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In the originally empty underground space, several piles of materials have been piled up at this time, a total of more than fifty terminators, distributed in various positions in the entire space.

Zhang Zhai stood near the elevator, quietly watching the Terminator quickly move all the materials to the ground in front of him and pile them up.

The Terminator is very efficient and will arrange the space most reasonably.

Finally, Zhang Zhai needed materials and equipment, all of which were in front of him at this time.

"A1, split up the drawings I designed before, and then give orders to the fifty robots." Zhang Zhai ordered.

"Okay, father, the blueprint has been divided into each terminator." A1 replied quickly.

Suddenly, the Terminator, who had been standing by the wall of the entire space, moved again.

Fifty terminators started to make in an orderly manner according to the blueprint given by Zhang Zhai.

The fifty terminators are closely coordinated. In a sense, they form a whole at this moment, a complete and precise machine, and each terminator is just a part of this huge machine.

Zhang Zhai watched the Terminator start to move, and he didn't stay idle. He walked from the elevator entrance to the workbench.

Here, there is a workbench, and on the workbench are small equipment and materials that Zhang Zhai needs.

There are some things that he can ask the Terminator to assist in completing, but there are some things that he has to do by himself.

Zhang Zhai began to borrow instruments and equipment in an orderly manner to carry out research and development.

In front of him, two cameras suspended in the air captured his every move.

two hours later...

In front of Zhang Zhai, white smoke came out from the equipment that was waist-high with Zhang Zhai, making a squeaky sound.

At this time, Zhang Zhai's hand was still in contact with the device, and subconsciously, he pushed the device down.

"Crack!" The object hit the hard ground and broke into several petals easily, showing its fragility.

Zhang Zhai frowned, sighed slightly, raised his head and said to the camera: "The quantum memory is overheated and unstable. It only saves 180 microseconds after loading the information, and it fails. The reason is temporarily unknown."

After speaking, Zhang Zhai lowered his head again, and picked up the first-generation quantum memory on the other waist.

Although they were torn apart, he still disassembled them one by one and checked them repeatedly.

This is an extremely complicated process, but Zhang Zhai still relied on his powerful memory to recall all his operations step by step, and finally found the key problem.

"Huh..." Zhang Zhai let out a long breath, and started from the beginning.

Step by step, Zhang Zhai was cautious, almost cautious.

This is a very subtle operation, and most of the steps cannot be completed by humans, and must rely on instruments.

Although quantum memory seems huge, its real core is very tiny.

This quantum storage is realized based on qubits of silicon atoms, which can truly realize the information storage of quantum computers in a practical sense, and is a very important link in the development of quantum computers.

Three more later.

"Huh..." Zhang Zhai wiped his sweat carefully, "It's finally finished!"

At this time, the volume of this quantum storage is larger than that of Zhang Zhai himself.

Its core part is so small that it cannot be seen by the naked eye. The key is its peripheral components, which are really huge. Even Zhang Zhai has no way to shrink the quantum memory to the level of a quantum memory chip the second time.

ten minutes later.

Zhang Zhai frowned, staring at the quantum storage device in front of him, which was taller than him, with helpless eyes.

He raised his head and said to the camera: "In the second experiment of the quantum memory, the information was stored for five minutes and could be read again, but the severe heat generated during the second read made the quantum memory seriously unstable.

The second experiment failed! "

Zhang Zhai sighed, slightly shook his trembling hand, and dismantled the quantum memory that was as tall as him.

The parts piled up very high, and Zhang Zhai sat on the workbench, holding one of the parts, and pondering over and over again.

...

Another four hours later.

At this time, Zhang Zhai looked at the quantum storage device in front of him that was more than twice as large as himself, and he was speechless.

"The quantum memory is running normally, and the storage and extraction capabilities can be used normally, but this size...is just a toy." Zhang Zhai said helplessly to the camera.

After finishing speaking, Zhang Zhai did not dismantle the quantum memory, but took out a pen and paper, sat on the workbench, and meditated.

Time passed minute by minute, and Zhang Zhai was completely immersed in thinking.

"Wow...wow!" Zhang Zhai wrote on the manuscript paper, not knowing what to say.

But his eyebrows were furrowed, clearly distressed.

"Father, it is already twelve o'clock in the evening. I suggest you take a rest immediately to avoid excessive brain damage to your body." A1's voice sounded.

"Well, I'll sleep later." Zhang Zhai said with his mouth open, without even raising his head, his eyes fixed on the content on the paper.

A1 on the holographic screen shook his head and did not speak again. How could she not know, when Zhang Zhai was doing research, no one could persuade him.

Another two hours later, Zhang Zhai was still writing hard on the manuscript paper.

"Clatter! Clap!"

Suddenly, Zhang Zhai slapped the pen on the workbench, and a smile appeared on his face.

"Today's experiment is over, today's progress is one-tenth!" Zhang Zhai said to the camera with a smile on his face.

Then Zhang Zhai turned around and left, heading to the second floor to rest.

"A1, control a Terminator and destroy all the manuscript paper I used before."

"Okay, father."

Zhang Zhai fell on the bed, and at a depth of 40 meters underground, a Terminator deviated from its original trajectory, walked to Zhang Zhai's previous workbench, gathered all the manuscript papers, and destroyed them all.

...

the second day.

"Quantum computer development experiment: the second day!" Zhang Zhai said to the camera with a slight smile.

After a night's rest, he looked very refreshed. At the same time, because he solved a difficult problem at the last minute last night, Zhang Zhai was also in a good mood.

Without much fuss, Zhang Zhai also started a day's experiment along with various voices from the Terminator around him.

In the morning, he re-shrunk the quantum memory twice his size to his waist.

Then, in the afternoon, he hit a wall.

Looking at the knee-high quantum memory in front of him, Zhang Zhai fell into deep thought again.

He removed and reinstalled the quantum memory, installed and removed, the whole process was silent, and his movements became faster and faster.

He was doing seemingly meaningless things over and over again, and he was so persistent and persistent.

...

At twelve o'clock in the evening, Zhang Zhai faced the camera with no expression on his face, and his voice was a little low: "The second day's experiment is over, today's progress is 0%"

third day.

"Quantum computer development experiment - on the third day, I felt a little painful, and I seemed to have entered a dead end."

Zhang Zhai continued to do this meaningless thing until the afternoon of the third day.

He finally shrunk the quantum memory down to a box with a height of 20 centimeters and a length and width of 40 centimeters.

"The third day of the experiment is over, today's progress is 5%"

...

fourth day.

...

"The experiment is over on the fourth day, why is this happening!"

fifth day

...

sixth day.

...

the seventh day.

Zhang Zhai began to develop quantum chips and achieved initial success.

eighth day.

Zhang Zhai's face was a little pale, and he stared at the equipment in front of him in a daze for a long time.

ninth day.

Zhang Zhai didn't sleep all night last night, and his spirit was a little listless.

tenth day……

Zhang Zhai was a little crazy, he was stubborn, as if he had gone crazy, and he wanted to continue the experiment even though his eyes were red.

until.

The afternoon of the twelfth day.

Zhang Zhai looked at the huge instrument in front of him, with a bright smile on his face. He didn't look back: "Quantum computer development experiment: the afternoon of the 12th day...success!"