I started with a ship full of max-level veterans, and I'm just a complete noob.

Jiang Ming carefully put away the report, then turned to Da Liu to explain the sample sealing requirements, his voice as clear as when he was handling process issues.

"The first six were placed in a shockproof box and photographed and registered before temperature cycling. The seventh to twelfth were left at the Institute of Physics. The test fixtures and tubes were numbered separately, and anyone who adjusted the bias had to sign in the record column."

Da Liu nodded, holding the device box. Wang Shouwu then asked Xie Xide to put the surface state spectral lines and high-frequency test results into the same envelope. Lao Sun walked to the constant temperature chamber and unplugged the soldering iron. The laboratory gradually returned to its final state.

Jiang Ming stood by the table, seemingly listening to each arrangement, but his consciousness was drawn to another space by that prompt.

The golden scroll unfolded in the dim depths of consciousness, and the fifth name card slot lit up with a blue light. The three characters "Wang Shouwu" landed in the center of the page, with thick strokes and fine ripples spreading around them. The ripples passed through the nodes of regional purification, crystal growth, and dual diffusion processes, extending deeper along the lineage of mentorship.

Jiang Ming had already experienced the unfolding of academic trends after the inclusion of famous calligraphic works, but he was still overwhelmed by the sheer scale of the event.

The semiconductor physics represented by Wang Shouwu did not stop at the device manufacturing level. The blue ripples passed through the theoretical nodes of solid-state physics and continued to extend to the early quantum research group in Europe, and then broke open a wide light gate.

After the light gate, formulas, manuscripts, and experimental records flashed by one after another.

Heisenberg's derivation of the uncertainty principle stopped halfway through a page, with a few corrections next to the ink stains. A fragment of Schrödinger's wave equation was unfolded on the other side, with symbols representing boundary conditions pressed against the edges. Bohr's model of atomic structure emerged from the light, with extranuclear orbitals and energy level transitions overlapping each other.

Jiang Ming did not attempt to identify each piece individually. He knew that the content flooding his consciousness at this moment far exceeded a single technical issue. If he were to forcefully grasp all the knowledge item by item, his actions and words in reality would reveal flaws.

He divided his attention into two layers: one layer remained in the laboratory, continuing to listen to Liu's report on the sealing and numbering, and the other layer converged downwards along the quantum path, pressing the first emerging electron transitions, barrier tunneling, and band structure into the depths of his memory.

"Engineer Jiang, box number six needs to be delivered to the factory. Should the envelope say 'Institute of Physics' or '502'?"

Liu's voice came from reality.

"Write a sample for joint research and development. The main number should follow the Institute of Physics, and the sub-number should follow the 502 test line. Keep one copy for each side during handover."

After Jiang Ming finished answering, the portal in his consciousness space was fully opened.

Layer upon layer of knowledge unfolds along the blue ripples. The defect energy levels, carrier transport, PN junction depletion region, and barrier changes in semiconductor materials gradually form an interlocking structure. In the past, he relied on engineering experience to judge the relationship between junction depth, junction capacitance, and high-frequency response. Now, he can see from a deeper level the restrictions that electrons are placed in the junction region and how different process deviations change the response boundary of the device.

This knowledge didn't help him complete any process cards, but it enabled him to quickly distinguish whether the problem stemmed from material defects, interface states, packaging parasitic parameters, or the test circuit itself when faced with curve changes.

A new prompt appears above the scroll.

[Wang Shouwu's name card has been entered.]

[The academic context of quantum mechanics and semiconductor physics begins.]

[Access to trace back ten generations of Jinshi (successful candidates in the highest imperial examinations) has been granted.]

[Daily psychic summoning quota increased twice.]

Upon seeing the change in the quota, Jiang Ming immediately turned his attention back to reality. He checked the prompts according to the existing rules and confirmed that the new quota was a daily refresh resource, not a one-time reward. Only then did he allow his consciousness to exit the scroll space.

In reality, only a short time had passed. Wang Shouwu was checking the seals on the envelope, Xie Xide was putting the last page of the spectrum into a file bag, Da Liu was putting the device box into a shockproof wooden box, and Lao Sun was bending down to check if the soldering iron plug was completely unplugged.

Jiang Ming looked at the No. 9 silicon tube on the table. It had just reached 812 MHz on the oscilloscope. Now it lay quietly in the foam tank, its silver pins reflecting a narrow ray of light under the lamp.

In the past, he could infer device performance from the macroscopic process chain. Now, that chain has an additional microscopic structure in his mind. The probability change of electrons crossing the potential barrier, the trapping effect caused by interface defects, and the influence of high-frequency fields on carrier movement are all included in the same cognitive map.

Jiang Ming reached out and picked up tube number nine, then turned to Xie Xide.

"In the surface state spectrum, the bends near the high-frequency end should be marked in a separate column. We will focus on tracking this change when performing temperature cycling later."

Xie Xide opened the notebook. "You figured that out from the curve just now?"

"Let's proceed with the verifiable hypothesis first, and then decide what to do after the test results are available."

Jiang Ming put the device back into the box and didn't tell anyone about the knowledge he had just gained in his consciousness space. The people in the laboratory only saw him staring at the details even after breaking through 800 trillion, which they thought was the usual caution of the project leader.

Old Sun picked up the canvas tool bag and confirmed that all the tools were in their proper places.

"Jiang, we need to arrange for someone to be on duty to monitor the impact aging process in the factory. After the six tubes are put into the furnace, we need to keep an eye on the temperature circulation for at least the first two cycles."

"Let Fang Xudong take over the numbering, Da Liu be in charge of testing, and Lao Sun be in charge of power supply and furnace temperature. The handover form should be double-checked."

Jiang Ming put on his work clothes and handed one copy of the report to Wang Shouwu for safekeeping, while Xie Xide put the other copy into the filing cabinet. Then he led the group of 502 people out of the laboratory.

Wang Shouwu stood at the door to see them off, still clutching the author's signature form in his hand. His gaze followed Jiang Ming's retreating figure until the footsteps in the corridor faded into the distance, at which point he checked the author's section again.

When Jiang Ming came downstairs, the darkness of night had already enveloped the eaves of the factory area. The rain-soaked road reflected the streetlights, and the puddles were etched with thin ripples by the tires of passing vehicles.

Da Liu held the shockproof wooden box to his chest, Lao Sun was in charge of the other tool bag, Jiang Ming walked between the two, and Comrade Song came from the side of the jeep. He first checked the seal and the number of the wooden box, and then opened the back door.

"Put your things at your feet, don't mix them with ordinary tools."

Comrade Song said.

"The sample will be handed over as a Grade A sample and then unsealed at the factory."

Jiang Ming got into the car and waited for Da Liu and Lao Sun to get in. He flattened the research report in his inner pocket. The quantum light gate deep in his mind was still slowly rotating, leading to a deeper theoretical level.

The jeep drove out of the physics institute's gate, its tires running over the puddles, the sound of water trailing behind the vehicle.

No one in the carriage knew that the newly completed 800-megawatt silicon transistor had opened up an academic path for Jiang Ming to the field of quantum electronics. He couldn't yet determine whether this path would first change the device manufacturing process or run into a mission with a higher level of secrecy.