I built an armada.

Various models of CPUs, DSPs, FPGAs... these black boxes, shining with technological brilliance yet utterly cold, are like a cold brain that controls all nerves, firmly holding the peak performance of the entire machine!

"The chips... the core chips in the heart of the machine... are all original imports from Germany! The model numbers are marked with their internal special codes!"

"We... let alone produce industrial chips of this caliber... we can't even reverse engineer them..."

Dr. Chen held a fingernail-sized main control chip, densely covered with gold pins, that he had just removed from the core control board of a CNC machine tool. His voice was dry, as if he hadn't drunk water for centuries, and his face was a deep, despairing ashen.

He looked up at the two machine wrecks, dismantled like the skeletons of a giant dinosaur, and a chilling despair crept up his spine and through his entire body.

"The gap... is too big!"

Dr. Chen's voice was filled with the dejection of someone whose spine had been shattered by the hammer of reality.

"This tiny box... has blocked all the way!"

ten years……"

He closed his eyes with difficulty, then suddenly opened them again, with a tragic air of a warrior cutting off his own arm.

"Ten years! We might not even be able to build a usable replacement that meets the performance standards! Without the driving force of these chips... no matter how sturdy the shell we build is, it's just a pile of dead iron!"

For a moment, the entire equipment room fell into a deathly silence. The burning ambition that Su Dingping had just ignited seemed to be flickering in the cold walls of the chip, on the verge of being completely extinguished.

Only Su Dingping remained squatting in front of that cold and complex core motherboard, his expression calm. His fingertips brushed over the dense array of interfaces and lines, his eyes focused as if he were studying a priceless work of art, rather than an iron wall symbolizing the shackles of despair.

"ten years?"

His deep voice broke the heavy despair, like a pebble thrown into an ancient well.

"If we're just cobbling together a barely 'usable' piece of work to replicate this path, then maybe."

He slowly stood up, patted off the non-existent dust on his work clothes, and instead of the despair that everyone else had, his face revealed a strange, almost all-knowing, calm smile, a smile that carried a chilling sharpness!

"But……"

His gaze slowly swept over the completely dismantled blueprints and structural notes of all the core components spread out on the ground, and the curve of his lips revealed an astonishing sharpness.

"Through this thorough 'surgical operation,' apart from the critical chip driver... these two machines, from top to bottom, from control logic to mechanical configuration, from material compatibility boundaries to precise compensation algorithms..."

Each time he mentioned something, an engineer would subconsciously glance at the densely filled notes in his hand.

"All their secrets, their most fundamental structural principles, and even the detours the Germans took in their design... are etched into my mind like an open textbook."

He walked to a huge blank design table next to him, picked up a sharp digital pen, hovered his finger above the screen, and his eyes became incredibly deep, as if they had pierced through the limitations of time and space.

The next sentence, spoken lightly, struck like a thunderclap in the ears of a group of desperate people!

"Now, give me enough basic electronic modules and basic metallurgical components, and I can even 'sculpt' a barely functional 3D printer shell for you on a workbench without using a single imported chip!"

This is no longer about catching up in technology, but about demonstrating a complete disregard for the framework of the known industrial system!
The air in the entire equipment room suddenly froze! The engineers were as if they'd been collectively paralyzed! Just...just a printer?! What kind of monster is this?!
However, the storm brought to them by this monster is far from over!
The moment Su Dingping finished speaking, no one could see that deep within the mysterious "forging space" in his mind, which had been dormant for a long time, the two huge illustrations that had been dimmed by the dismantling of the two machines were instantly ignited by a blazing light!
The blueprints for a brand-new [3D metal printer assembly] and [ultra-precision CNC multi-axis composite machining center], surpassing the current technology of the Germanic tribes by at least two generations and with a structure so exquisite it seems like a creation of the gods, slowly rotated, shimmering with light!

Its internal driving force is a completely new concept that transcends traditional chip logic—"multi-dimensional energy field collaborative interference node"!
The visionary blueprint has brought unprecedented inspiration and ideas!

Su Dingping's eyes suddenly lit up with an astonishing brightness!

He didn't even glance at those despairing, ashen faces, as if the chip barrier that had imprisoned Longxia Industry had long since vanished! The pen tip seemed to come alive on the electronic screen!

"Engineer He! Immediately remove the main nozzle of the 3D printer!"

"Dr. Chen! On the sixth alloy partition on the right side of the CNC machine tool spindle box, there is an inconspicuous stress detection groove! Do you see it?"

That area was a compromise left by the original designer to avoid a stress-deformation dead end! It's practically tying their own hands! Cut it off completely! Rebuild it using our stock of new 'Dragon Scale' based alloys!

He spoke at an extremely fast pace, his fingers flying across the screen, and one after another, improved solutions that went beyond the original design logic appeared on the screen!
"But! Chief Engineer!"

Engineer He held the disassembled spray head, his voice trembling.

"This nozzle has an extremely precise structure! If you move it around..."

"No buts!"

Su Dingping didn't even look up.

"Do as I say! The original nozzle's microchannel design, while precise, only achieves one-third of its theoretical limit, making it a huge waste! Its overly complex structure actually weakens its stability under high-temperature conditions! Look at this simplified spiral multi-path structure I've modified!"

He pointed to a simple and elegant spiral pipe structure on the screen.

"With the same materials, the ultimate efficiency is increased by 25%! Temperature resistance and lifespan are doubled!"

Simplification actually makes it stronger?! The engineers' minds were buzzing, and their worldviews were being drastically challenged!

"And here too!"

He pointed to an inconspicuous energy circuit on the edge of the CNC machine tool's core control board.

"The original design used expensive superconducting materials for energy conduction in this area! Purely for showing off and reducing milliwatt-level losses! Ridiculous! We replaced it with our newly developed high-throughput micro-nano topological graphene composite film! The cost decreased by 90%! The conduction efficiency and instantaneous response rate actually increased by 30%!"

"Here! The entire mechanical support framework of the machine tool has been changed from single-point heavy support to multi-point distributed elastic coupling..." "The closed-loop feedback compensation algorithm here abandons its original complex and redundant linear equation system compensation and uses a new stochastic turbulence mimicry interpolation..."

Each instruction was like a powerful energy bomb, knocking the engineers on the scene off their feet! Su Dingping's thinking completely broke free from the constraints of repair and imitation!
He is like someone standing on the culmination of generations of wisdom, wielding a long sword of knowledge that transcends the times, cutting away all the redundancy, conservatism, and even directional compromises in the designs of his predecessors! Then, he precisely, concisely, and efficiently reassembles them with newer materials and understanding!
This is hardly an improvement!

This is essentially a surgical-style industrial revolution restructuring from the inside out!

Exclamations of surprise, screams of shock, and sounds of sudden realization followed one after another as people slapped their thighs in realization!
"Good heavens!! I didn't know it could be like this!!"

"This algorithm... is more accurate than the original! And it consumes 70% less computing power?!"

"Fuck!
This structural modification is... a masterpiece!

From initial cardiac arrest to initial skepticism, and then to utter astonishment! The entire improvement process lasted a full seven days! Seven days of non-stop work! Su Dingping was like a precision commander and super engineer with no limits, demonstrating on-site and teaching the principles and operation points of every key link step by step.

The notebooks around him piled up at an alarming rate! Almost every core engineer had filled several thick notebooks with notes, which contained not only operating procedures but also brand-new physical concepts and material application ideas!

This is not just a successful improvement, but also a fertile field full of infinite possibilities that has been carved out for Longxia's independent high-end equipment industry!

When the two enormous "steel behemoths," which had been disassembled, analyzed, and thoroughly understood from every capillary structure to the logic of energy flow, started running with a deafening roar, the scene erupted not with cheers of surprise, but with a fanatical pilgrimage akin to religious worship!

The test report was quickly presented to us by a technician whose hands were trembling with excitement.

"Report! 3D printer! Ultimate printing precision... improved by 0.7 micrometers! Material compatibility improved by 30%! Maximum printing temperature tolerance improved by... 40%?! Average printing speed improved by... a full 25%!!"

"Report! Five-axis machining center! X/Y/Z axis repeatability error reduced by half! Linkage accuracy enters a new order of magnitude! Maximum load-bearing cutting load... increased by 50%?! Overall mechanical efficiency increased by... 19%?!!"

The revamped machines are like steel phoenixes emerging from their cocoons! All key performance indicators are off the charts, surpassing their peak performance when they were "retired"! They have even opened up new territories at the extreme limits of printing and processing!
"All materials are ready!"

"Parameter settings complete!"

"First-stage printing of the core components for the vacuum chamber has commenced!"

With Su Dingping's calm and steady instructions, the new production line, which integrates improved cutting-edge 3D printing and ultra-precision machining capabilities, began to operate at full power!

This time, every step was as smooth and seamless as a precision clock! The core of the first stellarator, a complex work of art in itself—the vacuum chamber lining core—revealed its cold, majestic, and flawless body little by little, as if being peeled from molten metal by a divine hand, under the gaze of countless pairs of eyes filled with awe and anticipation!

The success rate of one-time molding is an astonishing 100%!
Just as the Dragon Heart Base was filled with immense joy at the technological breakthrough, across the distant Pacific Ocean, deep beneath the Pentagon in the heart of the Eagle Tribe, in a highly confidential signal monitoring hall, a pot of boiling, menacing oil exploded!

The top-secret monitoring room deep within the Pentagon, capable of withstanding a small nuclear explosion, was now being scorched by an invisible yet violent emotion, resembling a steel furnace.

The air hissed, filled with rapid breathing and the sharp buzzing of electrical pulses.

On the massive strategic command screen, the last frame of a video titled "South Asia Guardian: EMP Ultimate Test: Top Secret" was frozen—a distorted and bizarre purple beam of light, resembling a cheap sci-fi game, blasted a blurry black dot in the distance into a cluster of pixelated sparks.

"Fuck you!! Stop! Stop this pile of dog shit right now!"

Brigadier General Richard Wilkins, who was in charge of overseeing the Indian project, slammed his heavy military cap onto the control panel filled with various precision instruments and cold light!
His eyes were bloodshot, and the veins on his neck were bulging and twitching wildly as if they were being electrified. He roared at a group of top electromagnetic physicists and intelligence analysts next to the screen, whose expressions were equally as if they had swallowed dead flies.

"Disassemble it! Traceive the source data stream in reverse! NOW!! I want to see which black hole-like silicon-based idiot came from to create such a ridiculously stupid special effect that even a kindergarten science fiction book wouldn't use!!!"

In the lower right corner of the screen, a bunch of dazzlingly beautiful parameter charts are scrolling in real time.

Peak power: 99.9 terawatts; Destruction radius: 120 kilometers; Precision orientation error: Submillimeter level… Each line of data is like a resounding slap that could overturn the Pacific Ocean, a powerful blow to the face of the Eagle Tribe, these professional elites standing at the pinnacle of human technology!
After a brief, oppressive silence, Dr. Carlson, the chief electromagnetic weapons expert, with his disheveled white hair, struggled to adjust his glasses and looked at the enraged brigadier general with a pale face.

"Your Excellency... the data link source analysis results... show no signs of external tampering..."

His voice was dry, like sandpaper being rubbed.

"The original video file looks like this..."

"Is this all?!"

Wilkins abruptly turned his head, his eyes looking as if he wanted to skin Carlson alive.

"Doctor!! Look at these parameters! 99.9 terawatts?! Do you know what that means?! A directed energy higher than the peak energy of a solar flare?! A destruction radius of 120 kilometers?!"
Is that damn Indian's metal shell stuffed with a black hole engine or the cannons of a giant Arcturus warship?!

The picture quality!
That special effects! You're telling me the original file looked like this?!

This is no longer just an insult to our intelligence!

This is like force-feeding shit to everyone who watches this video!

"I...I...I..." Dr. Carlson's lips trembled, his mind blanked by the absurd yet undeniable truth, and finally he squeezed out a statement from the deepest part of his throat that silenced the entire monitoring hall in despair.

"Unless... silicon-based life forms from the Centaurus constellation descend upon New Delhi with blueprints... then... this video... is 100% fake!!!"

Thud! Wilkins slammed his fist down on the expensive titanium alloy control panel in front of him! His knuckles instantly bruised and glaring!

"Ah! Third! King!"

He squeezed out those three syllables through clenched teeth, and the murderous aura contained within them made the intelligence officer next to him subconsciously take a half step back.

Almost the instant the video analysis results were finalized, an encrypted phone call was made across the Atlantic. (End of Chapter)