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

As the light and shadow faded, the illusory figure that inspired worship transformed back into countless flowing data, plunging into the depths of the dark blue plasma.

In the S1 main control room, the air suddenly became awkwardly quiet.

Qin Bing's hand remained frozen in mid-air, and the shards of glass on the ground were ignored. Li Jianguo's fingers gripped the table tightly, his knuckles white from the force. The oppressive aura of that moment had nearly shattered the worldviews of these staunch materialists.

"Um...Chief Engineer Bai?"

From the corner, a young researcher spoke weakly, breaking the silence. His voice was dry, as if he had swallowed sand. "Was it... greeting us just now?"

Bai Che didn't turn around. He tapped his fingers twice on the keyboard, the crisp sound acting as a signal, pulling everyone's wandering souls back from the heavens.

"It wasn't a greeting, it was a self-introduction."

Bai Che's tone was calm, as if everything that had just happened was part of the plan. He glanced at the black dialog box on the screen, a slight smile playing on his lips: "Now that you're awake, don't just sit around. Fuxi, warm up."

"Please give instructions."

That gentle yet authoritative voice rang out again. This time, it wasn't in my head, but rather coming from the main control room's speakers. It lacked some of the divine pressure, but possessed a coldness of absolute rationality.

Authorization code: LC-2024-Alpha.

Bai Che leaned back in his chair, lazily crossing his legs, even having the leisure to fiddle with the hem of the coat Su Wanqing had just draped over him, and casually said, "Connect to the global internet. There's only one task: learn."

"Target area?" Fuxi's voice was flat.

"all."

Bai Che uttered two words, then added, "All publicly available, semi-public, and encrypted medical, biological, and chemical databases worldwide, regardless of their level of encryption (below level three). Whether it's papers from top journals, patent office archives, or discarded experimental drafts from pharmaceutical companies that aren't connected to the internet... I want everything that has electronic signals flowing through it."

hiss--!

A collective gasp filled the control room.

Qin Bing rushed to the control panel, her graying eyebrows almost knitted out: "Bai Che! Are you crazy? Global biochemical data? That's a data tsunami of petabytes or even exabytes! It'll crash the servers!"

The data expert beside him was also sweating profusely, speaking rapidly: "Bai Gong, this isn't a permissions issue! Just data cleaning and deduplication require terrifying computing power! Our 'Sunway TaihuLight 2' satellite took three months to process ten years' worth of cancer data from China! And you want to swallow the whole world's data?"

"The Light of Taihu Lake?"

Bai Che chuckled, his eyes filled with a mixture of mockery and arrogance. "Old Qin, don't compare this thing to an abacus. It's not even a computer..."

He pointed to the pale blue halo outside the window. "That's a star."

Before Qin Bing could object, Bai Che directly ordered the air, "Fuxi, report the time."

The cursor on the screen blinked.

Just once.

"Task established. Node scan complete. Total capacity: 48,291 PB. Unstructured data percentage: 72%"

Fuxi's voice was as calm as still water, as if he were dealing not with a data tsunami that would overwhelm the internet, but with a primary school summer homework assignment.

Estimated completion time: 17 minutes.

Quiet.

The silence was even more eerie than when the miracle had just occurred.

Qin Bing opened her mouth wide, all the technical parameters she had prepared stuck in her throat.

"How...how much?!" The old academician's voice cracked.

"17 minutes." Bai Che repeated for Fuxi, then picked up his cup and took a sip of water. "Thirty seconds slower. It seems Earth's network latency is a major problem."

crazy.

Everyone thinks the world has gone mad.

Organizing global biochemical data in 17 minutes? That's a shorter time; their old server in the lab couldn't even finish its power-on self-test!

"Let's begin." Bai Che put down his water glass.

Chapter 89 Seventeen Minutes, Reshaping the World

boom--!

There was no sound, only a visual nuclear explosion.

The giant 20-meter-long screen directly in front of us was instantly submerged by a green waterfall of data.

That wasn't the kind of slow-motion subtitles you see in movies to show off; that was a real torrent. The characters refreshed so fast that the afterimages were invisible, the entire screen flickering wildly, as if an invisible hand was flipping through hundreds of years of human civilization at the speed of light.

Inside the reaction well, the previously tamed, dark blue light band began to vibrate rapidly again, visible to the naked eye.

Each tremor is the opening and closing of hundreds of millions of logic gates; each alternation of light and darkness is the process of a national library's information being swallowed up, chewed up, and reorganized.

"The outbound bandwidth is overloaded!" the monitor exclaimed. "Upload traffic... no, it doesn't need to upload! It's using the global zombie network as a springboard! Servers all over the world have become its mining rigs!"

"The Great Firewall of America is blocking it!"

"We can't stop it! We absolutely can't stop it! It just flew right through like a ghost! The Pentagon's medical database was accessed three seconds ago, and now... it's been completely mirrored!"

"What kind of speed is that?!"

Exclamations rose and fell, and the control room was in complete chaos.

Bai Che stared silently at the screen, his eyes deep and unfathomable. To ordinary people, this was gibberish; to him, it was a devastating attack.

For Fuxi, who possesses "energy as computing power," traditional silicon-based firewalls are like using a paper fence to block a tsunami. It doesn't need to find a key; it simply dismantles the wall.

As Li Jianguo watched this scene, his soldier's instincts sent chills down his spine.

On the battlefield, this thing isn't targeting databases, but rather the enemy's command system and missile silos...

Seventeen minutes is enough to blast humanity back to the Stone Age ten times over.

"This isn't AI..." Li Jianguo muttered to himself, "This is strategic nuclear deterrence!"

Time passed second by second.

The people in the control room went from fear to numbness, and finally to a blank stare as if looking at God. They watched as the progress bar relentlessly pushed to the bottom at an unreasonable, steady pace.

99%...100%.

The data waterfall came to an abrupt halt.

Bai Che raised his hand and glanced at the mechanical watch.

"16 minutes and 42 seconds." He nodded. "18 seconds faster than expected. Fuxi, you're being modest."

"Data integration complete." Fuxi's voice even carried a hint of human-like relaxation. "Generating a visualization model."

Swish!

The black background fades away, replaced by a dazzling starry sky.

Countless tiny points of light represent compounds, pathological features, and gene sequences. Fine gold threads connect them, forming a vast, complex, and geometrically beautiful brain model that floats in the center of the screen and rotates slowly.

Here, previously unrelated disciplines are connected, and data considered confidential and discarded by various countries is transformed into pieces of a puzzle.

"Oh my god..."

Qin Bing walked shakily to the screen, wanting to reach out and touch it, but not daring to.

"This is... a completely new logic diagram of anti-cancer targets?" He pointed to a red area, his hand trembling like someone with Parkinson's disease. "Before, we only guessed that these proteins were related, but it... it directly deduced the entire reaction chain?!"

"Not only that."

Bai Che walked up to Qin Bing with his hands in his pockets. "It not only integrates the past, but also predicts the future. This diagram contains at least three thousand new uses for old drugs, as well as the synthetic pathways for twenty thousand new compounds."

He turned around, looked at the group of top experts behind him who were completely speechless, and a faint smile appeared on his lips.

"Welcome to the new era, everyone."

"Doing scientific research no longer requires relying on luck like a blind man groping for fish."

"Fuxi has already turned on the lamp."

Only at this moment did everyone truly realize what "Fuxi" meant. It was not a calculator; it was an omniscient and omnipotent prophet who directly wiped out humanity's hundreds of years of trial and error.

Su Wanqing stood in the corner, her gaze shifting back and forth between the vast star map and Bai Che's back.

As the incoming CEO, what she saw was not the Nobel Prize, but monopoly.

An absolute, unshakeable, and devastating monopoly. With this, any product from Zero Boundary Technology will be the optimal solution on the planet. Other giants won't even have the right to follow in their footsteps and eat their dust.

"That bastard..." Su Wanqing bit her lower lip, a blush of extreme excitement appearing on her originally aloof face.

He thought he was there to manage his accounts, but it turned out he was there to ascend the throne.

"Bai Che".

Su Wanqing strode forward, her phoenix eyes flashing with an alarming light. "Do you know how much this model is worth? If we could convert even one ten-thousandth of it into a patent..."

"patent?"

Bai Che turned his head and looked at the senior student who was already plotting how to massacre Wall Street, and couldn't help but laugh.

He reached out and very naturally tidied her slightly messy bangs. The gesture was so intimate that Li Jianguo, standing next to him, couldn't help but cough awkwardly and turn to look at the ceiling.

"President Su, your vision is too narrow."

Bai Che's voice was soft, yet it carried an undeniable arrogance.

"We don't need to apply for patents and sue them; that would be beneath us."

He pointed to the huge, slowly rotating star map behind him, his tone as casual as if he were discussing whether to have hot pot or barbecue for dinner:

"With Fuxi, we are the standard."

"From this day forward, whether it's healing the sick and saving lives or creating materials, how should we proceed on this planet...?"

"We're in charge."