63: Chapter 63 A Nation's Greatest Weapon: Starting with a Hand-Made Quantum Computer!

Lieutenant General Peng and President Liu Qianghua, one on each side, practically "kidnapped" Su Che out of the Central Great Hall.

Lin Waner followed behind. Seeing this scene, she felt a little nervous, but more than that, she felt proud.

She had originally walked in with cautious, tiny steps, but now she felt like she could walk with the wind!

"Um... General Peng, Dean Liu."

Before Su Che was shoved into the Red Flag sedan by them, he finally found a gap to point at Lin Waner behind him.

"That's my wife. Could you please arrange for someone to take her back to the apartment to rest first?"

"She's timid, don't scare her."

Lieutenant General Peng was stunned, then burst into laughter and waved at Wang Hai, who was standing nearby.

"Did you hear that! Engineer Su's family is our highest-level VIP! Use my car and personally take Teacher Lin back!"

"Yes, sir!" Wang Hai stood at attention and saluted.

Only then did Su Che get into the car with peace of mind. Before the door closed, he poked his head out and grinned at Lin Waner.

"Wait for me to come back."

...

The car sped all the way, driving directly into the depths of the Military Science Commission headquarters.

After passing through seven iris and voiceprint verification checkpoints, a half-meter-thick special alloy door slid open silently.

We have reached the "Pangu Quantum Computer" No. 3 Laboratory.

As soon as they stepped inside, a scent unique to top-tier laboratories—a mix of ozone, metal, and caffeine—rushed to meet them.

The laboratory was as large as an aircraft hangar.

Inside, hundreds of people stood packed together.

All of them were wearing white lab coats; most had gray hair, and even the youngest looked to be over fifty.

Any one of these people, if taken out, would be a pillar of stability in some field of science and technology in the Dragon Kingdom.

At this moment, they all stopped what they were doing. Hundreds of gazes, like searchlights, focused simultaneously on Su Che, a young man in his early twenties.

There was curiosity, there was scrutiny, but more than that, there was a sense of pride and defiance rooted deep in their bones.

"Dean Liu, General Peng."

An old man wearing thick glasses, with hair as messy as a bird's nest but with exceptionally sharp eyes, walked over.

He didn't even look at Su Che, speaking directly to President Liu Qianghua.

"The equipment and materials you requested have all been prepared."

"But forgive my bluntness, using these things to build a so-called 'Quantum Computer' at room temperature..."

The old man shook his head, his tone carrying undisguised skepticism.

"This is not scientific."

"Academician Qian, this is Su Che, Engineer Su, he..." President Liu Qianghua's expression was somewhat awkward.

"I know who he is."

The old man called "Academician Qian" finally glanced at Su Che.

"We have all seen the winner of the Highest Scientific and Technological Award."

"But honor represents the past. At the "Pangu Quantum Computer", we only recognize data and results."

"Our team has been tackling quantum computing for twenty years and hasn't even completely solved the bottleneck of 'low-temperature superconductivity.' Now you want to jump straight to 'room-temperature topology'? How is this any different from the backyard furnace steelmaking of the fifties?"

Once he said this, many of the old experts around nodded in deep agreement.

They had pursued a rigorous and realistic scientific spirit their whole lives and despised this kind of "bloated" rashness most of all.

This kid was too young; just because he had some achievements, he wanted to come and boss them around, these old bones?

Not a chance!

Su Che finally understood.

So that was it; these old seniors were here to give him a hard time.

He was a bit speechless.

Trying to reason with this bunch was a complete waste of time.

He brushed past President Liu Qianghua and Lieutenant General Peng, who were blocking his way, and walked straight up to Academician Qian.

"You are Academician Qian, right?"

Academician Qian frowned; this kid was too impolite.

"I am a student of Mr. Qian Sen, Academician Qian Zhenhua." He announced his name in a deep voice. (PS: My apologies everyone, the full name is a sensitive word!)

"Oh!"

Su Che nodded, and then, there was no then.

He didn't continue to argue. These were all respected older-generation scientists; there was no need for that. It was enough to prove it with actions.

Su Che walked to the experimental platform in the center of the laboratory, which had already been set up and consisted of countless precision instruments.

He picked up a laptop and connected it to the console.

His hands flew across the keyboard.

"Turn the power of the 'ultra-low-temperature dilution refrigerator' to the minimum."

"Remove all 'superconducting quantum interference devices'."

"Disconnect all coupling circuits based on 'superconducting qubits'—topologically protected Majorana zero modes are ten thousand times more robust than superconducting qubits and can be stable without low temperatures."

As he typed the code, he issued orders without turning his head.

His voice was not loud, but it carried an unquestionable tone of command.

The hundreds of experts on the scene looked at each other, but no one moved.

What kind of joke was this?

If they removed all these core devices, how could they build a Quantum Computer?

"What are you standing there for?"

Su Che frowned and turned to look at Lieutenant General Peng.

"Lieutenant General Peng, I need absolute command."

Lieutenant General Peng's face turned livid; he hadn't expected Su Che to be so direct.

He took a breath and spoke sternly to the group of experts who were still stunned.

"Didn't you hear Chief Engineer Su's words?!"

"Execute the order!"

Military orders are like mountains.

Even if they were ten thousand times unwilling in their hearts, that group of experts could only darken their faces and start dismantling the equipment.

Academician Qian Zhenhua ultimately didn't say anything else, but he wanted to see what kind of tricks this kid could come up with!

In less than half an hour.

The originally complex experimental platform was dismantled into a mess.

"Done."

Su Che stood up and walked over to the pile of top-tier materials that had been prepared long ago and were exuding an expensive aura.

It was as if he were picking through trash in his own junkyard, casually picking up a high-purity silicon wafer and a superconducting nanowire thinner than a human hair.

Under everyone's puzzled gazes.

He turned on a "femtosecond laser etching machine" that was strictly controlled by the military.

There were no design blueprints, no calculation drafts.

He just went by feeling and started working directly.

The laser beam etched complex, microscopic structures onto the surface of the wafer that were impossible to distinguish with the naked eye.

Academician Qian Zhenhua glanced sideways slightly.

He couldn't understand what Su Che was doing.

But with his professional eye, he could see that the precision and technique of that etching had already surpassed any theory he knew!

"He... what is he doing? Building quantum logic gates directly at the atomic level?"

An academician in charge of microelectronics technology said, his voice trembling.

"No... no! Look at that topological structure! My God! He has fixed the entangled state of 'Majorana fermions' using physical structures!"

Another old professor of theoretical physics, as if he had seen a ghost, stared intently at the magnified real-time image on the screen.

"Room temperature... he really achieved stable qubits at room temperature! This... how is this possible! Heavens! What kind of crap have we been researching for the past twenty years!"

The entire laboratory was silent.

Only the slight "buzzing" sound from the femtosecond laser etching machine remained.

And the increasingly heavy breathing of a group of national treasure-level scientists.

They looked at that young man.

Watching him use a nearly "violent" and completely unreasonable way to pin their proud knowledge system to the ground and rub it repeatedly.

An hour later.

A palm-sized chip, flickering with a deep blue light and resembling a work of art, appeared in Su Che's hand.

He carefully installed the chip into the slot in the center of the experimental platform.

Then, he returned to the console and pressed the final Enter key.

"Hum—"

A soft sound.

The screens of all the monitors in the laboratory lit up simultaneously.

In the center of the screen, a concise, sci-fi-style startup character line appeared.

["Pangu Quantum Computer" Intelligent Core V1.0 Activated]

[Computing Power Self-Test...]

[Currently Available Qubits: 4]

[Logic Gate Fidelity: 99.9999%]

[Coherence Time: ∞ (Theoretical Value)]

Su Che ignored those old seniors who had started to doubt their lives.

He connected the military hard drive, which stored 17.8 PB of failed data, to the Quantum Computer.

Then, on the console, he input a simple command.

[Task: Analyze all root causes of the application failure of the "Southern Gate" power system and provide the optimal solution.]

[Start Calculation.]

The command was issued.

The indicator lights of the Quantum Computer began to flash crazily.

That "data graveyard" that had crushed two generations of Dragon Kingdom scientists melted away like snow before absolute computing power.

In less than ten seconds.

"Beep!"

A crisp prompt sound.

Calculation, complete.

On the main screen, a bold, red-highlighted final conclusion popped up.

Su Che looked at that line of text, was silent for 5 seconds, and then turned his head.

"Now, who can tell me."

"Why, for fifteen years, the core material of all your experiments, that piece of Anti-gravity material codenamed 'Kunlun'..."

"has its mass been slowly decaying at a fixed rate?"