Siheyuan: At the beginning, I can integrate everything!

"Bang!"

The loud noise made the celadon teacups on the table jump, and the lids clinked together with a crisp sound.

The high-ranking leader suddenly stood up.

He clutched in his hand the "Top Secret: Actual Test Report on New Three-Millimeter Bulletproof Alloy Steel" that Lin Zhentian had delivered overnight.

He was so excited that his breathing became heavier.

"This...this is simply a revolutionary weapon that will change the landscape of national defense!"

The top leader paced back and forth in his spacious office, his eyes gleaming with an unprecedented fervor.

As one of the top leaders in charge of national industry and construction.

He knew all too well the terrifying strategic value contained within this seemingly insignificant steel plate.

"At only three millimeters thick and weighing less than one-fifth of ordinary steel, it can perfectly defend against continuous close-range rifle fire!"

The top leader muttered to himself, each time he read out a piece of data, it felt like a heavy hammer had struck his heart.

"If we can mass-produce this material and equip it on our tanks and armored vehicles."

"They even made it into individual body armor, so that every soldier going into battle could wear it..."

The top leader took a deep breath, and his eyes even reddened slightly.

"Then our army will become an invincible force, impervious to swords and spears!"

"Those soldiers who built the Great Wall with their flesh and blood on the border, in the freezing cold, could have saved so much blood!"

The higher-ups became increasingly excited as they thought about it. They stopped and turned to look at Secretary Song, who had been standing respectfully to the side.

"Little Song!"

"The developer of this steel plate is really that five-and-a-half-year-old child mentioned in Lin Zhentian's report?!"

Although the leader tried his best to suppress his voice, it still trembled with disbelief.

Secretary Song adjusted his gold-rimmed glasses and nodded solemnly.

"Big Boss, it's absolutely true."

"Commander Lin personally supervised the test at the firing range. That steel plate was 'cooked' by Zhang Huaimin in front of Captain Chen Bing in a simple crucible."

Secretary Song paused, his tone becoming even more respectful.

"And that's not the only surprise he brought."

"Oh? What else?" The big boss's eyes lit up, and he asked impatiently.

Secretary Song took out another top-secret file from his briefcase, stamped with the seal of the Bureau of Secrecy, and handed it to the top leader with both hands.

"Please take a look at this first. It details the whole story of the treason case involving Deputy Director Li of the Hongxing Steel Rolling Mill."

The senior leader took the file, frowned slightly, and quickly began to flip through it.

As he read on, the look of shock on his face grew deeper.

In the end, he even gasped.

"This Li Lixin... he actually colluded with foreign agents, attempting to blow up a classified laboratory and steal military blueprints?!"

"This is absolutely outrageous! They deserve to die!"

The top leader was furious, but then his gaze fell on the last few pages of the file.

"etc……"

"It says here that Li Lixin's transaction with the agent was witnessed by all the factory workers?"

"And it was projected from hundreds of meters above the factory grounds, using a 3D holographic image?!"

The senior leader looked up, staring at Secretary Song with a look of utter astonishment.

"This...how is this possible?"

"Did we secretly deploy some top-level surveillance equipment in the steel rolling mill? How come I didn't know?"

Secretary Song gave a wry smile and shook his head.

"The big boss, that's the most incredible thing about him."

"Based on Captain Chen Bing's report, and the subsequent survey by experts from the Security Bureau."

"The ultra-high-definition giant projection that appeared over the steel rolling mill at that time was not produced by any known physical device."

Secretary Song took a deep breath, her tone filled with a kind of fervent enthusiasm as if she were witnessing a miracle.

"It has no light source emitter and no projection screen."

"It's like a mirage appearing out of thin air, extremely clear, and even the sound can be played in a surround sound without any blind spots!"

"And all of this..."

Secretary Song swallowed hard, her voice trembling.

"It was all orchestrated by that five-and-a-half-year-old Zhang Huaimin in a secret laboratory, using some kind of 'hyperdimensional technology' that we can't understand!"

boom!

The top leader felt as if an atomic bomb had exploded in his mind.

Blank.

Repairing Sulian's core machine tool in three minutes.

A miniature silent generator with a hand-operated efficiency of up to 98%.

They have developed a revolutionary nano-bulletproof alloy steel.

Now, they've actually come up with this "3D holographic skynet projection" that even science fiction wouldn't dare to describe?!

Any one of these things could put a country ahead of the world in a certain field for fifty years!

And now, these god-like technologies are enough to change the world order.

They were all made by a Chinese child who is only five and a half years old!

The top leader stood there, stunned, unable to recover for a long time.

He has seen countless geniuses and countless storms.

But today, his proud cognitive system has been completely shattered by this five-year-old child named Zhang Huaimin!

"Okay! Okay! Okay!"

After a long silence.

The top leader suddenly burst into an extremely hearty and deafening laugh.

He pounded on the top-secret file, his face flushed with excitement.

"What an exceptionally intelligent Chinese prodigy!"

"What a magnificent technological backbone of a great nation!"

The top leader turned around, strode to his desk, and picked up the red secure telephone.

"Get Lin Zhentian here!"

The call was answered quickly.

"Old Lin! You old rascal, you've really done a tremendous service to the country this time!"

The leader's hearty laughter was transmitted over the radio waves.

On the other end of the phone, Lin Zhentian also burst into laughter.

"Big Boss, I told you! That kid's a genius! I've really struck gold this time, I've even adopted him as my godson!"

"You old scoundrel, you sure know how to take advantage!"

The top leader chuckled and cursed, then his tone became extremely serious.

"Old Lin, listen up."

"Raise Zhang Huaimin's protection level to another level!"

"Not only the classified laboratory, but the entire alley and courtyard where he lives must be under constant, covert surveillance!"

"We absolutely cannot allow anyone, any force, to threaten even a hair on his head!"

"Don't worry, big boss! Anyone who dares to touch my grandson, I, Lin Zhentian, will be the first to kill him!" Lin Zhentian patted his chest and guaranteed over the phone.

After hanging up the phone, the senior leader took a deep breath to calm his excited emotions.

He turned his head and stared intently at Secretary Song.

"Little Song!"

"Here!" Secretary Song replied, standing at attention.

"Immediately notify the convoy to prepare the vehicles!"

The leader's eyes gleamed with undisguised anticipation.

"I want to go to Nanluoguxiang myself!"

"I want to go to the Red Star Courtyard in person to meet this unparalleled national treasure of China!"

Secretary Song was greatly shocked upon hearing this.

A high-ranking leader personally visits a five-year-old child?

This is unprecedented since the founding of the nation!

What an honor, what a prestigious position!

"Yes! I'll arrange it right away!"

Secretary Song dared not delay and quickly turned and walked out of the office.

Night falls.

In the ministry compound, a black, extended Hongqi sedan was polished until it was spotless and gleaming, thanks to the driver's overnight cleaning.

This vehicle, representing the highest power in the country, is quietly awaiting its departure tomorrow.

At this time.

A few kilometers away, in that dilapidated Red Star courtyard house.

The cold wind howled and snowflakes danced in the air.

The Jia family in the middle courtyard and the Yi Zhonghai family in the front courtyard were still shrouded in gloom and despair.

"Old Yi, I can't live like this anymore!"

An elderly woman, wrapped in a tattered cotton-padded coat, sat on the cold edge of the kang (a heated brick bed) wiping away tears.

"You've been demoted to a level two worker, and your salary has been cut by more than half. In the dead of winter, you have to be very careful with the money you spend on even two honeycomb briquettes."

Yi Zhonghai's face was dark, and he was trembling with anger as he held half a cold, hard cornbread in his hand.

"Stop crying! It's all because of that little bastard Zhang Huaimin!"

"When I get the chance, I'll definitely kill him!"

Qin Huairu next door was also worried about tomorrow's food rations. Looking at Xiao Dang and Huaihua, who were crying from hunger, her eyes were full of resentment.

These people are still scheming and arguing with each other over a few honeycomb briquettes and half a pound of cornmeal.

Their narrow-minded vision can only ever see the small plot of land that is the courtyard house.

They had no idea.

Tomorrow morning, when the first rays of sunlight shine into Nanluoguxiang...

What kind of important person is about to visit this small courtyard house!