Siheyuan: At the beginning, I can integrate everything!

The following morning at 9:50.

The lobby of the Future Science and Technology International Convention and Exhibition Center in Zhongguancun.

This place was originally used for large-scale industrial exhibitions, but it has now been temporarily transformed into a press conference venue.

The huge venue was filled with noise, and the atmosphere was oppressive and anxious.

Journalists from hundreds of authoritative science and technology media outlets worldwide, and representatives from foreign conglomerates from various countries.

There are even many Silicon Valley business spies who disguise themselves and blend into the crowd.

Everyone craned their necks, staring at the huge black curtain directly in front of them.

"I heard that the Western alliance issued an embargo last night, refusing to sell even a single silicon wafer to China."

"This futuristic technology is running out of raw materials, and they're still holding a press conference? Are they about to declare bankruptcy?"

Several white men wearing foreign press passes around their necks, speaking in English, loudly mocked them without any restraint.

"I think so too. Although that young man named Zhang Huaimin has some ability, he's just a toothless tiger in the face of absolute raw material blockade."

In a corner, a Silicon Valley spy wearing a baseball cap was quietly fiddling with a miniature camera on his collar, preparing to record this embarrassing moment of "the fall of a Chinese tech giant".

Meanwhile, in the front row, the domestic reporters and several invited senior experts looked worried, their palms sweating.

This concerns not only the survival of a single company, but also the reputation of a major power's technology!

"when--!"

At exactly 10 o'clock, a clear chime suddenly rang out in the hall.

The murmurs in the audience ceased instantly, and hundreds of cameras focused their lenses on the stage.

The lights went out.

A dazzling spotlight suddenly shone on the center of the stage.

There was no host to warm up the audience, and no tedious speeches from leaders.

A tall, slender figure slowly emerged from the shadows behind the stage.

Zhang Huaimin!

He wasn't wearing a traditional Zhongshan suit or Western suit today.

Instead, he was wearing an extremely simple pure black shirt with the cuffs slightly rolled up, and a pair of crisp casual trousers.

At eighteen, he had striking features, with sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, and was exceptionally handsome.

That kind of calm and unhurried confidence, even with a hint of arrogant disdain for the world.

It instantly stunned all the Chinese and foreign media present!

Is this the legendary genius who single-handedly made the entire Western scientific community tremble?!

So young! And so charismatic!

Zhang Huaimin walked to the center of the stage without any speech or microphone in his hand (he had an invisible microphone clipped to his collar).

He glanced around at the various expressions on the faces of the audience.

A faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Welcome, everyone, to Future Technology."

Zhang Huaimin's deep, magnetic voice resonated throughout the entire hall through the top-of-the-line sound system.

"I know that a meeting in Geneva yesterday has raised significant concerns about our company's raw material supply chain."

As he spoke, he casually strolled a couple of steps across the stage.

"Some even asserted that without their 'silicon wafers,' China's technology would immediately revert to the Stone Age."

The foreign journalists in the audience all wore smug, cold smiles.

That's the truth. No matter how stubborn you are now, it's all for nothing if you can't produce anything!

however.

Zhang Huaimin suddenly stopped.

He turned around and snapped his fingers crisply.

"Snapped!"

With that snap of his fingers, the huge black curtain behind Zhang Huaimin lit up instantly!

Without any warm-up, an extremely clear and enormous three-dimensional hologram of microstructure was projected directly onto the screen.

"But I'm standing here today to tell those who are hiding in the corner dreaming of a monopoly."

Zhang Huaimin suddenly turned his head, his eyes like knives, piercing the Western media below the stage.

"The era of silicon is over."

"The era of carbon dioxide has officially begun, with the help of China!"

Before he could finish speaking...

Zhang Huaimin slowly raised his right hand.

He had something between his index finger and thumb.

Under the spotlight.

It was a small square, no bigger than a fingernail and as thin as a cicada's wing.

It lacks the rigid metallic luster of silicon-based wafers.

Instead, it shimmered with a deep, vast, purplish-gold light, like the starry sky!

This light, though faint, seemed to contain some terrifying power capable of devouring everything!

"What is this?!"

"My God! Could that be... a chip? But why is it purple-gold?"

The audience erupted in chaos.

The spies and foreign journalists from Silicon Valley all picked up high-powered binoculars and telephoto lenses, staring intently at the small square in Zhang Huaimin's hand.

Zhang Huaimin gently placed the chip on the holographic projector display stand on the podium.

moment.

On the large screen, a clear image of the chip, magnified thousands of times, appeared.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I am pleased to introduce you to..."

Zhang Huaimin rested his hands on the podium, his gaze disdainful.

"Future Technology Group's world's first all-carbon-based architecture chip, completely independently developed and possessing 100% independent intellectual property rights!"

"Code name: 'Xuanwu No. 1'!"

boom!

An all-carbon-based architecture?!

These words were like ten thousand tons of TNT, detonating directly in the minds of those Western technology representatives and spies!

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"

The editor-in-chief of an American science magazine was so excited that he jumped up from his chair, knocking over the teacup in the process.

"Carbon-based wafers still only exist in theory and science fiction! There's simply no equipment capable of photolithography for carbon nanotubes!"

"You're lying! This is definitely a scam!"

In the early 1980s, when silicon-based nanotechnology was still being explored with great difficulty.

Skip the silicon era and create all-carbon-based chips by hand?

In their view, this is even more absurd than humans immigrating to Mars tomorrow!

Zhang Huaimin gave the hysterical editor-in-chief a cold glance.

"scam?"

Zhang Huaimin pressed a button on the podium.

The images on the large screen switched rapidly, displaying a set of chilling data comparison charts.

"Xuanwu-1 chip".

Zhang Huaimin's voice was completely still, yet it carried an absolute sense of oppression.

"Because it completely abandons the physical limitations of silicon materials, it adopts carbon nanotube electron beam direct writing technology."

"Its transistor density is a thousand times that of the most advanced silicon-based chips currently available in the West!"

"Its power consumption has been reduced by 90%!"

"And its core computing power..."

Zhang Huaimin paused for a moment, the mocking smile on his lips becoming even more pronounced.

"It not only broke all existing global computing power records."

"In fact, the computing power of a single chip the size of a fingernail is more than ten times that of the most advanced supercomputer in Silicon Valley that fills half a room!"

Dead silence.

The entire convention center hall fell into an extremely eerie and suffocating silence.

No one spoke; you couldn't even hear them breathing.

Everyone's worldview was completely shattered by these terrifying statistics that can only be described as "miracles"!

Breaking global records? Ten times the computing power of a supercomputer? And power consumption reduced by 90%?!

This isn't technology anymore, this is magic!

If this data is true.

That means that the semiconductor industry, which the West was so proud of, was instantly annihilated into a pile of unwanted electronic waste by this tiny, purplish-gold chip!

"Fake! It's all fake!"

After a brief silence, the Western journalists and foreign investment representatives in the audience went completely wild.

They cannot accept this humiliation of being utterly crushed.

They were like a pack of wildcats whose tails had been stepped on, raising their hands frantically, roaring and questioning loudly.

"Mr. Zhang! Do you think you can fool the whole world with a few fabricated data points?!"

"Without actual testing, this piece of black glass is nothing but worthless junk!"

"I'm going to sue you, Future Technology, for commercial fraud in the International Court of Justice!"

Faced with a barrage of questions and insults from the audience.

Zhang Huaimin remained calm, without even frowning.

He stood quietly under the spotlight, like an unshakeable god.

Watching this group of clowns go crazy in their final moments.

The noise from the audience subsided a little.

Zhang Huaimin then slowly picked up the "Xuanwu-1" chip.

He smiled faintly, his tone filled with utter contempt.

Don't believe me?

Zhang Huaimin turned his head and waved towards the shadows on the side of the stage.

"Brother Chen."

"Bring up our test host."

"Let's run a benchmark test on the spot for these country bumpkins who've never seen the world."