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"What I'm about to show you might keep some of you up at night."

Li Yichen raised the transparent anti-static box two inches higher. A spotlight shone on it, refracting a crystalline texture.

"Future technology doesn't create junk." He spoke into the microphone, enunciating each word heavily, his words carrying throughout the multi-functional hall. "This chip doesn't use the conventional architecture found in the market."

Thousands of people in the audience craned their necks.

"It is a two-nanometer photonic current-carrying chip!"

Two nanometers.

Photon current carrying.

The combination of these two words was like dropping a nuclear bomb on the venue.

The CEO of Dawei Company in the front row suddenly jumped up from his chair. His knee slammed heavily against the solid wood back of the chair in front of him, but he didn't even feel the pain. He stared intently at the small box on the stage, his chest heaving violently, and his tie trembling.

"Two nanometers?!" CEO David grabbed the arm of the SMIC representative next to him with astonishing force. "Old Liu, did you hear that? He said two nanometers!"

SMIC's representative, Liu, stared wide-eyed, speechless for a long time. "How is this possible? The world's top laboratories are still struggling with the yield rate of 3nm, and ASML's extreme ultraviolet lithography machine can't even mass-produce 2nm. He's just pulling out 2nm for mass production?"

"Who cares how they did it! As long as it's real, our Great Xia's technology can crush the West!" CEO Dawei stared intently at the transparent box on the stage.

The entire venue erupted in cheers. A deafening roar, as loud as if the roof had been lifted, filled the sky.

Foreign journalists, holding cameras, roared wildly into the lenses in various languages.

"Daxia Enterprises announces breakthrough in two-nanometer technology!"

"The photonic current-carrying architecture makes its debut!"

The live stream chat froze instantly, and a few seconds later, the screen was completely filled with exclamation marks.

"Holy crap, holy crap, holy crap! Two nanometers!"

"The end of silicon-based chips is here!"

"Boss Li is going to completely overturn the table in the Western technology industry!"

Li Yichen raised his hand and pressed it down.

"Let me explain briefly." He placed the anti-static box on the podium. "This two-nanometer commercial version has enough single-core computing power to easily outperform all current flagship chips on the market. That's not important."

He paused for a moment, his gaze sweeping over the foreign representatives in the VIP seats.

"Most importantly, it absolutely does not generate heat."

Absolute silence.

The thousands of people in the audience fell silent instantly.

Absolutely no heat generation?

"absurd!"

In the VIP section, Johnson & Johnson Medical's Greater China President, Smith, couldn't sit still any longer. He snatched the microphone from a reporter next to him, stood up straight, and shouted at the stage.

"Mr. Li! There's a limit to bragging!" Veins bulged on Smith's neck as he pointed at the transparent box on the stage. "It defies the laws of physics—it doesn't generate heat? You Chinese from Great Xia just love using PowerPoint presentations to fabricate stories!"

He turned to the surrounding media and loudly mocked, "Semiconductors inevitably generate heat during operation, and electrons moving within silicon channels create resistance—this is common knowledge even a middle school student understands! Who are you trying to fool with a piece of glass!"

Several foreign representatives nearby echoed this sentiment.

"Exactly! Without a cooling system, the chip will burn out in a second!"

"This is absolutely a scam!"

Li Yichen looked at Smith and burst out laughing.

"Mr. Smith, PowerPoint presentations are an old tradition of yours." Li Yichen said, one hand in his pocket, leaning slightly forward. "We Chinese of Great Xia prefer to prove people wrong with facts."

Smith gritted his teeth, pointing at Li Yichen. "Your Great Xia's semiconductor industry is thirty years behind the West! You can't even buy extreme ultraviolet lithography machines, how are you going to manufacture two nanometers? With your mouths?"

Li Yichen retorted calmly, "Extreme ultraviolet lithography machine? That kind of outdated stuff is beneath our future technology long ago."

Smith trembled with rage at those words. "Arrogant! Ignorant! You are insulting the entire field of semiconductor science!"

Li Yichen pointed his index finger at the audience below the stage.

"Since you don't believe me, why don't you bring out your latest top-of-the-line AI computing power server and run a benchmark test right here?"

Smith sneered repeatedly. "Running away, huh? You really think you can fool everyone?"

He turned and gestured to his assistant behind him. "Go! Bring up our AI supercomputer, equipped with the latest flagship chip! Let this Great Xia man see what real computing power is!"

Li Yichen turned to look at the side platform. "Feng Yue, bring our test machine up here."

Feng Yue, wearing high heels, quickly walked onto the stage pushing a medical stainless steel cart.

There was a temporarily modified transparent computer case on the vehicle.

There's no fan. There are no water cooling pipes. There aren't even any heatsink fins.

It's just a motherboard with a photonic current-carrying chip inserted in the middle.

Smith's men also laboriously carried up a black supercomputer that was about half a person's height. The side of the chassis was covered with densely packed ventilation holes.

Two machines were placed side by side in the center of the stage.

"Connect to the big screen." Li Yichen snapped his fingers.

The 100-inch ultra-high-definition screen at the back of the stage instantly split in two. On the left was Smith's supercomputer, and on the right was Future Technology's test machine.

"To make it more visually clear for everyone," Li Yichen said, walking around the two machines with a microphone in hand. "Activate thermal imaging mode. Live broadcast of the debunking across the entire internet. Don't blink, the moment of witnessing a miracle has arrived."

On the large screen, the benchmarking software for both hosts started simultaneously. The images were overlaid with an infrared thermal imaging filter.

"Maximize the computing power load," Li Yichen ordered.

boom.

Smith's black supercomputer instantly roared to life. Eight high-speed cooling fans started up simultaneously, the noise drowning out the conversation of the reporters in the front row.

The heat waves coming out of the air vents were so intense that even people sitting in the front row could feel them.

On the left side of the large screen, the benchmark scores were struggling to climb up by tens of thousands.

In the thermal imaging, the area where the chip is located quickly turns yellow, then orange.

In less than half a minute, that area turned a deep purple-red.

The reporters in the front row could even smell a faint burnt smell.

"The temperature is soaring too fast! It's almost at the warning level!" a knowledgeable technician in the audience shouted.

On the other hand, look at the right side.

There was not a sound inside the transparent chassis of the future technology.

There was no fan whirring, and no coolant flowing.

But the benchmark scores on the screen were crazy.

100,000. 500,000. 3 million. 10 million.

The speed at which the numbers jumped was too fast for the naked eye to see. It was miles ahead of Smith's mainframe.

The live stream chat was flooded with comments.

"Holy crap! This computing power increase is outrageous!"

"This isn't benchmarking, it's flying!"

"Smith's mainframe is about to smoke, hahaha!"

Even more terrifying are the thermal images.

With computing power at full capacity and benchmark scores soaring, the area where the photonic chip is located appears as a pure deep blue.

It represents low temperature.

The room temperature is 22 degrees Celsius. The wafer temperature is 22.1 degrees Celsius.

It was so quiet that it didn't even show any electrical response.

"This is impossible!" Smith's eyes widened as he stared intently at the dark blue area on the big screen.

Two minutes passed.

The fan on Smith's computer was running at its maximum speed. The case was so hot you could fry an egg on it. In the thermal imaging, that area had turned a glaringly bright white.

three minutes.

boom.

A muffled thud came from inside the black chassis.

Immediately afterwards, a plume of black smoke billowed out from the heat dissipation vents. The fan emitted two ear-piercing screeching sounds and then completely stalled and stopped working.

The benchmark screen on the left side of the large screen went black instantly.

Overload caused it to burn out.

Meanwhile, the photonic chip testing machine on the right has a benchmark score that is astronomical.

Our computing power is fifteen times that of the other party.

Temperature: 22.1 degrees Celsius.

The thousands of people in the audience watched the comparison on the big screen in complete silence. Even their breaths seemed to stop.

Ironclad evidence.

Li Yichen walked to the transparent case and tapped the acrylic shell twice with his fingers. Tap tap.

"Did you see that?" he said clearly into the microphone. "The pain point of AI computing power's high heat output has been completely eliminated today in Shanghai by future technology."

The audience remained silent. Everyone was processing the weight of those words.

"Mobile phones, computers, supercomputers." Li Yichen surveyed the room. "Once we replace it with this, the term 'heat sink' can be swept into the dustbin of history."

The CEO of Dawei Company stood in the front row, trembling all over. His eyes were red-rimmed, and his hands gripped the back of the chair in front of him tightly.

He knew all too well what this meant.

The humiliation of being held hostage by the West for decades has been completely shattered at this moment.

No lithography machine? No, it's not needed.

The physical limits of silicon-based wafers? To hell with that.

DaXia has not only overtaken its competitors in the chip industry by taking a shortcut, but it has directly switched to a space-based racetrack!

"Old Liu, we've made it through!" CEO Dawei turned to look at the SMIC representative, tears welling up in his eyes.

"Cheating!"

Smith completely broke down. He kicked over the chair in front of him and pointed at Li Yichen on the stage, yelling, "This is absolutely a smokescreen! There must be a miniature liquid nitrogen cooling device hidden inside! There's no way there's a chip that doesn't heat up!"

He turned and roared at the foreign bodyguards behind him, "Get up there! Open it up and check it! Smash that fake box!"

Upon hearing this, several burly foreign bodyguards shoved aside the reporters blocking their way, roughly pushed through the crowd, and stormed aggressively toward the stage.

The lead black bodyguard was 1.9 meters tall, his muscles bulging as he shoved aside a female reporter who was blocking his way, causing her to gasp and fall to the ground.

"Get out of my way!" the black bodyguard roared in broken Chinese as he strode up the stage steps.

Two other white bodyguards followed closely behind, reaching out to grab the transparent testing machine.

"What are you doing! Don't push!"

"Security! Stop them!"

Chaos erupted instantly. Reporters screamed and scattered to both sides, and several camera tripods were overturned.

Those bodyguards were all retired mercenaries, with strong physiques. Ordinary security personnel were blocked on the outside of the crowd and couldn't squeeze through in a short time.

"Stop them! Protect Mr. Li!" the security captain shouted into the walkie-talkie.

But it was too late.

Three foreign bodyguards have rushed onto the stage.

Ji Yanran and Feng Yue were standing to the side of the stage. They were shocked and instinctively moved in front of the testing machine to block it.

"What are you doing! This is Great Xia, you can't run wild here!" Ji Yanran opened her arms.

The black bodyguard ignored her completely and reached out to push Ji Yanran.

"Boss, watch out!" Feng Yue shouted, trying to pull Li Yichen away.

Li Yichen stood still, not taking a single step back.

He looked at the bodyguards with fierce faces who rushed up the steps.

His face twitched slightly, revealing a cold, extremely amused smile.