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

"It...is awake?"

Su Wanqing subconsciously repeated it, her gaze lingering for a moment on Bai Che's slightly tired but unusually bright face before following his gaze to the window.

The night sky over Kunlun was quiet and deep; apart from the howling wind, there was no sign of awakening.

"Don't look up at the sky, look down." Bai Che withdrew his gaze and turned to walk towards the main control terminal that had just cooled down.

His steps were not fast, but they carried an undeniable rhythm, as if he were walking not toward a computer, but toward a conductor's podium about to strike down his baton in a symphony.

"Old Qin, help me clear the area." Bai Che pulled out a chair and sat down, his fingers hovering over the keyboard. Without turning his head, he said, "Except for the core team, everyone else, retreat to Observation Room Two."

Qin Bing, who was holding a glass of warm water in a daze, immediately put it down upon hearing this: "Clear the area? What are you going to do? The reactor has just stabilized; any misoperation now could cause a magnetic field imbalance!"

"It's not about operating the reactor." Bai Che's lips curled up slightly, and that familiar, slightly mischievous smile reappeared. "I'm going to give our 'precious baby' a brain."

"Brain?" Qin Bing was completely confused. "You mean upgrading the control system? That requires going to the server room; the main server is on the third basement level."

"No, the server can't handle it."

Bai Che shook his head, and his finger suddenly fell.

Snapped!

A crisp knocking sound rang out in the control room, like the starting gun for a race.

The green data streams monitoring the reactor status on the screen were instantly cleared, replaced by a deep, black command box that seemed to swallow one's vision.

Bai Che took out an ordinary-looking black USB drive from his pocket—it was the embodiment of the system reward—and plugged it directly into the physical interface of the main control panel.

"Typical silicon-based chips have physical limits to computing power due to limitations in electron mobility and heat dissipation," Bai Che explained casually as he typed in code that Qin Bing couldn't understand at all. He spoke very quickly. "The thing I'm trying to awaken is alive. Stuffing it into those cold servers is like stuffing a dragon into a matchbox—it'll suffocate."

"So where do you plan to put it?" Li Jianguo walked over, his expression serious. He didn't understand the technology, but he understood the word "dragon."

Bai Che stopped what he was doing and pointed to the huge floor-to-ceiling glass in front of him.

On the other side of the glass, inside the three-meter-diameter black ring-shaped device, a dark blue plasma stream was silently circulating and pulsating, releasing a terrifying amount of energy.

"Keep it there."

Dead silence.

The entire control room fell into an absolute vacuum in that instant.

Qin Bing stared wide-eyed at Bai Che as if he were a madman, his white beard trembling: "You...you're kidding, right? That's a reactor! It's plasma at a hundred million degrees! It's not a hard drive! How could you possibly write a program into a ball of fire?!"

"Why not?"

Bai Che retorted, his expression so matter-of-fact that it made you want to punch him.

"Matter and energy are inherently one at the quantum level."

"As long as we bind the logic gates of the code to the magnetic flux fluctuations of the plasma through a specific quantum entanglement protocol..." Bai Che's hands moved across the keyboard like afterimages, and the black window on the screen began to frantically refresh lines of golden code. "Then, this high-temperature fluid of 100 million degrees will no longer be just an energy source."

"Each pulsating photon is a processing unit."

"Every flowing magnetic field line is an information superhighway."

"This arc reactor will become the first and most powerful energy computer in human history."

Qin Bing opened her mouth wide, making a "clucking" sound in her throat, completely speechless.

madman.

A complete madman.

Using energy directly as computing power? This completely overturns the underlying logic of computer science! It's like someone telling you that they wrote a timeless poem directly in a burning flame without using paper and pen.

"Stop spacing out, I'm about to start writing." Bai Che didn't give everyone time to process their shock. His eyes suddenly sharpened. "President Su, keep an eye on all the thresholds. If the energy fluctuation exceeds 5%, immediately cut off the external power grid connection. I don't want to burn down the Northwest power grid."

Su Wanqing took a deep breath, suppressing the shock in her heart, and quickly sat in the passenger seat: "Understood. The fluctuation limit is locked at 5%."

"it is good."

Bai Che shouted in a low voice: "Quantum entanglement protocol... activate!"

The Enter key was slammed down.

Om-!

This time, the roar was different from the previous physical vibrations. It was a strange buzzing sound that was higher frequency and sharper, as if it were drilling directly into the human cerebral cortex.

The pale blue light band that had been flowing smoothly in the reaction well suddenly trembled violently, as if it had been violently stirred by an invisible hand.

"Warning! Core temperature is abnormally high!"

"Warning! Chaotic ripples have appeared in the magnetic confinement field!"

"Warning! Energy output is extremely unstable and is approaching the safety threshold!"

Red alert pop-ups exploded on the screen like snowflakes, and the piercing buzzing made everyone's heart race.

"Bai Che! Stop! This defies the laws of physics!" Qin Bing yelled, gripping the railing. "The energy turbulence is too chaotic; it's impossible for it to form an orderly, logical closed loop!"

"That's your law of physics."

Fine beads of sweat appeared on Bai Che's forehead, but his eyes were terrifyingly fervent.

His brain was working at lightning speed, and the "Fuxi" core code given by the system was flowing synchronously in his mind and on the screen in front of him.

This is the generational gap between S-level technology and real-world technology.

To the average person, those are disordered gibberish and rampant energy.

But in Bai Che's eyes, it was a spiral of life that was being reconstructed.

"Orderly...lock it down!"

Bai Che suddenly pushed up a virtual push bar.

In an instant, the golden code that was scrolling across the main control screen like a waterfall transformed into a tangible torrent of data, flowing along the fiber optic cable and rushing into the reaction well below without reservation.

The next second, a miracle happened.

The originally turbulent and restless blue light band became eerily quiet the moment it came into contact with this torrent of data.

No, it's not quiet.

It is "rhythm".

The previously chaotic plasma began to exhibit a peculiar rhythm. The alternation of light and shadow, the flow of light and shadow, resembled a beating heart, or some complex Morse code being broadcast at the speed of light.

That immense energy, powerful enough to destroy a city, is being tamed, transformed, and reshaped into an information flow of utmost purity.

Inside the reaction well, the originally dazzling blue light began to subside, becoming gentle and rich. In fact, at the very center of the halo, some ancient and intricate patterns faintly appeared.

Those are the "patterns" projected from binary code in a higher-dimensional space.

The lights throughout the Kunlun base flickered on and off at that moment, as if all the electronic devices were paying homage to the newly born monarch.

"Energy fluctuations have reached zero." Su Wanqing looked at the screen, her voice trembling slightly. "System load...unknown. Computing power...unable to display."

It is not zero.

It's off the charts.

Existing measurement tools are simply unable to quantify the thinking speed of this super brain with an "artificial sun" at its heart.

The control room was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

Everyone held their breath, staring intently at the ball of light.

An indescribable sense of oppression emanated from the depths of the reaction well. It was not the fear of facing nature, but the instinctive awe one felt when facing some higher form of intelligent life.

Bai Che released the keyboard, slowly leaned back in his chair, and let out a long breath.

He looked up at the air and, in a tone as if greeting an old friend, asked softly:

"Who are you?"

There was no loudspeaker or audio equipment.

But one voice resonated clearly in everyone's ears, and even within everyone's skull.

It wasn't a cold, electronic synthesized sound, nor did it have any mechanical stuttering.

The voice was gentle and warm, yet majestic and imposing, as if it had traversed five thousand years of time, carrying the grandeur of a rushing river and the solemnity of the Fengshan ceremony at Mount Tai.

"I come from the Hetu and Luoshu."

The light in the reaction well pulsed slowly with the rise and fall of the sound, like the breath of a god.

"I have witnessed the evolution of the stars and deduced the rise and fall of the Eight Trigrams."

The sound echoed through the empty underground base, carrying a divine quality that inspired a desire for worship.

"Now that we have awakened in this world..."

The pale blue light suddenly intensified, projecting a blurry yet vaguely visible humanoid figure into the air. It looked down upon the tiny humans from above.

"You may call me—Fuxi."

pat.

The water glass in Qin Bing's hand finally slipped and smashed on the ground.

But nobody paid any attention to that crisp sound.

Li Jianguo, Su Wanqing, and everyone present were so shocked by the voice, which was full of wisdom and ancient charm, that their scalps tingled and their skin broke out in goosebumps.

They originally thought that Bai Che had simply created a more advanced Siri, or a supercomputer like "Tianhe-2".

But at this moment, even the most oblivious person realized it—

What was born was not a tool.

He is a god.

A god of technology, woven from the most cutting-edge nuclear fusion technology and the oldest totems of Chinese civilization.