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

Ten years in the system space is only one month in the outside world.

In the past month, Lin Feng has thoroughly mastered all the theoretical knowledge of the light-speed warship. Those obscure curvature driving equations, complex energy shield configurations, and precise ecological cycle algorithms are now deeply imprinted in his consciousness, becoming instinctive cognition.

Next, he only needs to translate these theories into reality to truly complete the construction of the light-speed warship. At that time, humanity will be able to leave the solar system and see for itself what that vast starry sea holds.

When Lin Feng exited the system space, it was early morning outside the window. Sunlight filtered through the sycamore leaves in the courtyard, dappling the ground warmly. But he had no time to appreciate this tranquility.

The nation's top expert team has been assembled. They come from cutting-edge fields such as aerospace, energy, materials, and artificial intelligence, and each name is renowned in their respective industries. But when Lin Feng walked into the conference room, everyone stood up in unison.

No one found it inappropriate. Lin Feng's resume speaks for itself—the cracking of Titan's Heart, the connection to the Earth's core energy network, virtual world rescue... one achievement after another has already made him an indisputable figurehead in China's scientific research community.

"Sit down." Lin Feng skipped the pleasantries and got straight to the point.

He activated the holographic projection, and a magnificent structural diagram of a light-speed warship instantly filled the entire conference room. The streamlined hull stretched for several kilometers, its surface covered with complex energy field generators, and at the stern was the core of a warp drive that distorted space.

"This is a light-speed warship." Lin Feng's voice was calm yet powerful. "It will be the key for us to leave the solar system and venture into the depths of space. From now on, we have only one goal—to build it."

He broke down the warship into countless groups: power group, structural group, shield group, ecological group, communication group... Each group received hundreds of pages of technical documents, which contained the engineering implementation plan that Lin Feng had condensed over ten years in the system space.

No one questioned the source of the information, nor did anyone inquire where these cutting-edge technologies came from. They only knew that Lin Feng provided them, and they just had to follow his instructions.

"Let's communicate anytime if there are any problems. Our time... is limited," Lin Feng concluded.

Following the meeting, the massive national machinery began operating with unprecedented efficiency. All major research institutes, military enterprises, and universities mobilized, working day and night towards the core objective of a light-speed warship.

Spring goes and winter comes, and the seasons change.

Before we knew it, a year and a half had passed in the blink of an eye.

In the past year and a half, China has undergone earth-shattering changes.

The Earth's core energy source continuously and stably supplies a near-limitless supply of clean electricity to the national power grid. Factory machines never stop running, city lights burn all night long, and the energy anxieties that once plagued countless countries have become history in China.

More importantly, China, using its geothermal energy reserves as leverage, has launched a resource exchange that has quietly reshaped the world order. Energy is the lifeblood of modern industry. With its inexhaustible energy resources, China has exchanged stable electricity output and advanced energy technology for the most scarce mineral resources, cutting-edge equipment, and core technologies from other countries.

A global energy cooperation network is quietly unfolding, with China at its center.

Despite ongoing internal disputes within the Western Federation, they were forced to acknowledge a fact they had previously been unwilling to face: in the energy sector, a matter of national lifeline, China had gained absolute dominance. Their past arrogance and prejudice had to bow to reality.

At an international energy summit, a Western representative privately remarked, "They are not catching up; they are defining the next era."

Lin Feng, the key figure behind all these changes, has almost disappeared from the public eye in the past year and a half.

He lived in that tightly guarded courtyard at Harbin Institute of Technology, shuttling between the laboratory, assembly workshop, and command center every day. The construction of the light-speed warship involved too many technologies that were ahead of their time, and there was no readily available experience to follow in many aspects, requiring him to be present and solve problems personally.

When he encountered a bottleneck in material synthesis, he spent three consecutive days in the laboratory, using the system space flow rate to deduce and optimize the solution; when the energy core debugging deviated, he sat in the assembly workshop for more than ten hours staring at the data flow; when a curvature engine simulation test failed, he gathered the technical backbone overnight to re-derive the logic from the underlying layers.

The lights in the courtyard often stay on until the early hours of the morning.

During those days and nights of relentless travel, Lin Feng would occasionally look up at the night sky. The stars remained, cold and distant. But he knew that hidden in that darkness was not only poetry and distant places, but also an invitation from the unknown—a declaration of arrival from above, written with the lives of tens of thousands of trapped players.

He didn't know when or how the other party would arrive. But he knew that the time left for humanity to prepare might be shorter than they imagined.

Therefore, he dared not stop, nor could he stop.

Finally, one morning, Lin Feng stood in the huge assembly workshop, looking at the enormous machine standing quietly before him, and let out a long breath.

The light-speed warship is complete.

The ship is three kilometers long, entirely silver-gray, with flowing blue energy patterns on its surface. Its design is exactly the same as the holographic blueprint from a year and a half ago—sleek and powerful, like a sleeping behemoth waiting to awaken.

The warp generator array at the bow is neatly arranged, while the space distortion core at the stern flickers with a faint light. Shield generators, ecological circulation chambers, faster-than-light communication antennas... every component has undergone countless tests and verifications to ensure absolute safety.

"Lin Feng, can it... really fly?" Old Chen's voice trembled slightly. This elderly man, who had dedicated his life to scientific research in China, had tears welling up in his eyes.

Lin Feng did not answer immediately. He raised his hand and entered the final startup command on the control panel.

hum-

The entire warship trembled slightly. The energy patterns on its hull suddenly brightened, the eerie blue light pulsating like breath. Immediately afterwards, a pale silver halo emerged from the surface of the ship, a sign that the resonance shield had been activated.

A thunderous cheer erupted in the command center. Some embraced and wept, while others excitedly removed their glasses to wipe their eyes. A year and a half of tireless work, countless setbacks and failures, had transformed into the most fervent joy at this moment.

Lin Feng watched all this quietly, a faint smile appearing on his lips.

But he knew this was just the beginning.

The warship is built, but the real test is yet to come. Can it truly enter warp drive? Can it maintain stability during faster-than-light travel? Can it carry humanity across that cold, dark sea of ​​stars?

More importantly, what will they encounter in that deep space when they finally leave the solar system?

Lin Feng turned to look out the window. The sun was shining brightly, and the sky was high and the clouds were light. But it was as if he could see through the azure sky and into the distance—the boundless darkness, and the starlight twinkling within it.

"Prepare for the test voyage," he said softly, his voice calm, yet it instantly silenced the entire command hall. "Let's go see what lies hidden on the other side of the starry sea."

A year and a half of silence, all for this moment of departure.

The light-speed warship stood silently in the sunlight, like humanity's first reply to the vast universe. And that invitation from the unknown was still on its way, drawing ever closer.

This time, they will respond at the speed of light.