Genius is just the threshold for me!

Ding-dong-

The email was sent in about five minutes.

A new email arrived, and less than ten seconds later, a message popped up on my phone.

【001】：312, the new password sequence, you give me a plan and let Jiao You follow up.

【56】: Okay.

Lin Dong replied to the message, opened the email attachment, and immediately a preliminary design drawing and more detailed scheme parameters popped up.

"These data... really do indicate a hypersonic anti-ship cruise missile, but the fuel space and cost control are a bit demanding, though it's acceptable."

Looking at the fuel space and cost requirements, Lin Dong quickly came up with a solution after a few seconds of thought.

It still uses the solid fuel scheme of the previous YJ-19.

However, the entire engine needs to be more aggressive, and the range is estimated to be increased by another 200 kilometers. At the same time, the terminal phase is expected to reach Mach 13 or even Mach 14.

"Missile engines are simple; one is that they are small engines, and the other is that lifespan is not a concern."

With a range of 1500 kilometers, plus another 200 kilometers, that's 1700 kilometers. At a cruising speed of Mach 5-8, it only takes fifteen minutes to reach the target.

This way, as long as the engine can last for 20 minutes, and considering redundancy, its lifespan will be at most 30 minutes. The material requirements can be reduced by several levels...

Lin Dong muttered something to himself, found the blueprints for the super-powerful engine of the Hot No. 4, and his ten fingers danced across the keyboard, quickly modifying some of the designs and turning them into a dual-engine linkage scheme.

The entire plan was revised in just half an hour.

Lin Dong picked up the water glass next to him, took a sip of water, uploaded the new drawings to his email, and then sent them to Jiao You along with the initial email from AVIC Science & Technology.

Compared to aircraft engines of similar technology, missile engines are several orders of magnitude less difficult to develop.

After all, missiles are gone forever, and their lifespan is less than an hour.

Fighter jets have to fly over and come back; you can't even dream of one without a lifespan of at least 300 hours.

For missiles with such low lifespan requirements, a conventional high-temperature nickel-based alloy, plus a carbon/carbon composite material as a protective layer, is sufficient to withstand short-term bursts of thermal shock.

Ring ring—

The email had just been sent.

Suddenly, the secure cell phone next to me rang.

Lin Dong picked up his phone, glanced at it, and answered the call, "Uncle Jiao, what's up?"

"Teacher Xiaodong, how should I handle this cross-departmental matter?"

Jiao You said with a somewhat bewildered tone, "I haven't fully mastered this super-powerful engine yet..."

Jiao You had been at Chengdu Aircraft Industry Group (CAC) for some time and knew that apart from CAC's daily affairs, most of Wang Xingguo's emails were managed by Lin Dong, and these emails were all sent by Lin Dong.

"Well!

I don't know the specifics; my godfather handled it all before..."

Lin Dong paused for a moment, then opened the email and added a four-page list of information: "I've already come up with the specific framework of the plan. Uncle Jiao hasn't mastered the super-combustion technology yet, so I'll give you a corresponding list."

"Damn Wang Xingguo, I'm going to complain to his wife..."

Upon hearing this, Jiao You immediately understood that Wang Xingguo was secretly plotting something and had quietly slipped the matter to him.

He cursed as he saw the email from Lin Dong, said "Teacher Xiao Dong received this," and hung up the phone, preparing to settle accounts with Wang Xingguo.

"..."

Lin Dong shook his head as he listened to the busy tone on the phone. The two chief engineers from Chengdu Aircraft Industry Group and 624 were really quite competitive.

"dad."

At this moment, Lin Dong, having finished his work, thought of something, opened a parameter table for Xingdong Company's AI chip, and turned to look at Lin Weiliang, who was busy on the other side of the study.

"What's wrong?" Lin Weiliang was sitting in front of the computer, calculating some data with pen and paper, when he heard Lin Dong's voice and looked up.

"My uncle, once the chips are optimized for another generation, please get me a batch of AI chips."

Lin Dong briefly explained the situation.

Since the successful tape-out, Xingdong Company's AI chip orders have been increasing. Last month, after the successful mass production, orders have exploded.

At this point, the only way to get a batch of chips was through back channels.

"What do you need this for?" Lin Wei asked curiously. "The Red Ghost project, is it going to start physical chip production so soon?"

Because of its loyal wingman function, the Red Ghost bomber's main control system also requires an AI chip.

However, the plan has only been finalized for a short time, and the overall design has not yet been completed, so it is obviously not going to reach this stage so quickly.

"Play."

Lin Dong answered succinctly, "I'm planning to upgrade Hot Spicy and make a flying pet robot for Qingling... but not now, let's wait until the chip is optimized for another generation."

In his opinion, the performance of current AI chips is acceptable.

However, energy efficiency is still at a second-rate international level because domestically produced lithography machines and chip manufacturing processes are still in the domestic second tier.

Its overall energy efficiency is at the level of a power hog, making it only suitable for stationary AI training machines and not for portable intelligent machinery.

In response to this issue, Lin Weiliang also conveyed Hsing Tung Company's opinion that they wanted to find TSMC to manufacture the products, but Lin Dong simply replied that it was about cultivating the supply chain and then rejected the idea.

After all, Xingdong Company is currently the only company in the world that has completed the development of AI chips. Why not take advantage of our unique position now and drive the development of the entire domestic chip industry chain?

Once other countries achieve breakthroughs in AI chip development, it will be almost impossible to drive progress in the future.

To ensure its chip competitiveness, Hsing Tung Company will have no choice but to keep up with the manufacturing process and adopt TSMC's most advanced manufacturing technology.

"..."

After hearing Lin Dong's idea, Lin Weiliang's eyes twitched, and he said helplessly, "If you're going to do it, then do more together. Give one to every classmate or friend in the neighborhood who is your age, otherwise it will be difficult for your father."

Although Lin Dong did not say it explicitly.

But obviously, this pet robot will end up hanging on his head, just like the Wangcai mechanical dog.

The last time, the mechanical dog that looked like a gift was made and given to him by his other colleagues in the neighborhood.

Some close colleagues joked that he was afraid his daughter-in-law would run away and he wouldn't be able to find a wife when he grew up, which left him speechless.

If he adds another pet robot now, he'll truly be unable to defend himself.

"Alright."

Knowing that Comrade Lin Weiliang was rather honest and would find it difficult to deal with such everyday gossip, Lin Dong didn't object and said, "We'll make different colors and slightly modify the design, and give one to everyone."

"That's no problem. I saw the report on the next-generation chip last week. It should be ready for small-batch production by winter break, and then officially announced next year."

Lin Weiliang breathed a sigh of relief when he heard Lin Dong agree.

He's gotten used to handling technical matters after taking on so many jobs over the years.

After all, they are the result of sacrificing most of their holidays and rest time with their "real skills and knowledge," and have put in a lot of effort, so they naturally speak with confidence.

But this kind of gift-giving out of fear that his daughter-in-law would run away was not his intention, nor had he ever done it before, so he was really not used to dealing with it...

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Time flies, and more than two months have passed in the blink of an eye.

Since New Year's Day, the temperature has been getting colder and colder, and the winter vacation is getting closer and closer.

A window seat at a restaurant outside the Chang'an campus of Northwestern Polytechnical University.

Wang Rui was eating spicy hot pot with a stylish, youthful, and beautiful female college student.

"Rui Rui, my best friend from high school, recently made several million yuan in two months doing B2B investments, and she said she'd mentor me during winter break..."

Xiao Yutong ate a skewer of spicy hot pot, then seemed to remember something and looked at Wang Rui with curiosity, asking, "Is this B2B business really that profitable?"

"It's not that there's no other way, but you should avoid these gray-area industries. Once you're involved, you can never get rid of it for the rest of your life."

Wang Rui shook his head, his eyes unwavering, and in one sentence, he saw through the essence of the B2B industry.

"I know, I was just asking out of curiosity."

Seeing Wang Rui's determined expression, Xiao Yutong obediently responded, put down the bamboo skewer of spicy hot pot, propped her chin up, looked at Wang Rui with a smile, and asked, "I saw your photos on QQ Space, you were really non-mainstream in middle school, weren't you?"

"Cough cough—"

Wang Rui choked on the chili peppers from the hot pot and said somewhat embarrassedly, "Back then, my mom wasn't home, and my dad didn't have time to take care of me. I was just letting loose during my teenage years."

"So, aren't you Chengdu Aircraft Industry Group's most dazzling star?"

Xiao Yutong didn't seem disgusted; instead, she asked with great interest.

"No, there are a few other people my age in the residential compound who are just as unconventional as me," Wang Rui said with a smile. "But I'm the most handsome."

"Haha, you're so shameless."

Xiao Yutong smiled and naturally replied, "I've seen comments online saying that it's about to become a sci-fi base. Is the place where you grew up really that amazing?"

"It's not that outrageous."

Wang Rui shook his head, not revealing much, and said: "Actually, they are mostly combat mechanical dogs and exoskeleton powered armor."

Because these are not civilian equipment, they cannot be purchased or used outside and are relatively rare, so they look a bit exaggerated.

"Okay, I know this mechanical dog. They sell it in Xi'an too. It's made by Xingdong Company, but they're all civilian models..."

As Xiao Yutong spoke, she put down her hand and touched her phone. She picked up a cooked lamb skewer, carefully took a bite, and the bright red oil stains stuck to her lips, giving off a slight sheen.

Ding-dong-

Just then, the phone on the table vibrated and a message popped up.

"Hmm? My mother's information..."

Xiao Yutong quickly put down the lamb skewers, picked up her phone, and unlocked it to check.

But after just one glance, his expression froze, and he put down his phone in frustration and anger.

"What's wrong?"

Wang Rui noticed Xiao Yutong's reaction and asked curiously, "What did Auntie say?"

"She went on a trip with my dad, saying she wanted to have some alone time... What's that all about? I go on a trip whenever I have a vacation."

Xiao Yutong muttered something in annoyed, then handed her phone to Wang Rui, saying with a mix of frustration and grievance, "Now you're telling me to go home alone."

"this……"

Wang Rui glanced at the message and said with some empathy, "My dad used to be like that too. My mom was busy during the Chinese New Year, so he would leave me alone at home and go find my mom."

"Waaaaah—"

Xiao Yutong whimpered a few times, looking at Wang Rui and asked, "Are you going back to Chengdu for winter break?"

"yes."

Wang Rui nodded: "I didn't go back last year."

"Could you take me with you? I have nowhere to go during the holiday..." Xiao Yutong said hopefully, "I've never been to Chengdu before."

"Would you like to come along?"

Wang Rui paused for a moment, then smiled and said, "You're already eager to meet the parents?"

"What?! I'm not going to stay at your house!"

Xiao Yutong gave a coquettish laugh, then proceeded to explain her plans: "I'll rent a small guesthouse when I get there. You can take me out to play whenever you have time, and we can even see the giant pandas together... I can travel even if my parents leave me alone!"

Wang Rui thought about it subconsciously for a moment.

Seeing that he was still thinking, Xiao Yutong angrily slapped him: "I asked you to take me out for fun during your vacation, and you still have that expression... Fine, I'll reward you later!"

"What reward?" Wang Rui turned his head and asked.

"I'll be back at 10 p.m. tonight, there's still time..."

Xiao Yutong glanced around shyly, then leaned close to Wang Rui's ear and whispered, "Find two movies, and I'll act in them!"

"hiss--"

Wang Rui opened his eyes wide and gasped for breath, suddenly becoming excited.