A live stream of someone hand-making a giant white robot attracted the attention of the government,

Lei Dong stared intently at the wildly spinning black afterimage on the stage, the deafening roar of the motor filling his ears. The sound was like invisible hammer blows, shattering his reason and pride inch by inch.

impossible!

Absolutely impossible!

The laws of physics were being brutally torn apart before his very eyes, then repeatedly rubbed into the ground. A battery compressed into a disc by a hydraulic press could still output such terrifying power? What kind of devilish technology is this?

The righteous faction reacted first, erupting in anger.

In the live stream of the hardcore disassembly king, the barrage of comments that had been silent for several seconds suddenly burst forth, turning into a torrent of data that almost crashed the server.

"Holy crap! I declare that Newton's coffin lid has been kicked away by the White God!"

"This is fucking high speed! This isn't an electric motor, it's practically a turbofan engine!"

"My mom asked me why I was kneeling while watching the live stream, and I said I was worshipping a miracle!"

Backstage, Wang Tao grabbed the prop box next to him, trembling with excitement, and screamed incoherently, "It spun! It really spun! Brother Che is awesome! Brother Che is a god!"

Su Wanqing covered her mouth tightly, her heart filled with overwhelming joy and shock. Her clear, cold phoenix eyes reflected the aloof figure in the center of the stage, sparkling with excitement.

He really did it, subverting everyone's understanding in the most tyrannical and unreasonable way.

The neutral camp has completely defected.

The media reporters who had initially approached the scene with a detached, spectator's attitude went completely mad. They pushed back their chairs, jumped over the railings, and swarmed towards the edge of the stage, their camera shutters clicking away, sparks flying, afraid of missing a single detail.

"Take a picture! Quick! A close-up! Give that battery and motor a close-up!"

"Holy crap! Is this thing really a battery? It even has a breathing light!"

"Tomorrow's headline: 'The Specter of the Industrial Revolution Roars in the Auditorium of the University of Science and Technology of China!'"

Meanwhile, the villainous camp collapsed collectively.

The technical team at Tianxing Motors, the engineers who had followed Lei Dong and were ready to go on stage and humiliate Bai Che at any moment, were now ashen-faced and dumbfounded.

"Chief Engineer... this... this energy density, this discharge efficiency... we can't calculate it..." a young engineer said, trembling.

"Shut up!" The middle-aged man, referred to as the chief engineer, was deathly pale, sweat rolling down his forehead. "I can't figure it out either!"

The car company representatives surrounding Lei Dong, who had been echoing his sarcasm just a moment ago, were now completely silent, their expressions towards him complex. There was fear, there was pity, but above all, a sense of distancing themselves.

Nobody wants to stand too close to a giant that is about to be crushed by the times.

On stage, Bai Che seemed to be in the eye of a storm, yet as calm as a deserted island. He let the tires roar wildly, and let the flashes from the audience engulf him.

His gaze landed precisely on Lei Dong's distorted face.

What kind of feeling is that?

The despair of seeing a business empire built with one's own hands crumble into ruins in the blink of an eye.

It was the humiliation of having one's proud industry standing trampled underfoot by a freshman with a pair of scissors and a hydraulic press.

Lei Dong's body began to tremble violently and uncontrollably. He was breathing heavily, his eyes were bloodshot, and his brain was buzzing because he couldn't process the information in front of him.

"No...no..." he muttered to himself, backing away step by step, as if trying to escape the reality that was shattering him.

Suddenly, as if he had thought of something, his unfocused pupils refocused and burst forth with a frenzied light.

"It's a magic trick! You've all been fooled!"

Lei Dong pointed at the stage as if he were going mad, and roared with all his might.

Yes, magic!

It must be some kind of smokescreen! How could physics be overturned like this?

The room erupted in commotion once more. The discussions that had just been suppressed by the shock instantly reignited, this time tinged with even more confusion and suspicion.

"Yeah, that motor... could there be something wrong with it?"

"Maybe there's another battery hidden inside the motor!"

"I knew it! How could that be? It's a huge magic show!"

Seeing the subtle shift in the wind direction, Lei Dong's despair was instantly replaced by ecstatic joy. Seizing this last glimmer of hope, he took the opportunity to incite the surrounding media and colleagues.

"He's a fraud! He's not doing scientific research at all; he's insulting our intelligence!"

He spread his arms wide, facing the flashing lights, putting on a final, tragic act: "Are we, who diligently conduct research and development, pushing the industry forward step by step, really going to be trampled underfoot by such a clown with his despicable tricks? We demand a public disassembly! On-site verification!"

"Disassemble!"

"Yes! Take apart that motor!"

Some journalists who had initially been convinced and car company representatives who were wavering again were immediately ignited by these highly inflammatory words, echoing them and pushing the wave of disassembly and verification to a climax. They needed a way out, a reason to prove that they hadn't just been intellectually humiliated by a freshman.

Backstage, Su Wanqing's heart, which had just settled, sank to the bottom once again. She knew all too well the terrifying backlash of public opinion. Once Bai Che could not prove himself, the label of "liar" would be firmly attached to him, and Zero Boundary Technology would become a complete joke.

"Damn it! That old dog!" Wang Tao was so angry that the veins on his forehead bulged. He clenched his fists and was about to rush out to fight Lei Dong in person when Su Wanqing held him back tightly.

"Don't act impulsively!"

In the live stream, the chat, which had just been celebrating, split into two factions again, arguing incessantly.

The hardcore disassembly expert clenched his fists, staring intently at the screen. He chose to believe Bai Che, but he wasn't entirely sure. The reversal was too fast and too dangerous.

Bai Che stood on the stage, quietly watching Lei Dong's final struggle, and looking at the faces of the crowd below, stirred up with fervor.

There was even a hint of barely perceptible pity in his gaze.

How pathetic.

The reason people refuse to accept new things is not because they find them difficult to understand, but because they clash violently with their deep-seated beliefs.

When people's understanding is overturned, their first reaction is not to learn, but to suppress it.

He slowly raised his hand and made a downward pressing motion.

A simple gesture, yet it carried an inexplicable, unquestionable authority.

The cacophony of noise and uproar at the scene miraculously subsided little by little. All eyes involuntarily returned to him, awaiting his response.

Bai Che picked up the microphone, and his calm voice clearly resonated throughout the auditorium through the speakers.

"Public disassembly?"

He scanned the room, repeated the request, and then nodded.

"A very reasonable request."

A sinister smug look flashed across Lei Dong's face as he sat in the audience. He thought he had won a round; as long as his engineer went on stage, he could always find something fishy, ​​and then the truth would be up to him to decide.

He immediately shouted impatiently, "Then let my engineers come and inspect it! They are the top experts in the country, and they will definitely give everyone a fair result!"

Upon hearing this, Bai Che chuckled softly.

The laughter was soft, yet it penetrated the microphone and reached everyone's ears, filled with undisguised disdain and contempt.

"Your engineer?"

Bai Che tilted his head slightly, as if he had heard the funniest joke of the century.

"I'm afraid they're not qualified to touch my things."