Rejecting Tsinghua and Peking Universities: I Will Lead Harbin Institute of Technology to World Lead

Thirty-seven minutes after the encrypted briefing on the successful Xuanwu test arrived at the Chinese Academy of Sciences, Professor Chen's car had already entered the core office area.

"I need to see the leaders immediately," he said to the chief of staff who came to greet him.

Fifteen minutes later, an emergency meeting was convened at the highest level.

The seven decision-makers sat around the famous oval table, and Old Chen projected the video footage and data analysis report of the Xuanwu test onto the wall.

When the electromagnetic railgun was shown destroying ten main battle tanks of various types from 150 kilometers away, a clear gasp was heard in the conference room.

When they saw the active electromagnetic armor easily intercept all anti-tank munitions, some people instinctively gripped the armrests of their seats.

After quietly reviewing all the documents, Old Li turned his gaze to Old Chen: "Where is Comrade Lin Feng now?"

"I'm still at the Northwest Xuanwu Base, overseeing the follow-up data analysis work," Old Chen replied.

"Tell him to come back," Old Li said slowly. "Back to the capital."

Old Chen nodded solemnly: "Understood, I will arrange a private jet immediately."

Two hours after the order was given, Lin Feng boarded a private plane bound for Beijing.

Just as consciousness was about to drift into sleep, a familiar notification sound rang out in my mind like a clear spring:

【Ding! 】

[The electromagnetic railgun tank, developed under the host's leadership, has been successfully manufactured in the real world.]

[Project rewards are now being distributed...]

[Reward 1: Core Theory of Basic Gene Drug]

A torrent of knowledge flooded into consciousness.

This time, it's not cold mechanical blueprints, nor complex physical formulas, but... the mysteries of life sciences.

[Description: A primary gene-enhancing agent developed based on gene editing and directed protein evolution technologies, which can be safely applied to humans.]

【Main Efficacy:】

【1.体质增强：提升基础代谢率30%-50%，肌肉力量增长20%-40%，神经反应速度提升15%-25%】

[2. Immune Optimization: Reconstructing the immune system's recognition mechanism, it can accurately identify and eliminate cancer cells, viruses, and pathogens, increasing the immunity rate against known infectious diseases to 99.9%]

3. Lifespan extension: Repairing telomere damage and delaying cell aging can theoretically extend healthy lifespan by 30-50 years.

4. Environmental adaptation: Enhances the body's tolerance to harsh environments such as extreme temperatures, low oxygen levels, and radiation.

Lin Feng suddenly opened his eyes.

Inside the cabin, the lights were soft, and the flight attendants were quietly preparing the meal. Everything seemed so ordinary.

But his heart was in turmoil.

Gene therapy!

This is not a weapon, not a tool, not an energy source—this is a revolutionary technology that directly impacts human life itself!

"Everyone is like a dragon..."

Lin Feng muttered to himself.

These four words have been the dream of generations of Chinese people: to enable every ordinary person to have a stronger physique, a longer lifespan, a healthier body, and a sharper mind.

If the research and development is successful and widely adopted, China will achieve a generational leap forward in the field of biotechnology, surpassing other countries. The average life expectancy will exceed 100 years, the incidence of major diseases will drop to below one in a thousand, and the physical fitness of the entire population will reach athlete levels…

What kind of future will that be?

A golden age where there was almost no illness, everyone was full of energy, and creativity exploded.

"Not bad." Lin Feng took a deep breath, a burning light flashing in his eyes. "This reward... is more important than any weapon."

He closed his eyes again, his consciousness sinking into the system space.

The time flow rate is 1:10.

What takes three hours to fly in the real world takes two and a half days in the system space.

"Initiate gene drug simulation," Lin Feng commanded.

In a pure white space, a meticulously crafted three-dimensional model of the human body unfolds. From the double helix structure of DNA to the folded conformation of proteins, from cellular metabolism to the systemic functions of organs... all the mysteries of life are revealed like a scroll.

Lin Feng introduced the core theory of primary gene agents.

Then, the skill of applying what one has learned to other situations is activated at full power.

Three hours in real life pass in the blink of an eye.

"Mr. Lin, we've arrived." Zhao Weiguo's voice came from beside him.

Lin Feng opened his eyes. The plane had already landed at a military airport in the western suburbs of Beijing.

He suppressed his excitement and followed Zhao Weiguo down the gangway. A black Hongqi sedan was already waiting beside the runway, heading directly towards the center of China's highest power.

An hour later, Lin Feng was led into a simple reception room.

The secretary said softly, "The leader is dealing with urgent official business. Please wait a moment."

Lin Feng nodded and sat down quietly. He didn't look at his phone or flip through magazines; he simply stared at the huge map of China on the wall—from the grasslands of northern China to the reefs of the South China Sea, from the Gobi Desert of the Western Regions to the waves of the East China Sea, every inch of the land was so clearly visible.

"Comrade Lin Feng, I'm sorry to have kept you waiting."

A gentle voice came from the doorway. Lin Feng stood up and saw Old Li walking in with a smile. The old man was wearing a dark gray Zhongshan suit, and his figure was still upright, but there were more white hairs at his temples.

"Elder Li." Lin Feng bowed slightly.

"Sit down, sit down." Old Li gestured for him to sit down, and then sat down on the sofa opposite him. "The Northwest has worked hard. Eight months to create a weapon that changes the rules of land warfare, this speed, this achievement... is remarkable."

"It's thanks to the team's hard work," Lin Feng said sincerely. "Without the lifelong accumulation of those veteran experts and masters, and without the support of the national industrial system, Xuanwu could not have been built."

Old Li nodded, his eyes full of satisfaction: "Not taking credit for others' work, and not forgetting one's roots. That's what a true great scientist is."

He paused, his expression turning serious: "Besides receiving a detailed report on the Xuanwu project, there's another matter I wanted to discuss with you today—"

The old man got up and picked up a deep red brocade box and a certificate of the same color from his desk.

"We remember your contributions to the country. From the Kunpeng aircraft carrier to the Zhuque fighter jet, from the Pangu AI to the Shennong rice, from the Bianque medical device to the Nuwa fusion reactor, from the Fuxi space fighter jet to the Kuafu satellite system, and now to the Xuanwu tank... You have single-handedly propelled this country's technological leap forward for at least thirty years."

Mr. Li opened the brocade box, inside which was a medal made of pure gold. Its design differed from any existing medal—the obverse featured a simple Great Wall design, with two powerful Chinese characters engraved above: "Huaxia" (华夏). The reverse bore a line of smaller characters: "Awarded to those who have made outstanding contributions to the nation."

"The title of 'Peerless Hero' that was given to you back then is no longer worthy of your achievements." Old Li presented the medal to Lin Feng with both hands. "This is the Medal of China, established specifically for you by a collective decision of the highest levels. You are the first, and perhaps for a long time to come, the only recipient of this medal in the entire Republic."

Lin Feng looked at the medal; its golden light flowed under the indoor lights, like a molten sunrise.

too heavy.

The weight of this medal is not the physical mass of gold, but the expectations of 1.4 billion people, the entrustment of 5,000 years of civilization, and a nation's highest respect for its pioneers.

"Mr. Li, this medal is too precious." Lin Feng's voice was a little dry. "Everything I've done is what I should do. The country's nurturing and the people's support are the foundation for me to get to where I am today."

"Please accept this." Old Li gently placed the medal in Lin Feng's hand. "This is not just your honor, but the honor of the entire scientific research front, the shared honor of countless scientists, engineers, and technicians who have silently dedicated themselves. You are the most outstanding representative among them."

The old man's hand was warm and strong: "This medal is to tell future generations that those who have contributed to the rejuvenation of the nation will never be forgotten. Their achievements will form the strongest backbone of this nation."

Lin Feng gripped the medal tightly.

The metallic texture came through my palm, slightly cool, yet seemingly warm.

He no longer refused and solemnly accepted the gift: "Thank you to the country, thank you to the people."

Old Li smiled and patted him on the shoulder: "Take a good rest for a while. Spend time with your family, see your parents, and meet your wife and children. You've already given too much of your personal time to the country."

"I understand." Lin Feng nodded. "However... I might not be able to rest for long."

"Oh?" Old Li raised an eyebrow. "A new idea again?"

"Hmm." Lin Feng didn't reveal the specifics of the gene-editing drug, only saying, "There are some new research directions in the field of life sciences. If successful... it might allow our people to live better, healthier, and longer lives."

A glint of light flashed in Old Li's eyes.

He knew Lin Feng too well—when this young man said he had some new directions, it meant that another disruptive technology was about to be born.

"What kind of support do you need?" the old man asked directly.

"A biosafety level 4 laboratory, a top-notch team of life science experts, and... time," Lin Feng replied.

"Approved in full." Old Li said without hesitation. "You make the list, and Old Chen will fully cooperate. As for the timeline... there's no rush. This is a crucial national project; we need to proceed steadily and surely. We can afford to wait."

After a brief meeting, Lin Feng accompanied Old Li to the government canteen for a simple lunch. It consisted of two dishes and a soup, with unlimited rice—just like any ordinary working meal.

At 3 p.m., Lin Feng left the highest authority.

He didn't immediately return to the Northwest, nor did he contact Elder Chen to launch the new project. Instead, he had Zhao Weiguo drive him back to the villa in Beijing that he had hardly ever lived in.

I went into the study and closed the door.

Lin Feng gently placed the Chinese Medal on the desk, next to the deep red certificate of honor.

The setting sun slanted in through the window, gilding the medal with a warm golden edge. The two Chinese characters seemed to breathe, to pulsate, and to resonate with the lifeblood of this ancient civilization under the light.

Lin Feng watched quietly for a long time.

Then he smiled.

It wasn't a triumphant laugh, nor a proud laugh; it was a relieved, calm, and warm laugh.

Over the years, he has moved too fast, too hastily, and carried too heavy a burden.

From the age of sixteen, he has hardly stopped, rushing from one project to another, climbing from one peak to another.

He stayed up countless nights for the sake of this country's aircraft carrier dream.

……

does it worth?

Looking at the medal on the table, Lin Feng had his answer:

worth it.

Because everyone on this land can live a safer, more dignified, and more hopeful life as a result.