Cutting-edge Technology: I Provide the Brains, the State Provides Everything

1: A sudden enlightenment right from the start? A new cutting-edge technique every week!Excruciating pain!

It felt as if a red-hot steel needle had been violently thrust into his temple and was now stirring madly!

Lu Chen shot up from his desk, clutching his head tightly with both hands, his knuckles white from the excessive force.

He felt as though his brain was no longer flesh and blood but a hard drive on the verge of failure. And at this moment, a compressed file larger than 1TB was being violently and unreasonably forced into it!

Countless data streams, complex molecular formulas, profound theories, and three-dimensional structural diagrams he couldn’t possibly comprehend, rampaged through his consciousness like a burst dam!

”Ugh ah—!”

Lu Chen let out an uncontrollable cry of pain, tumbling off the chair and curling up on the floor, his body twitching slightly.

The fifteen-watt energy-saving light bulb in the rental room was dutifully casting its dim, yellowish light, illuminating a thin layer of dust in the corner and the tub of braised beef instant noodles that had long since swollen on the desk.

Everything was cheap and quiet, just as usual.

Except for Lu Chen, who was currently enduring a ”torture.”

This inhuman torment lasted a full three minutes, yet it felt as long as a century. When the torrent of data finally subsided, Lu Chen was completely drenched in cold sweat, as if he had just been pulled out of the water, gasping for air.

He lay exhausted on the cold floor, his eyes vacant as he stared at the ugly water stain on the ceiling.

A hallucination?

Or had he suddenly died from the stress of recent exam preparation?

Just as his mind was racing, a cold, emotionless mechanical synthesized voice rang out in his mind without warning.

[Detecting stable Host mental state. future technology system officially activated.]

[Binding successful...]

[Newbie Gift Pack being distributed...]

[This week’s Black Technology has been refreshed: Controllable Room-Temperature Superconducting Material Technology (Complete Version)]

The series of notifications caused Lu Chen’s pupils to contract sharply!

A System?

As a veteran web novel enthusiast, he naturally knew what this meant! This was the standard cheat item for protagonists in urban novels!

Before he could recover from the immense surprise, the complex information that had been forcibly poured into his mind instantly became clear and orderly, as if it had always belonged to him.

Every theory was perfectly clear in his mind.

Every step was crystal clear to him.

”Critical temperature 27°C, zero resistance under standard atmospheric pressure, perfect diamagnetism...”

Lu Chen mumbled unconsciously, his gaze shifting from initial confusion to disbelief, finally erupting into volcanic ecstasy and shock!

This wasn’t just ordinary knowledge!

This was a miracle capable of overturning the entire world!

Room-temperature superconducting material!

What would it mean if he managed to create this thing?

It meant humanity would completely bid farewell to energy loss, and electricity transmission efficiency would reach one hundred percent! The performance of phones and computers would see a hundredfold, thousandfold leap, as chips would no longer suffer from overheating issues! Not to mention, it would directly give rise to technologies like maglev trains, controlled nuclear fusion, and quantum computers—things only seen in sci-fi movies!

This was the key to the Fourth Industrial Revolution!

No! This was practically the descent of a myth!

Lu Chen sprang up from the floor with a carp flip. His heart pounded wildly in his chest from excitement, as if trying to break free and fly out. He rushed to the desk, grabbed a pen, and, relying on the perfectly clear memory in his mind, began furiously writing on the scratch paper.

Complex formulas and exquisite structural diagrams flowed from his pen like running water.

There wasn’t a trace of hesitation; it was as if he had been studying this subject his entire life!

”That’s right... this is it! My God, it’s completely feasible in theory!”

After filling two entire pages, Lu Chen stopped. He looked at his ”masterpiece,” trembling with excitement.

He truly possessed this epoch-making technology!

”Calm down, Lu Chen, calm down...” He forced himself to take deep breaths, trying to soothe his restless heart. As a top science student, he knew very well that between theory and reality lay an insurmountable chasm.

That was... money.

What would it take to manufacture this thing?

High-purity graphene, yttrium, barium, copper oxide... He would also need an ultra-high-precision molecular printer, a vacuum environment laboratory, and a particle collider for material verification... Lu Chen’s passion was instantly doused with a bucket of ice water.

He stiffly turned his head and looked around his ”home,” which was less than ten square meters.

A single bed, a creaking desk, a rickety wardrobe—that was the extent of his possessions.

He reached into his pocket and pulled out a crumpled fifty-yuan bill and a few jingling coins.

This was all the money he had for food this week.

The corner of Lu Chen’s mouth twitched violently.

He possessed the Dragon-Slaying Technique to change the world, yet he didn’t even have the money to buy a beginner’s knife!

What kind of situation was this?

[Detecting Host emotional fluctuation. System friendly reminder: This System will automatically refresh one Black Technology every Monday at midnight. Please ensure the Host converts existing technology into results as soon as possible to welcome new challenges.]

”One... every week?”

Lu Chen felt his throat go dry.

Room-temperature superconductivity was enough to drive the world insane. Next week, controlled nuclear fusion? The week after, artificial intelligence?

Was he even supposed to live through this!

Pressure, an unprecedented amount of pressure, surged over him.

Any one of these technologies, if leaked, would be enough to trigger a world war. Stored inside his brain, they were ticking time bombs!

He had to build them!

Not just to change the world, but for self-preservation!

But the problem returned to the starting point—where would the money come from?

Apply for a patent? Don’t joke. A high school student presenting something so epoch-making would either be treated as a lunatic or swallowed whole by certain capital giants, leaving not even a ripple behind.

Look for investors online? He’d probably be blacklisted as a scammer the moment he opened his mouth.

Lu Chen paced restlessly back and forth in the cramped room, his brain working at an unprecedented speed.

Suddenly, he stopped. An extremely bold idea flashed through his mind like lightning.

He had no money, no connections, and no equipment.

But who lacked none of the three?

The answer was obvious.

The Nation!

Was there a safer, more reliable backer in this world than cooperating with the Nation?

Once this thought appeared, it grew and spread wildly, becoming unstoppable.

How to cooperate?

Should he run straight to the Chinese Academy of Sciences and tell the guard at the gate that he possessed room-temperature superconducting technology?

No, that was too foolish. He’d probably be sent to a mental hospital immediately.

He had to use a smarter, more ingenious method to attract the attention of the higher-ups, making them come to him! Furthermore, he had to make them believe that he was an unparalleled genius worth ”investing” in!

A depth and calmness unbefitting his age flashed in Lu Chen’s eyes.

He slowly sat back down in front of the computer, looking at the tedious programming interface on the screen. A complete plan began to slowly take shape in his mind.

Just then—

”Bang!”

The thin wooden door of the rental room was violently kicked open.

”Chen Zi! Are you still alive? Hurry up, we’re three short, waiting for you! Tonight, your bro will carry you!”

A slightly chubby youth with dyed yellow hair burst in excitedly. It was Wang Peng, Lu Chen’s best friend and deskmate.

Wang Peng was shouting boisterously, but when he saw the mess on the floor and Lu Chen’s slightly pale face, he froze.

”Holy crap, did you... get robbed?”

Lu Chen slowly raised his head, looking at his close friend, whose mind was clearly only focused on games, his gaze profound.

Instead of answering Wang Peng’s question, he asked softly, in a tone of unprecedented seriousness:

”Peng Zi... tell me, how can I get a large sum of money in the shortest amount of time?”