The spell's range covers the entire territory of China? Hand it over to the state.

"Quick! Xiao Li! Bring out the third plan from before! That 'mystical plan' that we abandoned!"

"Engineer Wang! Go restart the particle collider! Don't set it to maximum power, set it to the 'resonance' setting!"

"I've got it! I know how to bypass the material limitations!"

The entire laboratory erupted in chaos.

The young researchers were also incredibly energetic, their previously tired minds now working at an astonishing speed, the sound of their keyboards clicking as dense as a torrential downpour.

"Professor! If that's the case, we don't even need rare earth elements! Ordinary crystals can do the job!"

"Energy loss has been reduced by 40%! My God, what's the principle behind this? I get it!"

At that moment, throughout the entire Academy of Sciences, from the Institute of Biology to the Institute of Physics, from Materials Science to Psionic Applications, bursts of wild laughter and exclamations resounded through the sky.

An old professor specializing in materials science suddenly threw the polymer material in his hand to the ground, exclaimed "Brilliant!", and turned around to adjust the new alloy ratio.

The young researcher in charge of ballistic calculations had his eyes darting around quickly, and his pen moved with practiced ease.

"I've got it! The ballistic correction parameters for the psionic sniper rifle are calculated! This doesn't even require a supercomputer; I can do it mentally!"

Everyone was laughing wildly, everyone was running.

Humanity's pride in its wisdom has broken free from the shackles of the physical body at this moment.

Those towering mountains that once stood in the way of Longxia Technology, the technological barriers that the West was so proud of, are crumbling at an alarming rate under the burning flames of civilization.

……

If the Academy of Sciences represents the pinnacle of intellectual competition, then the scene at the grassroots training grounds takes on a more "magical realism" feel.

A special operations brigade in Longxia, at the recruit training ground.

Heavy rain.

On the muddy parade ground, hundreds of new recruits, shirtless, stood in formation amidst the mud and water.

"Useless! You're all useless! How can you defend our country like this?!"

The instructor was a dark-skinned man, carrying a standard-issue long knife, and was giving instructions.

He pointed at a new recruit in the front row, spitting as he spoke: "Zhao Xiaohu! I'm talking to you! This 'Basic Knife Technique' only has three moves! Chop, parry, block! I've been teaching you for three days, even a pig could learn it, and you still haven't? Are your hands made of pig trotters?"

The new recruit named Zhao Xiaohu had his head down, his face flushed red, and he gripped the knife hilt tightly in his hand, his knuckles turning white.

He tried his best.

They were really training like crazy.

But he was clumsy from a young age, and his hands and feet were not coordinated. The knife in his hands felt like it weighed a ton, and he couldn't swing it properly no matter how he tried.

"Try again!" the drill instructor roared. "If you miss again this time, you're going to be in the mess hall peeling potatoes!"

Zhao Xiaohu gritted his teeth and raised his knife.

Rainwater streamed down his eyelashes and into his eyes, stinging and painful.

He took a deep breath, bracing himself for yet another defeat and humiliation.

Just then.

A fleeting spark silently entered his brow.

The world has suddenly changed.

The previously noisy sound of rain became clear and distinct in Zhao Xiaohu's ears. He could even hear the sound of each raindrop hitting the blade.

The knife in his hand was no longer a heavy block of iron.

He could feel the texture of the blade, the distribution of its center of gravity, and even the feeling that the blade was an extension of his arm, connected to his flesh and breath.

The drill instructor's demonstration kept replaying in his mind.

No longer a blurry afterimage, but broken down into countless intricate motion frames.

The point of muscle activation, the angle of twisting the waist and abdomen, the timing of wrist rotation...

Everything became so clear, so natural.

"So...it's that simple."

Zhao Xiaohu muttered to himself.

"What are you muttering about! Chop it!" the instructor urged impatiently.

Zhao Xiaohu made a move.

There was no hesitation or unnecessary pre-arrangement.

That strike was as swift as a startled swan.

Swish!

A sharp, tearing sound rang out in the air.

The curtain of rain was neatly cut open in that instant, revealing a vacuum fault line two meters long.

The blade hovered precisely one millimeter above the target, as steady as a mountain.

The entire room fell silent.

Even the stern-faced instructor gaped, and the knife in his hand clattered to the ground.

"Blade energy... projected outwards?"

The instructor swallowed hard, looking at the clumsy recruit before him. "Is this the level that only the Great Perfection of the Basic Swordsmanship can achieve? You're just playing dumb, kid?"

Zhao Xiaohu was stunned. Looking at the knife in his hand, he felt countless variations of sword techniques were emerging in his mind.

And this scene is playing out on every training field.

Tactical maneuvers that were originally obscure and difficult to understand were instantly mastered; shooting techniques that were previously impossible to grasp were mastered immediately, turning one into a sharpshooter.

Longxia's army is transforming from "rookies" to "kings of soldiers" at an illogical pace.

……

Conference Room 1.

At this moment, impassioned reports echoed throughout the meeting room:

"Report! The Air Force says they've finalized the design blueprints for their new fighter jet engine, with a 40% performance improvement!"

"Report! The Ministry of Education has sent a message that the average scores across all examination centers nationwide are rising sharply!"

"Report! The Academy of Agricultural Sciences... wait, they just sent a message saying they improved the core algorithm of the combine harvester while harvesting rice?"

Long Yi put down his teacup. Even someone as composed as him, who could remain unmoved even if Mount Tai collapsed before him, found his hand a little unsteady at this moment.

ten minutes.

In just ten minutes.

The scientific breakthroughs and technological accumulation achieved by China have surpassed those of the past fifty years!

On the screen, Qian Sen finally stopped writing.

His hair was a mess, like a bird's nest, and his face was covered in ink, but his eyes shone like two little suns.

Holding the freshly completed draft in both hands, he laughed wildly at the camera: "Hahaha! It's done! Comrade Su Yun! Commander! It's done!"

"The core equations for the psionic compression converter have been solved! Give me just three days... no, one day! I can build the first-generation psionic rifle! At that point, not only ordinary magical beasts, but even B-rank monsters will be a piece of cake!"

"And we have defensive shields! Energy consumption has been reduced by 80%! Our energy reserves are enough to last ten years!"

Qian Sen was rambling incoherently, and finally blew Su Yun a kiss directly at the screen: "Comrade Su Yun! You're like my own father! I want to erect a totem for you too!"

Su Yun got goosebumps and quickly waved her hand, "There's no need for that."

Long Yi watched this scene and couldn't stop smiling, saying "good" three times in a row.

With food and technology in hand, the giant ship of Longxia has finally stabilized.

however.

Amidst the jubilation, a weak voice rang out from a corner.

He is the Minister of Civil Affairs.

He looked at the "Reports of Enlightenment from Various Places" that were still jumping up on the screen, a hint of worry on his face, and hesitated to speak.

"What's wrong, Lao Zhang?" Long Yi asked casually, in a good mood. "Everyone's so happy, why are you making such a long face?"

The Minister of Civil Affairs sighed and pointed to another report: "Sir, Comrade Su Yun, it's a good thing that everyone is becoming smarter. But... this is too smart."

"Look at this report. In just the last ten minutes, we received tens of thousands of 'recommendations'."

"Some people suggested modifying the city's structure, some suggested reforming the rationing system, and some even sent me a list of loopholes in our administrative management... They spoke so logically and persuasively that I couldn't refute them."

"These common people are too clever; they have too many ideas, and with too many ideas, their minds become very active. With things so chaotic outside, if everyone has their own ideas, this team... will be difficult to lead."

"And even though everyone is smarter, the fear of monsters remains. Smart people tend to value their lives more, and if they think too much, they'll become even more afraid of dying, and their fighting spirit will..."

Upon hearing this, Su Yun nodded thoughtfully.

indeed.

Extreme wisdom can be harmful.

Sometimes, thinking too much can actually make you lose your impulsiveness and fighting spirit.

Excessive rationality can make it easier for people to calculate the probability of certain death in desperate situations, thus plunging them into deeper despair.

In this chaotic world, having brains alone is not enough; you also need ambition.

One must possess the heroic spirit of "I will go even if there are thousands of people against me" and the composure to remain calm even if Mount Tai collapses before one's eyes.

"This problem definitely needs to be solved."

Su Yun stood up.

All eyes were once again focused on him.

Everyone has now developed a conditioned reflex: as soon as Su Yun stands up, it means that something good is coming.

"Now that everyone's thinking is working, let's add fuel to the fire."

"If we let 1.4 billion people hear a war song from 5,000 years ago, and plant a seed of 'a great nation in its heart' in everyone, then what is this fear?"

Su Yun raised her hand.

The third totem pole, the most magnificent and solemn, slowly emerged.

"The next chapter will be a glorious one."