67: Chapter 67 This...you can do it too?

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone in the office froze for a moment.

Wei Jiancheng was stunned for half a second. The expression on his rugged face changed drastically—from confusion to shock, and then to a kind of unbelievable ecstasy—all in just two or three seconds.

“Wait, Chief Engineer Lin.”

His voice dropped half an octave unconsciously, and his heavy breathing was exceptionally clear in the quiet room.

“The meaning of your words... it couldn't be...”

He Yicheng also reacted, the muscles between his brows twitching uncontrollably.

Yang Lin took a direct step forward, his eyes locking onto Lin Yuan, trying to find any sign that he was joking.

Meanwhile, Lin Jixian stood to the side, completely baffled by this sudden shift in topic, his gaze darting back and forth between the veteran scientists and Lin Yuan.

He had just been talking about the material embargo; how did the conversation take such a turn in the blink of an eye?

Only Chen Jingshan remained where he was, his expression unchanged, but the hand hidden behind his back quietly clenched into a fist.

Lin Yuan took in everyone's reactions and didn't rush to explain, merely giving a slow, composed smile.

“Since I dare to say so, I naturally have something in hand.”

He said it nonchalantly.

But it was precisely this casual certainty that was more persuasive than any impassioned guarantee.

As he spoke, Lin Yuan's hand had already reached for the black backpack on the desk.

His fingers gripped the zipper.

“Sssrip—”

The familiar sound echoed in the office once again.

Everyone's attention was firmly seized by that slight metallic friction.

Every time this zipper was opened, the items pulled from within were enough to cause an earthquake in the global tech community.

What would it be this time?

Soon, Lin Yuan's hand reached in and pulled back out.

In his palm, a pure black solid-state drive lay quietly.

He withdrew his hand and handed the drive to Lin Jixian.

“Brother Lin, here.”

Lin Jixian was taken aback.

He instinctively reached out with both hands to catch the drive.

The alloy casing felt a bit cool against his fingertips, and it was heavy.

He turned the small black square over in his hands and looked up at Lin Yuan.

“Brother, this is...?”

Lin Yuan zipped the backpack shut again and spoke with a smile.

“Brother Lin, the contents of this drive are related to what I just mentioned.”

He paused for a beat, his tone sounding as if he were announcing a most ordinary trifle.

“That is, the preparation techniques for those special materials.”

Lin Jixian's brow furrowed.

“Preparation techniques?”

“Yes.”

Lin Yuan held up a finger and began to list them one by one.

“The full purification process for High-purity Gallium, including two sets of solutions: the Zone Melting Method and the Chemical Method.”

“The growth formula and Thermal Field Design parameters for Single Crystal Germanium.”

“The synthesis routes and purification processes for MO sources such as Trimethylgallium and Triethylgallium.”

“The full-chain purification technology for Special Quartz, from ore sand to optical-grade finished products.”

Each term he uttered was crisp and clear, without the slightest ambiguity.

“With these, the country can use its own minerals to prepare all the high-end materials required for the Photolithography Machine.”

He raised his hand and pointed vaguely at the drive in Lin Jixian's hand, a faint hint of mockery in his eyes.

“Choking our necks? What else do those foreign countries think they can choke?”

“Our reserves of raw ore are the largest in the world, and now that we have the purification processes in hand, this chain is completely closed.”

“Those people can embargo all they want; it has nothing to do with us anymore.”

When he said these words, Lin Yuan's tone was even somewhat casual.

But the entire office seemed as if someone had pressed the pause button.

Lin Jixian's hand, holding the drive, froze in mid-air.

His Adam's apple bobbed a few times, his lips quivered, but he couldn't manage to organize his words immediately.

After hearing Lin Yuan's words, he instantly understood the strategic weight behind this drive.

The suspension of Special Quartz shipments, High-purity Germanium being added to the control list, MO sources undergoing technical reviews—each and every one was a familiar old tactic used by those people.

Xia's reserves and production of rare metals had long held the top spot globally.

Exports of gallium and germanium, in particular, accounted for the absolute majority of global supply.

But so what?

The mined ore couldn't be purified or processed without the necessary technology.

It could only be sold cheaply as raw material, watching others use your ore to prepare high-end materials and then sell them back at dozens of times the price.

Begging for food while holding a golden bowl.

This wasn't just a complaint; it was a deep-seated pain felt by the domestic material science field for decades.

How many older generations of material scientists had spent their entire lives trying to break through high-end purification and preparation, only for every key process node to be welded shut by foreign patent walls, technical barriers, and equipment embargoes?

But now...

Lin Jixian lowered his head, staring intently at the thin drive in his palm.

High-purity purification processes, single crystal growth formulas, MO source synthesis routes, quartz purification technology...

Every item Lin Yuan had just listed hit the most fatal bottlenecks in this industrial chain with precision.

If these technologies were real, it wasn't just a matter of 'escaping being choked by the neck.'

This was about overturning the entire material industry chain from its very roots!

When Xia possessed the world's largest mineral reserves and simultaneously owned the full set of preparation processes from raw ore to finished products...

Those countries and companies that once relied on technical monopolies to take ore from Xia at low prices and sell back finished products at high prices would, in turn, have to look to Xia's favor.

The positions of offense and defense were completely reversed!

This implication swirled in Lin Jixian's mind, getting hotter and hotter the more it rolled.

His Adam's apple bobbed twice more, but he simply couldn't swallow the lump stuck in his throat.

Just how much more was stored in this young man's brain?

Meanwhile, the shock felt by Wei Jiancheng and the other two standing nearby was no less than Lin Jixian's.

Who among those present didn't know how many years the words 'bottlenecked by upstream materials' had weighed on the heads of the Xia research community?

The progress of how many projects had died not because of technology, but because they were literally choked to death by raw materials?

And now, Lin Yuan had casually handed over a drive, intending to overturn this mountain that had weighed them down for decades.

Silence lasted for several seconds.

In the end, it was Chen Jingshan who broke the silence.

The head of the Xia Academy of Sciences had been quietly watching the scene, hands behind his back, a very complex expression flickering across his usually gentle and steady face.

Shock?

Of course there was.

But more than that, it was a sense of near-absurd lamentation.

Having managed the Xia Academy of Sciences for so many years, he knew the domestic assets in various academic fields like the back of his hand.

The Photolithography Machine was one line, and material science was another; the disciplinary barrier separating these two lines was wide enough to gallop a horse through.

Yet this young man had crossed it so nonchalantly.

And he had even conveniently strung the two lines together.

Chen Jingshan took a step forward, his eyes, which had seen all the vicissitudes of life, settling firmly on Lin Yuan.

“Lin Yuan.”

He called out the name and paused for a beat.

“This... you know this too?”