Chapter 40 Investigate his ancestors for eighteen generations!

Eastern Country, a certain highly classified technology research institute.

An emergency report, stamped with both "Top Priority" and "Top Secret" seals, was born under Sun Danian's fingertips.

The content of the report was not complicated, perhaps even somewhat simple and crude. There was no long-winded analysis, only a few short but weighty paragraphs, along with three attachments.

Attachment one was that shameful "celebration video" from the Israel Ministry of Defense command center, as well as the high-definition aerial photos of the "Steel Graveyard" that subsequently spread across the global network.

Attachment two consisted of the so-called "ironclad evidence" displayed by the Chouguo Reporter at the Eastern Country Ministry of Foreign Affairs press conference, especially the close-up of the battery cover stamped with the words "Li's Toy Factory".

Attachment three, also the most core attachment, was that hours-long, authentic, high-definition live stream recording he had downloaded from the internet.

At the end of the report, Sun Danian wrote down his final and most shocking conclusion in a nearly trembling handwriting:

"In summary, the 'Swarm Drone' technology publicly displayed by this Streamer, whether in terms of the software layer of 'decentralized collaborative combat algorithms' or the hardware implementation layer of 'modular flexible production systems,' shows a level of technical maturity and combat effectiveness that, after preliminary assessment, may have completely surpassed all existing similar pre-research projects in our institute, and even our country."

"Recommendation: Immediately launch a top-level investigation into this Streamer and the 'Li Family Toy Factory' behind him."

This report was delivered via the most core encrypted channels and at the fastest speed to the desks of the institute's top leadership, and even higher-level leaders within the military-industrial system.

It was like a detonated blockbuster bomb, triggering a violent, silent earthquake within the top-tier military-industrial system of the Eastern Country.

...

Shortly thereafter. In the suburbs of the capital, a non-public hotel conference room.

A top-level internal investigation meeting, composed of multiple departments, was urgently convened.

Around a huge circular conference table sat a group of true bigwigs. They came from the General Armament Department, major military-industrial groups, and technical research institutes like the one Sun Danian belonged to.

Presiding over the meeting was an Old General wearing a Zhongshan suit without rank insignia, but possessing a dignified aura. He had a thin face and sharp eyes, and he was the highest-ranking leader present today.

At this moment, these usually imposing bigwigs were all staring intently at the holographic projection in the center of the conference room.

What was playing on the projection was precisely that high-definition live stream recording.

They saw that young man named Li Jiajun, how he cheekily boasted to Netizens, how he seriously popularized the "high school physics" Nash Equilibrium, and how he "magically modified" that production line worth millions.

Finally, when that sky-covering "swarm" gushed out from the shipping container and formed that cheeky "kowtowing" pattern in the night sky, the entire conference room was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

Everyone's face was filled with gravity, shock, and an indescribable, complex emotion.

Sun Danian, sitting in the corner, saw this scene and nervously swallowed his saliva.

The Old General presiding over the meeting slowly turned off the projection. His sharp gaze swept across the room, and his voice was low and powerful: "You have all seen it. Now, I want to hear your thoughts."

The conference room remained silent.

No one dared to be the first to speak.

Because Sun Danian's report was like a great mountain pressing down on everyone's heart — "The technical maturity and combat effectiveness... may have completely surpassed all existing pre-research projects in our institute."

This sentence was too heavy.

Just in this oppressive silence, an out-of-place figure stirred.

Everyone's gaze instantly focused on that corner.

It was the head of a certain military-industrial unit, Liu Jianguo.

This man, famous in the military-industrial circle for being "bold" and "unconventional," was not only not solemn like the others at this moment, but instead looked excited with glowing eyes. That expression was like a top-tier evil sect elder who had finally found a gifted and equally unorthodox peerless successor.

His undisguised expression of appreciation was completely out of place with the serious atmosphere of the entire conference room.

The Old General presiding over the meeting frowned immediately upon seeing this behavior, a hint of undisguised annoyance appearing on his face. He knew the temperament of this old rascal Liu Jianguo too well; every time he saw this kind of "unorthodox" stuff, he would get all excited. Seeing him strike this pose in such a serious and heavy occasion made his teeth ache.

"Comrade Liu Jianguo," the Old General said, looking speechless, as if calling him out, "Judging by your expression, you seem to have some thoughts. Tell us about it."

Upon hearing this, Liu Jianguo chuckled. He knew his expression had been seen by the leader.

He wasn't afraid; instead, he stood up, walked to the projection, pointed at the frozen image, and said in a very excited tone: "Genius! This is a fucking peerless genius!"

He pointed at the drone's structure in the image: "Look at this aerodynamic layout, simple and crude, but extremely adapted for low-altitude penetration! It didn't consider high-altitude endurance at all; its design philosophy was to 'perish together' from the very beginning!"

He then pointed to the magically modified production line: "And this production model! He forcibly integrated equipment of different specifications and different protocols together. What does this mean? It means extremely low production costs and extremely high production efficiency!!"

"The most terrifying thing is the algorithm!"

The more Liu Jianguo talked, the more excited he became. He scanned the room and finally fixed his gaze on several relevant project leaders, saying word by word: "Compared to the 'toy' that someone cobbled together in a small workshop, those key projects of ours worth tens of billions aren't even worth a fart!"

These words slammed heavily into the hearts of every bigwig in the conference room.

The entire conference room was deathly silent.

'If this is true, then those key projects we spent tens of billions on and raised thousands of researchers for... wouldn't they all be a joke?'

This thought emerged in the mind of every research unit leader, and their faces burned with self-mockery.

The Old General's expression also changed from the previous annoyance to unprecedented gravity. He knew that although Liu Jianguo's words were rough, the logic was sound. The severity of the matter far exceeded his expectations.

He slammed his fist onto the heavy conference table with a bang!

"Investigate!"

He suppressed the myriad emotions in his voice and squeezed out every word through his teeth.

"Notify National Security, the Ministry of Industry and Information Technology, the Cyberspace Administration, and all relevant departments to coordinate and cooperate! Establish the highest-level joint investigation team!"

He stood up, his gaze like a knife, sweeping across everyone present.

"Within three days, I want to know everything about him!"

"Investigate his ancestors back eighteen generations, clearly! Investigate to the end!"