Name: My father is Zhao Dehan, and I hope he will become a dragon!

Three days later, in Beijing.

The atmosphere in a confidential conference room was as heavy as iron.

Sha Ruijin's "Emergency Report on the Breakthrough of the Core Technology of 38nm Lithography Machine in Chongming, Handong Province" was placed in the center of the long table.

The heads of the State Administration of Science, Technology and Industry for National Defense, the Ministry of Industry and Information Technology, the Chinese Academy of Sciences, and the National Integrated Circuit Industry Investment Fund sat in a circle, all with solemn expressions.

"47 core underlying patents... bypassing all ASML's blocked nodes..."

An elderly man with white hair pushed up his glasses, his voice trembling slightly: "If this is true, the history of China's chip industry will be rewritten today."

The meeting lasted only forty minutes, but the conclusion was earth-shattering:

I. Classified as a top-secret national science and technology secret (Top Secret, Chip Shield level);

Second, a "02 Special Project - Lithography Machine Task Force" was established, led by an academician of the Chinese Academy of Sciences;

Third, all resources Zhao Chongming needs—talent, equipment, funds, and policies—will be prioritized and guaranteed nationwide, with the full cooperation of the Handong Provincial Party Committee.

Finally, a senior leader said only one sentence:

"Tell that young man—the nation has waited thirty years for this day, and this time, we will lead the world!"

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……

Handong, Nanhu Airport.

A military transport plane landed quietly.

The hatch opened, and seven elderly men with white hair filed out, followed by more than twenty middle-aged and young scholars, each carrying a laptop and a heavy case of documents.

The leader was Academician Lin Zhenbang, one of the founders of semiconductor physics in China. He was 86 years old, walked with a cane, and had a sharp gaze.

Beside him is Professor Zhou Bingyi—former director of the Department of Precision Instruments at Tsinghua University, a leading figure in the field of dual-stage instruments;

Beside him is Researcher Wu Qiming—Chief Scientist at the Institute of Optics and Electronics, Chinese Academy of Sciences, and an authority on immersion optical systems.

They went straight to the headquarters of Chongming Technology, and without taking a break, went directly to Zhao Chongming's office.

Zhao Chongming was already waiting at the door.

"You're Zhao Chongming?"

Lin Zhenbang sized up the 24-year-old, his tone unfriendly: "I heard you claim to have mastered the complete technology of 38nm immersion lithography?"

"Yes," Zhao Chongming replied calmly.

Although the other party's tone was unfriendly, he was, after all, an 86-year-old man, and it's no exaggeration to say that he was a true national hero.

It's only right that I be polite.

Lin Zhenbang asked, "Did you come up with all these patents and these theories yourself?"

"I've also assembled my own team!" Zhao Chongming smiled.

"good!"

Zhou Bingyi stepped forward, his words lightning-fast, "I'll ask you—how do you suppress nanoscale vibration coupling when a dual-workpiece stage moves at a high speed of 500mm/s? What is the pole configuration of your magnetic levitation coil? What is the feedback delay in nanoseconds?"

Without hesitation, Zhao Chongming replied: "A six-pole Halbach array, with active damping and predictive control, has a delay of ≤12ns."

Wu Qiming immediately followed up: "How can the Marangoni effect of the immersion fluid at the wafer edge be compensated?"

"Dynamic sealing ring + local temperature gradient control, see attached diagram on page 38 of the white paper."

"To what order of Zernike polynomial should optical aberration correction be used?"

"36 levels, real-time iteration, updated once per exposure field."

Seven senior professors took turns asking questions, ranging from the coefficient of thermal expansion of materials to laser pulse timing, from residual gas analysis in vacuum chambers to airflow organization in cleanrooms.

For three whole hours, Zhao Chongming answered fluently and without hesitation.

Lin Zhenbang stared at him, shocked.

This kid knows way too many different things!

It's all mixed up, so be it.

The key point is that he answered every question fluently and in great depth.

They can all extend the conversation to other topics.

He understands optics and materials science.

Moreover, they all know it in great depth.

This guy can get you a PhD in any subject, no matter what it is.

The key is...

The information says that this guy is the one with a master's degree.

Zhou Zhenbang suddenly asked in a trembling voice, "Child...where did you learn this knowledge?"

Zhao Chongming was prepared and smiled, saying, "During my studies in the United States, my advisor was the former chief architect of ASML. He privately showed me some non-classified design documents. After returning to China, I spent some time reverse engineering and experimentally verifying them."

The identity is also assigned to you by the system.

As for why I know so much...

It was also a forced indoctrination by the system.

It almost tortured Zhao Chongming to the point of death.

For the past six months, Zhao Dehan has been handling government affairs in Handong, while Zhao Chongming has also been busy building his team and applying for patents and copyrights. Only after all that was done did he finally bring out the lithography machine.

Unexpectedly, as soon as these old professors arrived, they began to bombard me with questions from every angle.

If the system hadn't imparted this knowledge to him, he really wouldn't have been able to answer it.

However, the increasing number of answers has left these veteran professors dumbfounded.

"A genius!"

The professors looked at each other, their doubts vanished, replaced by barely suppressed elation.

This is absolute genius.

In an instant, the professors categorized Zhao Chongming as one of their own kind.

As Qian Xuesen said, even if someone is not very smart, can they still not learn calculus?

Then, Zhao Chongming led them into the laboratory and lifted the dust cover—

A prototype silver-gray lithography machine stands silently, its lens assembly gleaming with a cold, bluish light.

"This is... an engineering prototype?" Zhou Bingyi's voice trembled.

"It is the first-generation verification platform."

Zhao Chongming nodded.

In fact, the system gave him a complete one, but at this stage, Zhao Chongming can only make a less complete one first, and make a one-to-one replica according to the technology given by the system.

One good thing about the system is that it clearly lists what you need and what you can buy, and even which company's equipment you need to purchase.

If you can't purchase it, the system will also tell you in detail how to design and produce it.

It's practically a step-by-step guide.

This is the biological father who has no blood relation to me.

Zhao Dehan is nothing more than my cold-blooded, heartless, useless vice-governor biological father.

The engineering prototype doesn't have any major problems.

"The first alignment test will be conducted next week."

Lin Zhenbang tremblingly reached out and gently touched the machine, tears streaming down his face: "All my life, I've been hoping to touch a lithography machine made by the Chinese themselves... Today, I've finally touched it."

He whirled around and yelled at the students behind him, "Listen up, all of you! If you're not married, find me a wife from Handong. If you're married, bring your wives and kids over here! Anyone who dares to go back to Beijing, I'll break their legs!"

Then, Lin Zhenbang looked at the lithography machine in front of him with a fanatical expression: "I want to see it light up with my own eyes!"

The other professors responded enthusiastically: "I'll transfer my entire team over!"

"I've put in a good word with Tsinghua University; next year, all doctoral students will be given priority for assignment to Handong!"

"I have the photoresist formula; let's start working tonight!"

Zhao Chongming bowed deeply: "Welcome, teachers. From today onwards, Handong is not just a province, but the starting point of China's chip industry."

As night falls, Bright Peak is brightly lit.