Chapter 13 — After I Resigned, the Whole Academic World Upraised

Is it really worthy of such high-level treatment? The entire meeting room was so quiet that it felt a bit stuffy. I stood on the podium. Slowly look at each person. Don't rush to speak. I'm waiting. Wait for all eyes to focus on you. Waiting for the curiosity and doubts in their hearts to reach their peak. I took the pen. Write on the whiteboard behind a molecular formula. An extremely complicated formula. Belongs to an amorphous alloy with a twisted structure. I turned around.

“Does anyone recognize it?”

The whole hall fell into silence. My students looked at each other. His eyes were filled with confusion. On Thanh Hoa's side. A few professors and senior researchers began to frown and think. A young postdoctoral researcher wearing gold-rimmed glasses raised his hand.

“Professor Hua.”

“If I'm not mistaken.”

“This is the theoretical model you mentioned in your paper on third-generation amorphous alloys published in Nature five years ago.”

“But as far as I know.”

“This model appears to have never been verified experimentally.”

His tone was very polite. But the inner meaning is very clear. It's a failing model. Or at least immature. I nodded. His eyes showed appreciation.

“What's your name?”

“Postdoctoral researcher in condensed matter physics.”

He pushed up his glasses. Not arrogant. Not self-conscious either.

“I appreciate your answer.”

“But you're only half right.”

I turned back to the whiteboard.

“This is truly a theoretical model.”

“But it has never failed.”

“It just can't be realized using the experimental conditions I have at University A.”

I drew a much more complicated structural diagram next to it.

“It's the foundation material we need.”

“I call it superplastic silicon carbide fiber crystal.”

The entire hall immediately paid attention. I continue:

“Its theoretical tensile strength is three times higher than the strongest T1000 carbon fiber currently in the world.”

“Heat resistance limit exceeds two thousand eight hundred degrees Celsius.”

“Once successfully combined with the amorphous alloy on the left.”

“What we create will be a completely new type of material.”

“A material that has the potential to transform the entire aerospace industry.”

“Even the field of deep-sea exploration.”

“It would be a revolution.”

My voice is not loud. But every word is like a sledgehammer. Hit hard on everyone's heart. In the hall, deep breaths rang out. Everyone's eyes changed. Excited. Unbelievable. Even the two white-haired academicians sitting in the front row unconsciously leaned forward. I looked at their reactions. Smiling softly.

“I know what you're thinking.”

“Are you wondering if this woman has gone crazy?”

“Sounds like a science fiction novel.”

I stopped. Then look straight down below.

“But I want to tell everyone something.”

“In my world.”

“Science fiction is meant to become reality.”

My eyes glanced over the old students.

“Ly Triet.”

Ly Triet jumped up as if he had been electrocuted.

“Three years ago.”

“To simulate the atomic structure of silicon carbide fiber crystals.”

“How many servers did we burn?”

His face was red. Answer loudly:

“Report you!”

“Three engine clusters owner!"

“Total operating time exceeds eight thousand hours!”

“In the end, due to overheating, twelve CPUs and twenty-seven graphics cards burned out!”

I nodded. Then slowly turned to the Thanh Hoa team. Calm eyes. But sharp. As if wanting to tell everyone in this room: What they just heard. Not a dream. It's a goal that my team has been pursuing for many years. Lam Dao also immediately stood up. I looked towards him.

"With the computing power of the Thien Ha supercomputer located in this building, if we rerun the simulation of the previous structure from the beginning, how long would it take?"

Lam Dao almost doesn't need to think.

“Report to the director.”

“If we mobilize the entire processing core and optimize the algorithm.”

“Three days at most.”

I put down the pen. Step out to the middle of the podium. His eyes glanced over everyone in the hall in turn.

“Do you understand now?”

“I gathered you all here not to divide you into factions.”

“It's also not to compare each other's past, background or background.”

“All that belongs to the past.”

“It must all be erased.”

“I don't care if you are from University A or Tsinghua.”

“I don't care if it's my old student or a new colleague.”

“From today.”

“We only have one identity in common.”

“A member of the Advanced Materials Research Institute.”

“We are a team.”

“A steel furnace.”

“I will throw everyone's talent, enthusiasm and efforts into that furnace.”

“Something created.”

“It must be real gold.”

“I don't need hierarchy.”

“No need for flattery.”

“There is no need for meaningless social games.”

“I only need two things.”

"The first."

“Absolute ability.”

“Problem solving ability.”

“Who can solve the problem?”

“That person is the nucleus of the team.”

“Who dares to fake it?”

“Who dares to form a faction?”