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"Ding! Quantum supercomputer mastered: 90%"

When the last sound of the notification tone fell, Zhang Zhai was like enlightened. Countless thoughts popped up in his mind instantly.

At this moment, Zhang Zhai has a thorough understanding of the theoretical part of the black technology of quantum supercomputers. Next, he can do some experiments and even start making quantum supercomputers.

Academician Gan Xiaohua stared at Zhang Zhai with eager eyes and a little excitement.

He knew that Zhang Zhai couldn't be aimless, and if Zhang Zhai said a little idea, he might have thoroughly researched quantum computers.

"Mr. Zhang, although I am not an expert in this field, I happen to have dabbled in it. Can you tell me about it?"

Looking at academician Gan Xiaohua's earnest eyes, Zhang Zhai smiled slightly and said, "I have some ideas, which are just some superficial and crude random thoughts."

Gan Xiaohua waved his hand, signaling to Zhang Zhai to speak directly.

Zhang Zhai smiled, then randomly pulled two sheets from the stack of manuscript paper, and placed them in front of Academician Gan Xiaohua.

Academician Gan glanced at Zhang Zhai, and then turned his attention to the two pages of manuscript paper.

Academician Gan didn't pay attention at first, but when he took a closer look, his eyebrows were tightened. His eyes were fixed on the two pages of manuscript paper, as if he had been immobilized and remained motionless.

After a while, he carefully picked up the two manuscript papers with both hands and put them in front of his eyes. His hands trembled slightly, and his eyes clearly showed excitement.

"This is Mr. Zhang's superficial idea?" Gan Xiaohua's voice trembled, his eyes fixed on the two pages of manuscript paper, and he said motionlessly.

Zhang Di smiled and said nothing.

To him, this was really just a superficial thought, and it wasn't even the information provided by the system, but rather his brainstorm or random thoughts in the past two days.

Gan Xiaohua didn't hear Zhang Zhai's answer, and fell silent. He rubbed his rough fingers on the manuscript paper repeatedly.

Finally, after a long time, Academician Gan Xiaohua carefully put the paper back on the table, and then raised his head.

He looked at Zhang Zhai with complicated eyes, full of envy, admiration, and emotion, many emotions.

He just stared at Zhang Zhai, took a deep look, and then moved his gaze to the pile of manuscript paper beside Zhang Zhai.

It was a thick stack, and every page was covered with handwriting. They were not neatly placed, but a bit messy, and the corners were not aligned, as if they were randomly interspersed, or it would be more appropriate to pile them up randomly.

Gan Xiaohua said with very complicated emotions: "Mr. Zhang, I found that your pile of manuscript paper looks like waste paper, but each sheet is worth thousands of gold."

"Academician Gan, I'm overwhelmed. It's just a wild idea." Zhang Zhai was not surprised. He had heard too many similar praises.

"But your random thinking has solved a big problem." Academician Gan Xiaohua looked down at the two pages of manuscript paper, "Although I am not a professional in this field, I still have the ability to identify the results."

"It's really... people are more angry than people." Academician Gan Xiaohua raised his head, looked at Zhang Zhai, and said in an extremely complicated tone: "I have lived such a long time, and I finally understand what a genius is! Mr. Zhang, you are a genius!" A living genius."

At the same time, Gan Xiaohua thought in his heart: What kind of genius is this, this is a monster, no! This is simply a monster. At my age, I really must have lived in the belly of a dog!

"Academician Gan, you are exaggerating too much." Zhang Zhai said with a smile, shaking his head.

Gan Xiaohua shook his head and didn't say anything about it, he was really tired.

Gan Xiaohua picked up the two pages of manuscript paper again and read them.

After a while, he pointed to a place on the manuscript paper and asked, "Mr. Zhang, what do you mean here?"

Zhang Zhai glanced at it, and then began to explain, "This question is like this..."

Zhang Zhai talked eloquently and explained for Gan Xiaohua.

After Gan Xiaohua finished listening, he thought about it and asked a question again, while Zhang Zhai continued to answer without thinking.

During the question and answer, time passed quietly.

This scene at this moment is really a bit miraculous. An academician is sincerely asking a question to a twenty-year-old young man, but neither of them feel any discomfort, even others find it strange.

Just because this person is Zhang Zhai.

...

Time passed by, from day to night, and from night to day.

Zhai City, Xihe Headquarters Park, the second floor of the Zhang Zhai Laboratory Building.

Zhang Zhai sat cross-legged on the ground, motionless, his eyes were out of focus, and he was lost in thought.

That day, after explaining the problem to Academician Gan Xiaohua, he directly explained to Gan Xiaohua, asking him to manage the Zhaicheng Aerospace Center, and then he left and returned to the laboratory building of Xihe Science and Technology Park.

Because it is inconvenient to stay at Zhaicheng Space Center, because he intends to start developing a quantum supercomputer immediately.

From the time he woke up in the morning until now, the time was approaching noon, and he sat on the laboratory floor for two and a half hours, except for changing a few positions in the middle, he didn't move much during the rest of the time.

"A1, is what I want ready?"

"The procurement order has been sent to the procurement department of Xihe Technology. Now the materials have entered the warehouse, and the Terminator is being transported to the designated location. According to estimates, it will take another minute for all the materials to be in place." A1 replied.

Hearing this, Zhang Zhai nodded, stood up from the ground, and then went straight to the laboratory elevator on the second floor.

When entering the elevator, Zhang Di didn't face up, but down.

Below the negative second floor is the high-dimensional particle collision generator. At this time, the high-dimensional particle collision generator is still working continuously, and high-level energy is spilled during the period. Naturally, Zhang Zhai will not go there to seek death.

The elevator started to start, and continued to descend. After five seconds, the elevator doors reopened.

Zhang Zhai stepped into this underground space, which is an extremely empty rectangular space. The ground and walls are consolidated with liquid sand, which is very smooth and even.

The whole space is empty, there seems to be nothing but Zhang Zhai.

Zhang Zhai stepped out of the elevator, looked at the empty space, and shook his head.

"The first practical quantum computer may be on the verge of being built here."

"At a depth of forty meters underground, no one can see it except me."

"Should we broadcast it live?" Zhang Zhai thought for a while, then shook his head and denied it.

"However, not doing a live broadcast does not mean that nothing can be recorded." Zhang Zhai pressed the elevator again and took out two drones from the elevator.

To be precise, it should be called an anti-gravity camera. To put it simply, the fan blades of the drone were removed and an anti-gravity box was installed on it.

Perhaps only Zhang Zhai can afford the extravagance to install the anti-gravity box on the camera.

Seeing that the two cameras were firmly fixed in the air, Zhang Zhai nodded in satisfaction, and then turned on both cameras.

"From now on, I will spend several days or even dozens of days to overcome the difficulties in the development of quantum computers step by step, and then personally push the door of the quantum computer era!

This can be regarded as an experiment record, which will witness my entire experiment process.

Recording this video is nothing special, just take it as a commemoration. "

"So, the quantum computer development experiment: day one, start!"

As soon as Zhang Zhai finished speaking, there was a roar behind him.

"Crack! Boom! Bang!"

Turning his head and looking, a hole was smashed into a wall in the space, and the wall was shattered to the ground. Terminator jumped out of the hole nimbly, carrying materials one by one.