Wenhao 1979, starting with contributing to Story Club

Chapter 201 The Prototype of the Deep Web

There's no need to waste any more brainpower guessing what will happen next.

Yu Zhen's newly published novel, "The Terminator," was transmitted via email, using the spy network of the Mi family flying over East Asia. The message landed openly in a laboratory at the China Academy of Military Sciences in Beijing.

The moment when a notification appears on both sides' screens indicating that their email communication has been successfully completed.

Compared to the original timeline, the computer network communication of Southeast University, which was at least ten years behind, was actually achieved in such a childish way!

Moreover, it was a space-based communication network built by borrowing resources, forcibly using other people's satellites, and opening backdoors.

Besides, there was a huge brick-like mobile phone next to it.

That was also using someone else's spy network to transmit telecommunications information.

"Xiao Yu, what do you think? This new technology our institute developed, is it even remotely acceptable to you?"

Yuan Chengzhi reacted with an expression that seemed to be seeking praise, and he was quite smug. Well, the main thing was that he was setting the stage for his next move, and only after receiving Yu Zhen's affirmation and praise in person would he feel comfortable making his request.

As for what the requirements are —

Yu Zhen, of course, didn't hold back his praise. He was utterly impressed. "There's nothing more to say. If we're just a little more careful later on, wouldn't we essentially have a global space-based communication network capability immediately, without wasting a single penny of the country's funds? We can leverage this to have such convenient and advanced communication methods. That's why we shouldn't spread the news to the outside world so openly. Otherwise, I would strongly suggest that the relevant departments award our institute a National Research Science and Technology Gold Award—"

As the saying goes, everyone wants to carry a beautiful sedan chair!

No matter what, these senior engineers and chief designers at the Academia Sinica are top-notch. They're taking risks to make such a taboo technological breakthrough. If things go wrong and the matter is exposed, the relevant departments will have to find a few typical cases to deal with in order to appease the anger of the United States.

So these people really risked their reputations and went crazy with him this time.

Clearly, Qin Zhongkai was witnessing all of this firsthand. As a top expert in the field of intelligence, he knew all too well how rare and divinely inspired such extraordinary space-based communication capabilities were.

From now on, if our intelligence agents overseas need to send any highly sensitive messages, they can simply use this channel. It's safe and secretive, like having a magic weapon at their fingertips!

Before Qin Zhongkai and Yu Zhen could offer any more praise,

Yuan Chengzhi immediately chimed in, "Writer Yu, since we've made such a great contribution, haha, I have a small request that you absolutely must grant."

"Whatever your request, please speak freely." Yu Zhen was very curious, wondering what Comrade Yuan would ask of him.

Qin Zhongkai, standing nearby, also became curious. "Old Yuan, don't worry. If Xiao Yu can't handle your request, I, Qin, promise you face to face that I will absolutely guarantee to get it done perfectly!"

Qin Zhongkai was clearly thinking off-topic and had other ideas.

He even wondered if Yuan Chengzhi, seeing that Yu Zhen was doing well in Hong Kong, wanted to take the opportunity to send a few people over, for example, to arrange jobs for his own children. If they could come to a leading international metropolis like Hong Kong, it would be a hundred times better than staying in Beijing and toiling away.

After all, Hong Kong's level of economic development is obvious to everyone.

This alone means that even the capital city lags behind by twenty or thirty years in development.

Yuan Chengzhi waved his hand with a smile, "Hey, Mr. Yu, could you lend me this computer for one night? I'm not planning to sleep tonight; I'm going to stay up all night and read the entire contents of your new novel, 'The Terminator,' in one go!"

Well?!

Well, I thought you, Comrade Yuan, were going to make some kind of request.

All I wanted to do was borrow the computer for one night and then stay up all night reading novels.

Yu Zhen was taken aback for a moment, then burst into laughter.

Qin Zhongkai, standing to the side, reacted with even more helplessness and sighs.

Goodness, this is the typical linear thinking of a science and engineering guy. I thought you, Lao Yuan, were trying to pave the way for your children and descendants by making some harmless private requests.

So you just wanted to be the first to watch the entire Terminator movie?

Meanwhile, in Beijing, inside the Academia Sinica.

After finishing the test of the space-based email communication, Lao He and his group of people also began to curiously check the contents of the email attachments they received.

Then, upon closer inspection, it became quite alarming.

Upon learning that the email attachment contained the entire 57-word text of "The Terminator," everyone immediately froze in front of their computer screens, refusing to move an inch.

More than a dozen pairs of eyes were all fixed intently on the computer screen.

They eagerly began reading the new novel, *The Terminator*, together.

But after all, it's a manuscript of several hundred thousand words!

This is nowhere near the possibility of being able to read everything in an hour or two.

In the blink of an eye, more than an hour had passed, and several elderly comrades were already struggling with their aging bodies, suffering from neck pain, backache, leg cramps, and general discomfort.

"No, no, we can't keep going like this—"

"Alright, that's enough for today. Everyone go back and get some rest! Look at you all, look at the state of your bodies!"

At the critical moment, the leader spoke up, forcibly dispersing everyone and ordering them to immediately shut down their computers and go home to rest.

Well, there's no way around it. No matter how eager they are to continue reading the novel, if they really try to read hundreds of thousands of words in one go, it's not surprising that most of them would be exhausted on the spot, or even ruin their health.

That's just how their work environment and atmosphere are usually!

When they get busy with work, they work for dozens of hours straight without rest, spinning like a top.

That's not like everyday meals.

Even so, it's not like reading a novel nowadays, where you stare at the computer screen, crane your neck, maintain one posture for an hour or two.

With great difficulty, they forced everyone to shut down their computers.

Then they left the lab together again.

"Old He, I suddenly remembered that there's a project I haven't finished. I need to go back to the lab first."

"Get lost! You think you're so clever? You haven't even finished your work! Everyone knows what you're planning to do when you get back!!"

"Exactly, but Lao He, are you really going to let your brain rest if we just go home and rest like this?"

"Absolutely! Right now, all I can think about is how the T800 can beat that liquid metal transforming robot killer. Even when I get home, my mind won't be able to rest, and I won't be able to sleep at all."

"Oh dear, what should I do? Comrade Xiao Yu's sci-fi masterpiece is just too harmful—"

"That's right, we've all clearly gone mad—"