The Rise of a Great Power: The Super Prodigy

Cas. Physics Laboratory Building.

Seeing the little prodigy coming, the two army soldiers guarding the door immediately stood up and saluted.

Five months ago, they were ordered to take over here, and until now.

I thought that the little prodigy would not come, but I didn't expect that in the last month, I saw the little prodigy.

"Thank you, uncle!"

Chen An raised his small hand and returned the salute to the two soldiers.

Subsequently, under the attention of the soldiers, Chen An walked into the most "top" physics laboratory building in the Xia Kingdom.

The building was empty and there was not a single staff member.

It seems that the professors of the Chinese Academy of Sciences are protesting to the Central Committee in such a way...

"Little prodigy, why don't I go to the dean and ask him to send a few experimental assistants to help you!" Lieutenant Wang suggested softly.

"No!"

Chen An shook his head, walked to the workbench, and put down the silver item in his arms.

"Uncle Wang, help me pull down the electric switch!

"Okay, okay!"

Lieutenant Wang quickly ran over and pulled down the power brake on the workbench.

Chen An climbed onto the workbench and connected the power cord to the silver item...

"Tick!"

A crisp sound sounded softly, but like thunder, it resounded in the ears of the guards.

With this sound, the indicator light of the silver object came on.

It starts charging!

Lieutenant Wang was astonished;

The guards were also amazed.

"Little prodigy, is this thing still called? Is it a big radio?"

"Hee-hee, guess!"

Chen An grinned, with an indescribable mystery.

The crowd who didn't get an answer could only watch quietly, quietly waiting for the silver item to recharge.

Ten minutes, twenty minutes, thirty minutes...

"Tick!"

There was another crisp sound, and the red indicator light changed to dark green.

Seeing that the indicator light turned green, Chen An immediately stretched out his little hand and lifted the item.

Under the close attention of Lieutenant Wang and others, a dark screen appeared in everyone's sight.

Its surface is as smooth as a television and as black as a blackboard.

No one knows what it is.

At this moment, Chen An suddenly pressed the start button.

"Huhuhu-huhu-huhu..."

The inexplicable voice sounded strangely, like the wind blowing, like a ghost whimpering...

"What's the sound? Where is the wind?"

Everyone was confused.

At this moment, suddenly!

With the sound of a strange voice, at this moment, the dark screen lit up.

It becomes incredibly bright.

This scene is full of shock.

This scene is extremely magical.

Lieutenant Wang shouted on the spot: "Little prodigy, are you a small TV set?"

What? Small TV?

I'll it!

Chen An didn't bother to answer, and directly took out a silver-white double-ended wire from his pocket.

One end is inserted into the mysterious object, and the other end is inserted into the equipment of the crafting table.

In everyone's confused eyes, Chen An began to work...

No one knew what he was doing, and no one could understand what he was doing.

All they could see was:

On that bright "TV screen", countless dense mysterious symbols appeared.

Symbols are like flowing water, flowing string after string on the screen...

The speed is so fast that it is almost impossible to distinguish with the naked eye.

......

Time flies.

Yenching suburbs. Factory 303.

Because of the departure of the little prodigy, the entire factory was shut down, but no one left.

It's not that I don't want to, but - I can't!

Even the high-powered General Xu is no exception.

The Longteng project is a national first-class secret, and without an order from the central government, even if Chen An leaves, everyone can only continue to stay here.

Communication room.

Outside, there was a long queue in the open space.

Tomorrow is the annual Spring Festival of Xia people, but everyone can't go home for the New Year, so they can only make a phone call to report their safety.

"That little guy was such a troublemaker, he ran away with his own things, and he didn't say, 'Mission is over,' and we all had to stay in the factory. "

"Who's to say it's not? He went home for the New Year and left us here!"

"Hey!"

Whispers rang out at the scene, and many people complained.

Everyone thought that Chen An had gone home alone for the New Year.

Factory dormitories.

Zhang Xue took out a pen and paper and began to write letters to her family.

Her hometown is in a mountain village, where there is no telephone, so she can only use this way to report safety.

"Mom, Dad!"

"My daughter is very good, the school arranged a 'work-study' for me, I won't go home for the New Year this year!

Zhang Xue quickly wrote the letter...

Finally, she pulled out a small cloth bag from under her pillow.

The cloth bag is old, tangled in layers.

Zhang Xue unwrapped the cloth bag, revealing a stack of banknotes, all of which were 'ten', a total of ten.

This is the "project allowance" issued by the factory to Zhang Xue, 20 yuan per month.

In this age of poverty, in this era when the monthly salary of university teachers is only ten yuan, a whole ten banknotes, what a huge amount of money.

"Mom and Dad, I met a kind, smart and well-wisher, because of his relationship, the factory paid me a salary of 100 yuan. My daughter sent it all to you..."

Suddenly!

Zhang Xue's hand that was writing the letter did not move.

The next moment.

Zhang Xue picked up the pen, blacked out all the words she had just written, and then wrote again: "Dad, Mom, because of my excellent academic performance, the school specially awarded a scholarship of 100 yuan. My daughter sent it all to you..."

Twenty minutes later, Zhang Xue finally finished writing the letter and checked it.

After confirming that it was correct, Zhang Xue stuffed the "money" and "letter" into the envelope and got up to go out.

Doorway.

A picket officer was already waiting.

Seeing Zhang Xue go out, the picket officer saluted, and then took the envelope from Zhang Xue's hand.

The envelope was opened and the letter was read.

One minute, two minutes, three minutes...

After exactly five minutes, the picket officer finally nodded, stuffed the letter back into the envelope, then saluted and left with Zhang Xue's letter.

Seeing the back of the other party leaving, Zhang Xue breathed a sigh of relief.

It's dangerous!

Almost revealed state secrets!

......

Midnight.

"I wonder what happened to the little teacher, he should go home and be with his mother!"

Zhang Xue lay on the bed, tossing and turning and couldn't sleep.

After a moment, Zhang Xue got up, turned on the light, and took out her small notebook from under the pillow...

In the small notebook, a lot of knowledge that Zhang Xue has learned during this period of time is recorded.

Like what:

the manufacturing process of black wafers;

Like what:

The little teacher's drawings and data;

In the dark, there seemed to be a voice that kept reminding her in Zhang Xue's ears: We must cherish these "knowledge" and must learn these "knowledge" seriously.

"Review for an hour, and then I'll go back to sleep!"

With such a thought, Zhang Xue sat under the electric light and began to study seriously...

At this moment, the girl did not know what she was looking at, and she did not know how valuable the contents of the paper were.

It is a technology product that transcends the times and integrates thousands of technologies, and it is about to be born.

When it was born, the heavens and the earth trembled, and the world trembled...

(Preview for the next chapter: The silver item is finally taking shape!)