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

The universe has bestowed upon humanity in the solar system three great rewards.

These three technologies represent areas that humanity has not yet mastered.

A directional wormhole can instantly traverse the endless starry sky.

The Star Compression Weapon can easily destroy half a galaxy.

A warship traveling at a speed a thousand times faster than light can roam freely in the universe.

Each of these is enough to elevate human civilization to a new level.

Each of these is a crucial trump card in the face of future space wars.

What's even more precious is that this gift comes from the universe itself.

Complete technical information was directly transmitted to the minds of experts in each relevant field.

No need to explore or make mistakes.

All you need to do is understand, digest, and find the right materials.

That would allow us to perfectly manufacture these three technologies.

Lin Feng immediately issued the order.

"Go all out to research three technologies."

"All resources were mobilized, and all experts were brought together."

"We must master it all within three years."

"yes!"

Once the order was given, the entire solar system sprang into action.

Physicists are studying the principles behind directional wormholes.

Energy experts analyze the structure of the star compression weapon.

Materials scientists are searching for materials that can withstand speeds a thousand times faster than light.

Everyone understood that time was of the essence.

Only three years.

Three years from now, humanity will face an unknown enemy.

Every second must be raced.

Lin Feng also personally participated in the research.

He entered the system simulation space and, using the endless time, repeatedly analyzed every detail of the three technologies.

Stability of directional wormholes.

Compression ratio of the stellar compression weapon.

Energy consumption of a warship traveling at a thousand times the speed of light.

He calculated, optimized, and perfected it again and again.

What happens in the outside world is like several years in the system space.

He wanted to ensure that these three technologies could be transformed into real combat power in the shortest possible time.

However, just as the research was in full swing...

The assistant quickly found him.

"President Lin, the space exploration team has sent back a message."

Lin Feng was taken aback upon hearing this.

Space exploration team?

That was a fleet that was dispatched two years ago.

The mission is to explore uncharted stellar regions surrounding the solar system, searching for potential resources and threats.

After leaving, there was no further news from them.

Now, finally there's news?

"A message came back?" Lin Feng put down the documents in his hand. "What did they send?"

The assistant's expression was somewhat complicated.

"have no idea."

"I don't know?" Lin Feng frowned slightly.

"The language they're using isn't our language," the assistant explained. "It's a completely foreign language. We've never encountered it before, and we have no reference points. We've found a language expert who is trying to decipher it."

Lin Feng's pupils contracted slightly.

Not a human language?

When the space exploration team sets off, it carries human communication equipment.

When sending messages, we should naturally use human language.

unless--

They weren't the ones who sent the message.

Or rather, they are no longer able to use their own language.

Lin Feng's expression turned ugly.

A terrible thought came to mind.

The fleet has encountered an accident.

It has been discovered by an extraterrestrial civilization.

They were captured or destroyed.

This message was sent by the other party.

Is this a test?

Is this a warning?

Or is it a declaration of war?

Whatever it is, it's not good news.

"I understand." Lin Feng took a deep breath, suppressing his unease. "Have the experts decipher it as soon as possible. Contact me immediately after they succeed."

"Yes!" The assistant turned and left.

Lin Feng stood there, silent for a long time.

The fleet dispatched two years ago consisted of ten Kuafu warships.

Five hundred black warriors, three thousand crew members.

They are all the elites of humanity, all warriors of humanity.

If something really happens...

He dared not think any further.

But now, there's nothing he can do.

a.

Awaiting the decoding results.

Waiting to find out what the other person said.

Then, make a decision.

"I hope... you're still alive."

Lin Feng muttered to himself and turned to walk towards the research room.

The most important things right now are still three technologies.

Targeted wormholes, stellar compression weapons, and warships traveling at a thousand times the speed of light.

Only by mastering these skills can we be capable of carrying out rescue operations.

Only by becoming stronger can we face unknown enemies.

Everyone in the lab was busy.

Complex formulas and graphics flashed continuously on the huge holographic projection.

That's a structural diagram of a directional wormhole.

Lin Feng walked over and looked at the familiar data.

"How's the progress?"

He asked.

The expert in charge looked up, his eyes filled with excitement.

"Mr. Lin, the progress is going very smoothly."

"The technology bestowed by the universe is so complete that every detail is crystal clear."

"We just need to find the right materials to start construction."

Lin Feng nodded.

"What about the materials?"

"We're currently screening them." The expert pointed to another screen. "We've found several candidate materials and are testing their stability. We should be able to finalize the solution within a month at most."

"Okay." Lin Feng patted him on the shoulder. "Speed ​​up. We might need to use it as soon as possible."

The expert paused for a moment, but didn't ask why.

"yes!"

Lin Feng then arrived at another area.

They are researching stellar compression weapons here.

A huge energy sphere floated in mid-air, surrounded by a dense array of instruments constantly scanning it.

"How stable is it?"

Lin Feng asked.

"According to current calculations, the compression ratio can reach 90% of the theoretical value," the person in charge said excitedly. "Once it's completed, one shot will reduce half a galaxy to nothingness."

A glint of light flashed in Lin Feng's eyes.

Half a galaxy.

That means, if the enemy attacks.

One shot would be enough to kill them all.

Keep up the good work.

He turned and left.

Finally, there is the area with warships traveling at a thousand times the speed of light.

This is the busiest place.

Because warships involve the most materials and have the most complex structures.

It must not only withstand impacts at speeds a thousand times faster than light, but also ensure the safety of the people inside the ship.

"Have you found the outer shell material?"

Lin Feng asked.

"Found it." The person in charge pointed to a silvery-white metal on the screen. "This material can withstand spatial friction at a speed of a thousand times the speed of light. We have already started small-scale trial production and will soon be able to build the first prototype ship."

Lin Feng nodded in satisfaction.

All three technologies are progressing smoothly.

It should be completed in six months at most.

But can time really wait?

He recalled that mysterious message.

I think of that unknown language.

I thought of the fleet that might have already been destroyed.

A vague unease crept into my heart.

Just then, the assistant rushed over again.

"President Lin!"

His voice was filled with barely suppressed tension.

"Has it been deciphered?"

Lin Feng immediately asked.

"We've cracked it." The assistant took a deep breath. "But..."

"But what?"

"The content... is very bad."

Lin Feng's heart sank suddenly.

"explain."