determined to keep the factory afloat, faced each other like two angry bulls in a cramped office, their faces flushed and their spittle almost hitting each other's faces.

Mingzhao stood in the eye of the storm, watching the two arguing.

His face was expressionless, but his gaze swept over the simple solar panel and communicator on the table before returning to the precision machine tool drawings he had only completed a small part of.

Her mental matrix was working at high speed, analyzing the time loss and efficiency impact of moving her work location.

"The technical environment of the Hongxing Factory is closer to actual manufacturing needs. Transferring it to the research institute would present communication delays and obstacles to on-site verification."

She calmly stated her analytical conclusions.

Mingzhao still doesn't really want to get involved with the research institute so soon.

“No,” Zhang Mingyuan interrupted her.

"Comrade Mingzhao, you should think this through. If you go to the research institute, our institute is full of geniuses. You alone can't fight against so many! And your project needs help!"