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In the original empty underground space, several piles of materials have been stacked at this time, a total of more than fifty Terminators, distributed in various places throughout the space.

Zhang Zhai stood near the elevator and watched the Terminator quietly move all the materials to the ground in front of him.

The Terminator is very efficient and will arrange the space most reasonably.

Finally, Zhang Zhai needed materials and equipment, which was all in front of him at this time.

"A1, split the drawings I designed before, and then give orders to these fifty robots," Zhang Zhai ordered.

"Okay, father, the drawings have been split into Terminators," A1 replied quickly.

Suddenly, the original Terminator had already stood by the wall of the entire space, and the stationary Terminator moved again.

Fifty Terminators, in an orderly manner, began to make according to the drawings given by Zhang Zhai.

Fifty Terminators work closely together. In a sense, at this moment, they form a whole, a complete and precise machine. Each Terminator is just a part of this huge machine.

Zhang Zhai watched the Terminator move, and he was not idle, and walked from the position of the elevator to the position of the workbench.

Here, there is a workbench. On the workbench, there are small equipment and materials needed by Zhang Zhai.

Some things he can get the Terminator to help with, but some things have to be done by himself.

Zhang Zhai methodically began to borrow equipment for research and development.

In front of him, two cameras suspended in the air captured his every move.

Two hours later ...

In front of Zhang Zhai, white smoke emanating from the equipment at the waist and the height of Zhang Zhai made a sound of stains.

At this point Zhang Zhai's hand was still in contact with the device. Subconsciously, he pushed the device down.

"Slap!" Thrown something on the hard ground, and easily fell into several petals, showing its fragility.

Zhang Zhai frowned, sighed slightly, raised his head and said to the camera: "The quantum memory is overheated and unstable. It only saves 180 microseconds after loading the information, and declares failure. The reason is temporarily unknown."

After speaking, Zhang Zhai lowered her head again and picked up the first-generation quantum storage device in the other waist.

Although it had been torn apart, he still took it apart one by one and repeated inspections.

This was an extremely complicated process, but Zhang Zhai still relied on his powerful memory and recalled all of his operations step by step, and finally found the key problem.

"Huh ..." Zhang Zhai took a long breath and started over.

Step by step, Zhang Zhai is cautious, almost arrogant.

This is a very subtle operation, and most steps cannot be completed by humans, and it depends on the instrument.

Although the quantum memory may seem huge, its real core part is very tiny.

This quantum memory is realized based on the qubits of silicon atoms. It can truly realize the information storage of quantum computers in a practical sense. It is a very important link in the development of quantum computers.

Three more later.

"Huh ..." Zhang Di wiped his sweat carefully, "It's finally done!"

At this time, the volume of this quantum storage device is even larger than Zhang Zhai's own.

The core part is so small that it is invisible to the naked eye. The key is that its peripheral components are really huge. Even Zhang Zhai could not shrink the quantum memory to the level of a quantum memory chip in the second time.

ten minutes later.

Zhang Zhai frowned, staring at the quantum reservoir higher than him, with a helpless look.

He looked up and said to the camera: "The second experiment of the quantum memory, the information is stored for five minutes and can be read again, but the severe heat generated during the second read caused the quantum memory to be seriously unstable.

The second experiment failed! "

Zhang Zhai sighed, shook his still-trembling hand, and dismantled the quantum memory the same height as him.

The parts piled up high, Zhang Zhai sat on the workbench, holding one of the parts, pondering it over and over.

...

After another four hours.

At this point, Zhang Zhai looked at the quantum memory that was twice as large as himself, and was a little speechless.

"The quantum memory is operating normally, and the storage and retrieval capability can be used normally, but this volume ... is just a toy." Zhang Zhai said helplessly to the camera.

After speaking, Zhang Zhai did not dismantle the quantum memory again, but took out the pen and paper, sat on the workbench, and meditated.

Time, minutes and seconds passed, Zhang Zhai was completely immersed in his thoughts.

"Wow ... wow!" Zhang Zhai wrote on the manuscript paper, not knowing what was written.

But his eyebrows were frowning, obviously very distressed.

"Father, it's twelve in the evening. I suggest you take a break immediately to avoid damaging your body with too much brain." A1's voice sounded.

"Well, I'll sleep after a while." Zhang Zhai didn't even raise her head, stared at the content on the paper, and said with her mouth open.

A1 on the holographic screen shook his head and stopped talking. How could she not know that when Zhang Zhai was doing research, no one could persuade him.

After another two hours, Zhang Zhai was still struggling on the manuscript paper.

"Wow! Slap!"

Suddenly, Zhang Zhai drew his pen on the workbench, and then a smile appeared on his face.

"Today's experiment is over. Today's progress is one tenth!" Zhang Zhai said to the camera with a smile on her face.

Then Zhang Zhai turned and left, and went to the negative second floor to rest.

"A1, control a Terminator and destroy all the manuscripts I have used before."

"Okay, father."

Zhang Zhai fell on the bed, and at a depth of forty meters underground, a Terminator departed from his original trajectory, walked to the workbench before Zhang Zhai, gathered all the manuscripts, and destroyed them.

...

The second day.

"Quantum computer development experiment: the next day!" Zhang Diwei smiled and said to the camera.

After a rest night, he seemed very energetic. At the same time, Zhang Zhai was in a good mood because he had solved a problem at the last minute.

There was not much hesitation. With the various voices from the Terminator around him, Zhang Zhai also started a day of experiments.

In the morning, he shrunk the quantum memory twice his size to its waist.

Then, in the afternoon, he fell into a bottleneck.

Looking at the quantum memory at his knee height ~ www.readwn.com ~ Zhang Zhai lost his thoughts again.

He took the quantum memory apart and put it on, and put it on and off, the whole process was silent, and his movements became faster and faster.

He was doing what seemed to be meaningless over and over again, and he was so persistent and persistent.

...

At twelve in the evening, Zhang Zhai was facing the camera, with no expression on her face, and her voice was a little low: "The experiment of the next day, so far, the progress is 0% today"

The third day.

"Quantum computer development experiment-on the third day, I felt some pain. I seemed to be walking into a dead end."

Zhang Zhai continued to do such meaningless things, and continued until the afternoon of the third day.

He finally reduced the quantum memory again to a box with a height of 20 cm and a length and width of 40 cm.

"The experiment ended on the third day, today's progress is 5%"

...

The fourth day.

...

"The fourth day of the experiment is over, why is this happening!"

The fifth day

...

The sixth day.

...

The seventh day.

Zhang Zhai started to develop quantum chips with initial success.

The eighth day.

Zhang Zhai's face was a little pale. He stared blankly at the equipment in front of him for a long time.

ninth day.

Zhang Zhai stayed up all night last night, feeling a little sluggish.

tenth day……

Zhang Zhai was a little crazy. He was stubborn, like crazy, and continued to experiment with red eyes.

until.

The afternoon of the twelfth day.

Zhang Zhai looked at the huge instrument in front of him, with a bright smile on his face. He did not turn back: "Quantum computer development experiment: the afternoon of the 12th day ... successful!"

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