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

As Bai Che finished speaking, the entire central energy control center fell into a silence more terrifying than death.

The air seemed to freeze, and time itself seemed to stand still.

The color was slowly fading from Qin Bing's perpetually cold face.

How many points did he just mention? Seventeen?

This isn't a medical report! This is clearly seventeen death sentences!

Suddenly, a heavy breathing broke the silence.

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"

Professor Zhou Zhenguo suddenly jumped up from his chair, his wrinkled old face contorted with emotion, his gold-rimmed glasses askew to one side.

He was trembling all over, not from anger, but from a fear of being overthrown.

He rushed toward the control panel, shoved aside the students blocking his way, and his thin hands danced wildly across the polished keyboard, bringing up lines of the most basic raw data and design blueprints.

"Retrieve the valve response log for loop A!"

"Get me the cold start curve for the standby unit! Quickly!"

"Simulate the effect of a strong electromagnetic pulse on the control rod suspension! Immediately!"

His screams echoed through the control center, carrying a hint of hysterical madness.

The entire expert team was instantly activated, everyone's faces filled with fear and disbelief, a chaotic scene unfolding. The sounds of keyboards clicking, instrument alarms blaring, and suppressed gasps mingled together in a jumbled mess.

In the heart of this chaos, Bai Che simply picked at his ear, seemingly out of boredom.

Tsk, if I had known they would react this strongly, I would have said fewer things. Now look what's happened, the noise is so annoying.

His original intention was to achieve a permanent solution by overwhelming the competition with absolute strength, thus securing a peaceful research environment in the future. Who knew that these veteran experts had such poor mental fortitude, turning it into a scene resembling the end of the world?

Qin Bing didn't move; she just stood there, her body stiff.

She looked at the only relaxed figure amidst the chaos, and a chill ran down her spine.

She couldn't believe that this seemingly harmless, even somewhat unmotivated young man could, with just a glance from his lazy eyes, discern all the fatal weaknesses in the national treasure that their dozens of top teams had painstakingly built up over many years with countless resources.

This is no longer a technical issue.

This is a crushing defeat on a dimensional level.

Time passed by, second by second.

The commotion in the control center gradually subsided, replaced by a deathly silence and increasingly heavy breathing.

"Clatter".

A young engineer's tablet slipped from his hand and fell to the ground, but he was completely unaware, staring blankly at the simulation results that had just finished running on the screen.

Professor Zhou Zhenguo's movements also gradually came to a stop.

He slumped into the operating chair, all his strength drained away, his cloudy old eyes filled with fear and confusion.

He slowly raised his head, looked past the chaotic crowd, and looked at the young man who had stood next to the holographic model the whole time without moving an inch.

"All correct~"

His lips trembled as he muttered to himself, his dry voice filled with despair.

"Everything he said is true."

"Insufficient redundancy design; backup power supply startup logic; potential issues with the control rod's drive mechanism."

With each word he uttered, his body trembled even more violently.

"Any single flaw, in extreme circumstances, could turn the entire base—" Professor Zhou's voice suddenly rose, trembling with sobs and lingering fear, "into an inescapable underground tomb!"

"boom!"

These words struck everyone's heart like the most terrifying curse.

Qin Bing's back was instantly soaked with cold sweat.

As the head of "Kunlun," she felt a chill run from her feet to the top of her head for the first time. She was living on an active volcano that could turn into a giant coffin at any moment, and she and her proud team knew nothing about it!

Professor Zhou Zhenguo suddenly stood up and looked at Bai Che.

"Young man, how did you figure that out at a glance?"

This question reflects the sentiments of everyone present.

This is not a level of insight that humans could possibly possess!

"I?"

He thought for a moment, then said in an extremely calm tone, "I'm just particularly good with numbers and structures."

Just being sensitive?

This casual remark silenced everyone present, leaving them speechless and unable to utter a word.

Professor Zhou Zhenguo's hand, which was pointing at him, froze in mid-air; he was completely petrified.

He felt that his life's pride and knowledge had been trampled on and rubbed into dust by the other party with the phrase "it's rather sensitive."

His Dao heart was shattered.

Li Jianguo, who had been standing in the corner trying to minimize his presence, finally couldn't help but break into a knowing smile.

He knew that from this moment on, Bai Che had completely conquered this proud underground city, in the most brutal and effective way.

In the eerie silence, Qin Bing made a move.

She strode forward, her military boots making a crisp sound on the floor, and walked step by step to Bai Che.

Her once icy face now held no trace of disdain or mockery; instead, it bore an unprecedented solemnity and a hint of longing for the unknown.

"Since you see 'Zhurong' as full of flaws and vulnerable."

Her gaze was sharp as a knife, fixed on Bai Che. It was no longer a scrutiny, but an equal inquiry, even carrying a sense of seeking advice.

"So, what exactly is your 'Ark'?"

Here we go, the main topic is finally here.

Bai Che sighed inwardly, knowing that he wouldn't be able to leave until he finished his shift today.

He glanced at Qin Bing's phoenix eyes, which were full of inquiry, and then looked at the pairs of ears that were perked up and the faces that were full of "seeking knowledge" around him.

He thought for a moment and decided to drop a small bomb to shock the group and give them some peace and quiet.

"Oh, mine."

Bai Che pondered for a moment, then casually introduced the first concept in a tone that suggested a discussion about the difference between a rice cooker and a pressure cooker.

"First of all, it's small, about the size of a suitcase is enough."

Suitcase?

Professor Zhou Zhenguo's pupils suddenly contracted.

"Secondly, it's safe. You can throw it in the sun and it won't have any problems. Of course, that is, you have to be able to throw it in."

Absolutely safe?

Qin Bing's breath hitched for a moment.

Seeing the horrified expressions on everyone's faces, Bai Che decided to add fuel to the fire and completely burn away their old worldview.

He stretched out his finger and gently drew a circle in the air.

"The most important point is~"

"My technical approach has absolutely nothing to do with what you're doing now, such as magnetic confinement or inertial confinement."

He paused, then, in the calmest of tones, delivered his earth-shattering final conclusion.

"Furthermore, if materials science keeps up, the final version could be realized."

"Cold fusion".