225: Chapter 226 Instant Connection to the Intelligence Database! A Desperate Zero-Procurement Situation

The shock brought about by the terrifying 500MB/s data from the 4G base station had not yet fully subsided in the oppressive dark room.

The darkness below the stage, which had been completely stunned,

was instantly plunged into a state of almost uncontrollable chaos because of the sentence Shen Du had just thrown out: "Use a Cold Etching Machine to directly carve Intel chips."

Shen Du stood under the spotlight, keenly capturing the increasingly rapid breathing, the continuous low curses in the darkness,

as well as the sound of suit fabric rubbing violently against the seats.

He knew very well what this group of European capital tycoons was thinking at this moment.

In their deeply ingrained semiconductor common sense,

a Lithography Machine was just a steel behemoth that swallowed and spat out extreme heat, which must rely on complex masks to perform precise optical carving.

Then, it had to use demanding ultra-pure water to frantically cool and clean it.

"Cold etching"?

And even doing so in a maskless state, directly bypassing the laws of physics to manually craft the underlying micro-architecture?

To them, this sounded even more absurd than medieval alchemy.

Facing the people below the stage who were already angrily slapping their armrests and letting out suppressed questioning sounds,

the expression on Shen Du's face did not fluctuate even in the slightest.

Not only did he not offer any pale technical excuses, but he instead firmly rested his hands on the edge of the display table in front of him where the chips were placed.

With his upper body leaning slightly forward, Shen Du looked down condescendingly at the restless darkness below the stage.

"You all must think right now that I'm standing under this light spouting nonsense, and that every word I just said is bullshit."

Shen Du leaned close to the microphone, and his cold voice instantly overpowered all the noise in the venue with a tyrannical posture.

He paused, his tone revealing a kind of arrogance as if he held the absolute truth:

"But in order to completely capture the European market in your hands, I might as well reveal my trump cards a little more today.

I can directly lay the biggest secret of Jiyuan Technology on this table and let you all investigate it to the bottom."

Shen Du straightened up, distanced himself from the microphone, and his deep eyes swept across the dark area in the front row like a blade.

"As an internet giant that currently has hundreds of millions of active users,"

Shen Du deliberately slowed down his speaking speed, enunciating every word heavily:

"Jiyuan Technology not only needs to support its own unimaginably massive daily data torrent,

but we currently even undertake nearly fifty percent of the cloud computing and server leasing business in the country."

Watching the commotion in the darkness gradually subside, he unhurriedly threw out that operational foundation, which was as hard as steel:

"And under such terrifying computational pressure,

Jiyuan Technology's underlying server clusters have never, to this day, experienced a single second of overload or downtime."

Silence.

The whispers and rebuttals that had been almost out of control in the dark room

abruptly disappeared the moment Shen Du's cold business data landed.

Because all the capital tycoons present, including those technical consultants hiding in the shadows, knew one common sense too well.

To maintain this terrifying level of computing cluster in reality, one needs to pour in an immense amount of top-tier CPUs and GPUs.

Watching this darkness return to dead silence, a cold smile appeared in the depths of Shen Du's eyes.

He suddenly raised his hand, mercilessly casting a deadly net that had been woven long ago over everyone below the stage.

"But if you all use your respective intelligence networks to check now, you will be surprised to discover a fact that defies common sense."

Shen Du's voice carried a naked, overt provocation:

"In the past few years of rapid expansion in computing power, Jiyuan Technology…

has never purchased a single core component for its cluster servers from any overseas semiconductor giant."

"If there were no Cold Etching Machine, if we couldn't reverse-engineer and mass-produce these high-end chips ourselves to support the computing pool,"

Shen Du spread his hands, meeting the shocked and suspicious gazes in the darkness with an extremely confident posture:

"Then this lie I'm spouting here today wouldn't even require complex commercial investigations from you.

You would only need to make one overseas call on the spot to easily pin me down and crush me on this podium!"

The moment Shen Du's arrogant words "overseas call" landed,

it was like a precisely detonated detonator, instantly blowing up the atmosphere in the dark room that had been stretched to the limit.

"Swish—"

In the darkness, just a few rows away from the stage, a tall dark figure suddenly stood up from his seat.

The violent movement even knocked over the small tea table beside him, emitting a dull collision sound.

"Mr. Shen, please wait a moment!"

A rapid male voice with a heavy French accent unceremoniously tore through the quiet venue:

"Since you have put it this way, I want to confirm the authenticity of this matter on the spot right now!"

Shen Du stood under the pale spotlight, having no intention of speaking up to stop him.

He just stepped back slightly and nonchalantly made a "please" gesture.

He watched that silhouette hidden in the dim light with cold eyes.

This French nobleman had no intention of avoiding the audience at all.

He pulled a special communication device with physical buttons directly from the inside of his suit.

In front of Shen Du on the stage, and under the gaze of countless hidden eyes below the stage,

he directly dialed a secret number far across the ocean that tightly controlled the global semiconductor core supply chain data.

The phone rang only twice before it was quickly answered.

"It's me."

The French nobleman didn't care about the time difference at all, and using an unquestionable, stern tone, he directly issued a death order:

"Stop all the work in your hands!

Immediately investigate the core component import and export accounts for the Greater China region over the past three years for me!

I want to know, what is the exact number of cluster servers sold to them in these years?

Among them, is there any purchase order from 'Jiyuan Entertainment'!"

In the oppressive dark room, the French nobleman directly pressed the speakerphone button on the special mobile phone.

Against the backdrop of the dead silence, the rapid sound of typing on a keyboard from across the ocean clearly came through the loudspeaker.

Every "clack-clack" sound of the keys seemed to be striking directly on the tense nerves of all the European capital tycoons below the stage.

After a moment of waiting, the intelligence officer's slightly puzzled report came through the loudspeaker:

"Sir, I've found it.

Jiyuan Entertainment does indeed have a large number of hardware purchase orders, but... they are all basic bare boards and chassis accessories.

On their import and export accounts,

there are no purchase records for any high-end CPUs or GPUs, and even the procurement data for basic server memory sticks is all zero."

"This is absolutely impossible!"

Before the French nobleman could react,

in the darkness, the British nobleman who had questioned Technical Expert Su Hua earlier suddenly leaned forward half his body.

He completely lost the decorum that old-school aristocrats took pride in and roared at the special mobile phone in a state of agitation:

"Check it carefully for me again!

Are you sure?!

For such a massive computing platform, not even a single GPU for arrays was purchased?!"

The person on the other end of the phone was silenced for a moment by this roar.

Immediately after, a more intense, and even slightly panicked, sound of keyboard typing came from the loudspeaker.

Accompanied by a long duration of data loading sounds from browsing the underlying database.

The big shots in the entire dark room almost held their breath, staring fixedly at that phone emitting a faint light.

After a long time, the intelligence officer finally gave a desperate second confirmation, like a verdict.

"Sir... I just exceeded my authority to invoke the highest permissions and verified it three times.

The voice on the other end of the phone already carried a trace of unbelievable trembling:

"There is none! The procurement volume of high-end chips in the entire Asia-Pacific region has seen a cliff-like plunge in the past two years.

And Jiyuan Technology... had already completely cut off all overseas procurement lines for core components two or three years ago!"