95: Chapter 95 is just the beginning!

Brain-like Bionic Computing, edge-side intelligent autonomous learning, synergistic coupling of computing power and algorithms...

When these three highly forward-looking technical terms were casually dropped by Lin Yuan, Chen Jingshan did not speak for a moment.

Frankly speaking, his understanding of the Artificial Intelligence field was limited to the macro perspective of a scientific research administrator.

As for what Lin Yuan had just thrown out, it involved the top-level basic theories at the intersection of computer science and intelligent science, and each one of them, if expanded, would be enough to support years of research projects for an entire national-level key laboratory.

Could this actually be implemented?

Chen Jingshan could not judge either.

This was already far beyond the scope of his professional judgment.

But strangely, he did not feel the slightest bit of unease.

Even the routine follow-up questions and doubts did not emerge from his throat.

Because the person sitting opposite him was Lin Yuan.

Two months ago, the technical data for the three core technologies of the Photolithography Machine had also come from this very mouth.

At the time, it sounded equally like a fantasy, and equally absurd to the extreme.

And the result?

The EUV Lithography Machine, whose parameters crushed all others globally, was actually built.

The yield report for 10-nanometer chips was in black and white, and not a single data point was falsified.

The preparation process for special materials followed the same pattern.

Before it was brought out, no one believed that the Xia Kingdom could crack this tough nut in a short period of time.

And after it was brought out, all the doubts turned into a joke.

Once is a coincidence, twice is luck, but what about three, four, or five times?!

This kind of trust did not arise from thin air; it was hammered out by Lin Yuan through promises fulfilled time and time again.

After a long silence, Chen Jingshan's tense shoulders relaxed, he leaned back against the sofa, and suddenly couldn't help but shake his head and let out a soft laugh.

There was not a shred of doubt in that laughter; instead, it was mixed with incredible shock and banter.

"Lin Yuan, oh Lin Yuan..."

He picked up his teacup, blew on the steam, took a sip, and sighed slowly, using the tone of an old senior looking at a peerless freak.

"You kid, first it was the complete Photolithography Machine, then it was the preparation of special materials, then you crossed over to create the Fifth-Generation Communication Technology, and now..."

"You've added Brain-like Machine Intelligence as well..."

As Chen Jingshan spoke, he counted them off and laughed himself.

"The span of fields you've dabbled in is just too outrageous!"

"Optics, precision machinery, material chemistry, communication engineering, computer science, intelligent science..."

"Just counting them in one breath, you've spanned six or seven disciplines, and you've achieved impressive results in all of them."

"How does this make those old professors who have spent their whole lives drilling into just one direction, until their hair turned white, feel?"

The tone was relaxed, carrying a touch of exaggerated helplessness.

If it were in any other setting, this could definitely be considered a very subtle reprimand and questioning.

But at this moment, there was not a shadow of doubt on Chen Jingshan's face.

He was just an old man who had spent his whole life in scientific research management, expressing heartfelt sighs toward a young man whose outrageousness had shattered the ceiling of his cognitive understanding.

Lin Yuan listened to Chen Jingshan's words, which were half-sigh and half-banter, chuckled, and leaned back on the sofa, his posture casual.

"Dean Chen, the way you say that, it makes it sound like I have so many achievements."

He stretched out a hand and waved it in the air quite casually.

"Actually, it's only a few, it can only be considered just starting."

Upon hearing this, the corners of Chen Jingshan's mouth couldn't help but twitch.

Lin Yuan ignored Chen Jingshan's wry expression and continued on his own.

"Think back further, those truly great scientists of the 17th century, weren't they all polymaths who spanned seven or eight disciplines?"

He raised his hand and began counting on his fingers in an orderly manner.

"Take the most famous one, for instance: mechanics, optics, mathematics, astronomy, he even managed a mint."

"The achievements he published in his lifetime were too numerous to count; just the manuscripts he left behind haven't been fully organized by later generations even after two hundred years."

Lin Yuan held up an index finger and waved it in the air.

"Compared to him, what I've managed to stir up so far is nothing to look at."

Chen Jingshan was amused by his words.

He certainly knew who Lin Yuan was talking about.

That was one of the most top-tier geniuses recognized in the history of human science, a peerless rarity that only appears once every few hundred years.

For Lin Yuan to compare himself to that person, others might curse him for being ignorant of the immensity of heaven and earth.

But, when this is applied to the young man in front of him who had stirred up the whole world by himself...

Chen Jingshan thought about it and actually felt that this comparison was not too outrageous.

The things this twenty-year-old young man in front of him did were inherently unreasonable.

He built a Photolithography Machine, something that might not be achievable even with the efforts of the whole nation, in just two months; who could constrain him with common sense?

Chen Jingshan took a deep breath, shook his head with a smile, and did not continue to beat around the bush on this topic.

He leaned forward, folded his hands on his knees, his smile faded, and his brow returned to the steady and decisive expression that belonged to the helm of the Xia Academy of Sciences.

"Alright, let's stop talking about these distant things."

Chen Jingshan's eyes were like torches as he looked at the slightly worn black backpack on the coffee table, his breathing involuntarily becoming a bit heavier.

"Lin Yuan, since you have already organized these two epoch-making theoretical achievements, then on my side, I will definitely not hold you back in the slightest."

He raised his hand and pointed his index finger toward the ceiling.

"I will report to the superiors immediately."

"Whether it is the Fifth-Generation Communication Technology or Brain-like Machine Intelligence, each of these two, if taken out, is a top-level national strategic project."

"The level of importance attached to it by the superiors will only be greater than that of the Photolithography Machine."

"And all you need to do is one thing."

Chen Jingshan looked at Lin Yuan with burning eyes, pointed a finger at him, and spoke with resounding force.

"Just keep pulling out the things in that head of yours, continuously."

Lin Yuan stood up from the sofa and nodded slightly to Chen Jingshan.

"Then I will leave it to you, Dean Chen."

Chen Jingshan waved his hand, signaling that he didn't need to be so formal, but his eyes were fixed on the backpack.

Under Chen Jingshan's gaze, Lin Yuan bent down and unzipped the backpack.

"Zzzzt—"

The sound of the zipper opening seemed exceptionally clear in the quiet office.

Lin Yuan reached in and took out two extremely thick, cold metallic-looking military-grade encrypted portable hard drives, then placed them neatly side by side on the coffee table.

After doing all this, Lin Yuan picked up the now much emptier black backpack and slung it casually over one shoulder.

"Dean Chen, I've left the items here."

"Please continue with your work; I won't disturb you any further."

He nodded slightly, taking his leave decisively and without any hesitation.

Chen Jingshan stood up as well; he did not ask him to stay, but merely straightened his back and nodded vigorously.

"Go ahead, leave the rest to me."

Lin Yuan turned and strode toward the door.

Qin Meng stood up quietly from the single sofa, half a step behind, following Lin Yuan.

The heavy solid wood door was pulled open and then slowly closed behind the two of them.

"Click."

The crisp, slight sound of the latch sliding into the groove echoed in the spacious office.

Chen Jingshan stood alone in place, his gaze lingering on the two hard drives on the coffee table.

Afterward, Chen Jingshan slowly closed his eyes and let out a deep, long, hot breath of stale air.

When he opened his eyes again, there was nothing but determination in them.

He turned abruptly and strode to the desk, without any hesitation, grabbing the red dedicated phone.

The next second, Chen Jingshan dialed a familiar number.

"Beep... beep... beep..."

The busy tone waiting to be connected rang out, echoing in the spacious office.