Live up to the mission
Shangjing, eastern suburbs, three hundred meters underground.
This is Daxia’s secret underground base, Kunlun Base.
The walls of the base are made of a special alloy that can withstand bomb attacks.
The air circulation system is turned on 24 hours a day to ensure that people can breathe fresh air underground.
At this moment, hundreds of Daxia’s top scientists gathered in the hall at the center of Kunlun Base.
Each of them was a leading figure in their field. Any name they mentioned would have made waves in national academic journals. Yet, now, they stared fixedly at the projection screen, their faces vacant.
Zhou Zhenguo and Qiao Jianmin were standing behind the crowd.
"It's crazy, this is absolutely crazy." A white-haired old man, the director of the Institute of Physics of Daxia Academy of Sciences, muttered to himself. He pulled his beard tightly but felt no pain.
Next to him, the female academician in materials science spoke excitedly, "Oh my God! The cost is only one percent of our existing technology, and the purity is improved by two levels! It's incredible!"
After two days, only one-tenth of the data on the hard drive was decompressed, but just this one-tenth had already refreshed their scientific knowledge.
"Alright, everyone."
As the voice rang out, the hall instantly became quiet.
An old man in a research suit and with sharp eyes walked to the front. His name was Wei Guofeng. He was the general manager of this base and the mainstay of the scientific community of Daxia.
Wei Guofeng swept his gaze across the room. "I know what you're thinking. I feel the same way. But now isn't the time to be shocked. Let me ask you, what should we do next?"
Everyone was silent.
what to do?
Where should I start?
"I think we should prioritize mastering photolithography!" a chip expert stood up excitedly. "As long as we solve the chip problem and boost our country's computing power, all scientific research progress will be greatly accelerated!"
"I object!" another energy expert immediately retorted, "Eat one bite at a time. Lithography machines consume an astronomical amount of energy! Without energy, everything is empty talk! Therefore, we must first launch a controlled nuclear fusion project. That is the foundation!"
"The construction of a fusion device takes too long. By the time we're done, it'll be too late. We need to develop room-temperature superconductors first. Once we solve the energy transmission problem, we can pool our national resources..."
"The synthesis conditions of superconducting materials are more stringent..."
The debate broke out and the whole hall turned into a vegetable market. Everyone thought that the area they were responsible for was the most important, and everyone wanted to get priority in resources.
Seeing this, Qiao Jianmin was about to step forward to stop it, but was stopped by Zhou Zhenguo.
Zhou Zhenguo shook his head at him and motioned him to look at Wei Guofeng.
Wei Guofeng just listened quietly with no expression on his face until the quarrel gradually died down, then he slowly spoke.
"What you said makes sense." His voice was calm, "But you all forgot the most important point."
He pointed to the hard drive where the data was being extracted.
"Comrade Zhong Ling didn't give us a choice, but a complete plan! We'll work together and do it all!"
"Do them all?" someone exclaimed. "Mr. Wei, that's impossible! We simply can't afford to handle so many projects at once with our resources and manpower!"
A fanatical smile appeared on the corner of Wei Guofeng's mouth.
"That's why I say, you've all forgotten," he said word by word. "You've forgotten who we are and what our nation excels at!"
"It's a miracle!" His voice suddenly rose.
"From today on, all project works will be integrated into one master project! I will name this project the Pangu Project!
All the scientists were stunned, and then an indescribable sense of pride surged from their hearts.
Yes, they have survived all the hardships in the past. As long as they work together, there is nothing they can’t accomplish!
"From today on, everyone here, and everyone who will be summoned soon, will disappear from this world. You only have one identity—pioneers of the Pangu Project!"
"Comrades, what lies before us now is an opportunity that will allow us to stand at the pinnacle of human technology, and it is on this hard drive."
“Our mission is to make it a reality!”
Wei Guofeng glanced at everyone: "If there are not enough people, we will transfer them from all over the country. If there are not enough equipment, we will make it!
Our generation must use our blood, flesh, and sweat to turn the future Comrade Zhong Ling has given us into reality!
"The state will be your strongest backing." Zhou Zhenguo stepped forward at the right moment, his voice steady and powerful. "We will provide you with personnel, money, and policies! I have only one request: no matter the cost!"
In the hall, sounds came one after another.
"yes!"
"Guaranteed to complete the mission!"
No one argued or hesitated anymore, and everyone's eyes were shining with enthusiasm.
…
Half a year is neither long nor short.
In the past six months, discussions about Daxia have never stopped, and foreign media have been analyzing Daxia's economy every day.
Those experts spoke confidently on television and in the media, asserting that Daxia's technology was nothing more than a tower built on sand, which would collapse as soon as the waves came.
The world's attention is focused on the Great Xia Kingdom, waiting for its surrender and compromise.
However, what they waited for was a thunderbolt that overturned the world order.
…
The Kunlun base is brightly lit, and every minute and every second here is squeezed to the extreme.
Hundreds of Daxia's top scientists have disappeared from public view for half a year.
Their eye sockets are deep, but their eyes are frighteningly bright.
Wei Guofeng, the chief person in charge of the "Pangu Project", is staring at the central control screen at this moment. The green data line on the screen is running stably.
"It has exceeded 1 picometer...
0.8 picometers...
0.5 picometers! "
When 0.5 picometers was called out, the entire control room fell into an eerie silence.
Everyone held their breath, unable to believe they had actually done it!
An old academician pushed his reading glasses on his nose with trembling hands. He looked at the screen, confirmed it three times, and then suddenly covered his face. The suppressed sobs were particularly obvious in the control room.
The whimper was like a signal, and the next second, the entire Kunlun base erupted in enthusiastic cheers.
People hugged each other tightly and cried loudly, as if they wanted to vent all the hardships and grievances of the past six months.
Wei Guofeng's eyes also turned red. He did not cheer along, but slowly closed his eyes and suppressed the excitement in his heart.
Then he opened his eyes, picked up the encrypted phone, and dialed a number.
The call was answered almost instantly.
"Minister Zhou," Wei Guofeng's voice was hoarse, "Kunlun has fulfilled its mission!"
On the other end of the phone, Zhou Zhenguo's grip on the phone tightened when he heard this. He was silent for a full ten seconds before he asked, "Did it really work?"
"Yes!" Wei Guofeng's voice was filled with laughter.
Zhou Zhenguo let out a long sigh, finally letting out the breath he had been holding for half a year.
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