When Yin Zhiyuan arrived at Zhuzhumeng, Xu Meng was still frantically typing code in front of the computer.
The receptionist called the assistant.
The little assistant, Chen Mengling, listening to the crackling keyboard sounds from the office, hesitated for a moment, not immediately notifying Xu Meng, but first went downstairs to meet Yin Zhiyuan, explaining the situation to him:
"I'm sorry, the boss's current situation is quite special. If it's not urgent, could you please wait a moment?"
"Special situation?" Yin Zhiyuan was puzzled.
But after being led by Chen Mengling to the office door, listening to the crackling keyboard sounds from inside, he quickly understood her meaning.
— This state of continuous, frantic typing, without a moment's pause, indicated that Xu Meng's thoughts were very clear and his efficiency was extremely high!
Could it be... holographic display???
He already has an idea so quickly!?
No, that's impossible!
Yin Zhiyuan shook his head vigorously, throwing this absurd idea out of his mind.
"I understand." He nodded, responding to Chen Mengling in a low voice.
No matter what Xu Meng was busy with, he didn't want to interrupt.
The concentration of modern people is very rare. If, by chance, this person is also a genius in a certain field, then this continuous concentration is even more precious.
Yin Zhiyuan was very patient.
Moreover, he didn't need to wait long.
Because this state of the brain remaining highly active and continuously focused on one thing consumes a lot of energy.
Once energy is exhausted, any small blockage of thought will cause this seemingly divinely aided state to be interrupted.
Thinking this way, Yin Zhiyuan declined the suggestion to rest in the reception room.
He just stood outside the door, reading the thick stack of documents in his hand while waiting for the sound of Xu Meng's keyboard to stop.
When the time came, he would knock on the door and go in immediately, advising him not to impulsively cross over into the "holographic display" field.
At the forefront of scientific research, the gap between different fields is astonishingly large.
Every seemingly small gully may require tens of billions of funds and one or two generations of scientific research life to fill.
He had seen such things many times.
He really couldn't bear to watch Xu Meng, this young genius with unlimited potential, waste his life on "filling pits" because of overconfidence.
Yin Zhiyuan printed a large amount of technical information and related news, and also prepared more than a dozen examples of people who had wasted their golden years because of crossing fields, determined to dispel Xu Meng's idea.
Thinking this way, he waited…
He waited until he had rehearsed what he wanted to say three times, and his legs were sore from standing, but the crackling of the keyboard in the office still hadn't stopped!
Yin Zhiyuan began to feel that something was wrong.
Is his thinking so clear?
For a full hour and a half, he didn't encounter any problems?
Could he be just randomly typing?
But that's still not right…
Typing on the keyboard at such a high intensity, aren't your hands sore??
He looked at Chen Mengling and asked in a low voice, "Could this be a recording?"
The little assistant shook her head, "How is that possible!"
"Has he done this before?"
"Yes." The little assistant nodded, "And more than once."
Yin Zhiyuan opened his mouth, helplessly saying, "Alright, I'll go to the reception room to rest for a while. Tell me when he stops."
"Okay, I'm really sorry." The little assistant quickly led the way, and also prepared snacks and drinks for him.
Yin Zhiyuan threw the thick stack of documents in his hand on the table, lay on the sofa, and breathed a sigh of relief, beginning his boring wait.
This wait lasted until noon.
Xu Meng and Chen Mengling pushed the door open, carrying two large bags of boxed lunches.
Xu Meng apologized first: "I'm sorry, I was a little too engrossed in my work, making you wait so long."
"But you guys too, you could have just knocked on the door. What's the point of waiting all the time?"
"I thought you had something else to do and weren't coming."
Yin Zhiyuan shook his head, "Wasn't I afraid of interrupting your train of thought?"
"Next time, just knock on the door directly. It won't disturb me," Xu Meng said, looking at the little assistant. "No need to do this next time."
"Okay, got it." Chen Mengling readily agreed.
"I heard Mengling say that every time you're like this, you have important results coming out. Is that true?" Yin Zhiyuan asked impatiently.
"No." Xu Meng picked up a chopstick of rice and stuffed it into his mouth, saying as he chewed, "I've been a little negligent these past few days because I've been short on time. Just make do with it."
After speaking, he pushed the meal he had brought for Yin Zhiyuan over.
Hearing Xu Meng say in person that there was nothing, Yin Zhiyuan was a little disappointed, but also relieved that common sense had survived.
He was a member of the military and didn't care about those formalities. He picked up the boxed lunch that Xu Meng had pushed over and took a bite.
He was indeed hungry.
Although Xu Meng didn't pursue things like houses and cars, he was very particular about food.
The Zhuzhumeng cafeteria had first-class standards in terms of both ingredients and chefs.
The chef who specially cooked for him was even more so.
But just as Yin Zhiyuan took his first bite, he heard Xu Meng say as he ate, "Just wait two more days, and it'll be almost done."
"?" Yin Zhiyuan stopped his chopsticks, looking at Xu Meng in confusion with half-chewed food in his mouth.
What did you say?
Xu Meng saw his confusion and explained as he ate, "It's the holographic display device I told you about on the phone yesterday."
"I've already confirmed the technical path, and this morning I was writing a part of the algorithm for it. At this current rate, with the assistance of Xiao Meng, it should be completed in about three days."
"No! You… cough cough cough!!!" Yin Zhiyuan abruptly turned his head and coughed violently, stopping halfway through his sentence.
The little assistant sympathetically handed him a glass of water.
Yin Zhiyuan carefully took a sip of water, and after coughing violently for a while, he finally caught his breath and said in disbelief, "Are you serious?!"
"Of course I'm serious. Didn't you see that I'm even squeezing time to eat? I don't have time to joke with you."
Xu Meng continued to eat.
"You… I… but…" Yin Zhiyuan was completely stumped by Xu Meng.
Can scientific research be this fast?
Why are you so calm?
"Would you mind telling me about the technical path you designed?"
"I was going to tell you anyway." Xu Meng still said as he ate, "Simply put, it's to create a medium that is highly sensitive to electromagnetic fields and disperse it into the air, and then use electromagnetic waves to change the properties of the medium, recreating holographic images in pixel points."
Yin Zhiyuan really wanted to tell him to stop eating and talk properly.
But the words that came to his lips turned into: "Is there such a medium in the world?"
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"Well, there isn't yet, but we can make it!" Xu Meng was very optimistic.
"You mean, synthesize new materials?"
"Yes." Xu Meng nodded.
"Material science…" Yin Zhiyuan's right eyelid twitched wildly, "Searching for a useful material among countless random possibilities… Do you know how big a pit that is?"
Xu Meng shrugged, not taking it seriously, "I've always been lucky. Maybe I can figure it out in one or two tries."
"? ? ?"
Do you have some misunderstanding about material science and probability?
This thing is not the same as your game. It has no guarantee!!!
Yin Zhiyuan frantically complained in his heart.
But just as he was about to say it, he discovered a blind spot—
Why did he directly start talking about the number of experiments?
Shouldn't he first design the experimental plan and then evaluate the experimental cycle and the probability of success?
Could it be…
"Wait! You've already designed the experimental plan? ? ?"
"Yes." Xu Meng put down his chopsticks and started gulping water from his glass.
Yin Zhiyuan also put down his chopsticks.
He was a little doubtful about life because of Xu Meng.
"Let me sort it out…"
"You mean, last night you had a sudden inspiration and planned to develop a holographic display device to replace VR glasses."
"Then this morning, you designed the technical implementation path and the new material research and development steps, and even started writing the algorithm for the application layer? ? ?"
"Is that what you mean?"
"That's right. You summarized it very well." Xu Meng nodded in approval.
Yin Zhiyuan took a deep breath.
His persuasion plan hadn't even started when it was crushed by Xu Meng's amazing action.
An uncontrollable thought floated into his mind:
"Is this the real genius?"
Because of Xu Meng's terrifying action and his composure of "absolute success," Yin Zhiyuan couldn't help but have confidence in him.
What if he really succeeded?
Optically invisible soldiers, satellite-invisible military bases, fake artillery positions, missile vehicles disguised as log transport vehicles…
In Yin Zhiyuan's mind, it was as if a firework of inspiration had exploded, and countless military applications gushed out!
Before, he subconsciously felt that it was impossible to succeed, so he didn't think about it deeply.
But if Xu Meng could really achieve the effect he described—even if it was only half, it would be a technology that could change the world!
"Can you show me a more detailed plan?" Yin Zhiyuan couldn't help but ask.
"Aren't you hungry?" Xu Meng asked.
"How could I possibly still eat?!"
"You should still eat. It's no use being anxious now. Anyway, you won't understand it even if I give it to you."
Yin Zhiyuan was speechless.
He really didn't understand it.
"Eat something first." Xu Meng comforted him, "After you finish eating, I'll explain it to you properly."
So Yin Zhiyuan stopped talking nonsense and immediately picked up his chopsticks.
Ten minutes later, Xu Meng brought him to the office and explained in detail the laboratory synthesis plan for the special medium, down to every piece of equipment that would be used in the experiment.
After that, with the help of Xiao Meng, he simulated the structure and shape of the [Holographic Display Device] and the operation of each component during use.
Finally, he didn't forget to show off the part of the algorithm he had written.
Yin Zhiyuan was dazzled and completely convinced by Xu Meng.
When he left the office, he stuffed all the information he had used to persuade Xu Meng to give up into the shredder.
Then he patted his chest and guaranteed to Xu Meng:
"I will submit your needs and plan as quickly as possible."
In this way, Yin Zhiyuan rushed to report to his superiors.
Then that night, he received an order from his superiors—
"Meet all his needs!"
"The special working group will arrive tomorrow! Cooperate well!"
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