You promised to build cars, so why did you go into the military industry?

Chapter 77 Where Did the Base's Computing Center Go?

Three days later, Li Ran, along with several managers from United Industries who had some free time, took the high-speed rail to the Qilian Mountain Satellite Launch Center.

The reason was that Director Qi Kaifeng agreed to the 20 billion yuan offer, and also said that in order to thank United Industries for its contributions to the aerospace field, the higher authorities had given a special reward: a highly confidential document that Lin Yu needed to collect in person.

Upon receiving the news, every manager who could get away came.

On one hand, there was curiosity about what kind of information required people to see it in person.

On the other hand, it's also about slacking off, since it's a business trip paid for by the company, and everyone is very enthusiastic.

After handing over all electronic devices and putting on shoe covers and gloves, the group arrived at a special archive room.

Director Qi Kaifeng and his management team brought over a large pile of documents.

"You can only watch it here, and you have a week."

This is all the previously unpublished research data from several domestic institutions on lunar soil that was once sent by the United States.

He then pointed to the computer in front of him and said, "And all the data collected by the Chang'e-3 lunar probe over the past year."

Upon receiving the data, Lin Yu immediately began searching for traces of water on the moon.

Soon, a set of data caught his eye: near-infrared absorption spectral characteristics of water ice appeared in the lunar polar spectrum!

That means there is ice in the craters at the lunar poles, especially in the permanently shadowed areas of the South Pole crater!

Wang Bing, meanwhile, began examining maps taken by the Chang'e-3 orbital satellite, attempting to find traces left by the Americans during their several moon landings in the last century—

A week later, the group left the archives with heads full of inspiration and still feeling quite unsatisfied.

Lin Yu joined up with the newly arrived team and began working on after-sales service for the R8X control system. The rest of the team, without taking a break, traveled through the night back to the United Industrial Base.

In a large conference room, Lin Yu pointed to the PPT and explained: "R8X, a general-purpose rocket recovery control system, the suffix 05 indicates that it supports the recovery of rockets with a diameter of 5 meters or less."

As far as I know, the general bus protocol we are using now is MIL-STD-1553B, right?

With its dual redundancy design, deterministic response, and strong anti-interference capabilities, it is indeed quite useful.

However, I suggest switching to our internal bus protocol called "RT-01".

The reasons are simple: firstly, it is self-reliant and controllable with low costs; secondly, it has extremely strong scalability.

Professor Lü Chaoping, who had been sitting in the front row and had remained silent until now, spoke up: "Is the RT-01 bus protocol also part of the technology involved in this transaction?"

"Of course. All the information related to the R8X control system naturally includes these 'minor details'."

Upon hearing this, Lü Chaoping nodded.

"No problem, please continue."

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Back at the base, in order to recruit suitable talent, Li Ran required all supervisors to have a detailed exchange and communication every month, and to prevent a repeat of the situation where Lin Yu mistook SNG for LNG.

At the same time, each supervisor needs to point out the base buildings they are familiar with and describe their specific functions in detail.

Unexpectedly, the three-day internal reconciliation activity initiated by Li Ran actually brought some surprises to everyone.

"Shen! Zi! Introduction!"

Zhou Rui feigned anger, waving his fist.

"Why is there a computer chip manufacturing center underground that we didn't even know about?! And it's even 7nm silicon carbide?! Are you trying to hog all the profits?!"

Startled by Zhou Rui's voice, Song Xuewu glanced at Shen Zijie guiltily and noticed that his face was flushed.

Shen Zijie, with his neck stiff, stubbornly told Zhou Rui, "The production is very low! At most, 200 pieces a day!"

Look at the phone, tablet, and office computer you're using now. How am I eating alone?

Furthermore, why don't you ask Su Qing why the base possesses a technological reserve of "a hierarchical distributed cluster collaboration method based on a bee colony model"?

Su Qing quickly explained, "Hey, don't talk nonsense. Wang Bing, Cheng Yuan, and Lin Yu all know."

After hearing Su Qing's excuses, Zhou Rui looked at the meeting room as if he had seen a ghost and said, "Look at the people you mentioned, which one of them is at home?!"

I'm going crazy from the design requirements the military has been putting on me lately!

Active exoskeletons have extremely high computing power requirements, but weight and portability limitations make it difficult to stack too many computing nodes on a single piece of equipment.

With the introduction of this technology, leveraging the traditional three-by-three combat system, a computing power pool consisting of three active exoskeletons can meet the usage requirements; ordinary 28nm process chips are more than sufficient.

Shen Zijie also read the technical documentation with some curiosity: "According to President Li's plan, we will create an integrated ecosystem of people, cars, homes and the Internet of Things."

This control method allows users to experience extremely high computing power at minimal cost.

Typically, a family owns more than one mobile phone. With this technology, when necessary, a family computing power pool sharing mode can be activated, allowing a single mobile phone to access the computing power of all the family's mobile phones, as well as older mobile phones, and even in-vehicle chips and computers.

Su Qing pointed to Wang Bing beside her: "Isn't Wang Bing right here? —"

"You guys chat, why are you looking at me?" Wang Bing frowned, pushing the compiled data in front of Li Ran. "Something's not quite right. If our base is really called a planetary-level integrated industrial base," even a basic one, shouldn't it at least have a computing center?

"Maybe they'll build it themselves?" Li Ran wasn't sure. "After all, they already have a computer chip manufacturing center."

"What about the adaptation system? I just discovered that the entire base is highly intelligent but also very independent, which is abnormal."

Wang Bing stared at the screen, as if she could see something amazing in it: "Do you know 'OGAS'?"

Seemingly noticing that Li Ran was somewhat confused, Su Qing continued, "The Soviet Union's nationwide computer network plan."

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"Yes, a nationwide automated system for information collection, processing, statistics, planning, and national economic management."

The goal is to create an efficient, decentralized "electronic socialism" planned economy management system, achieving near real-time, on-demand production and resource allocation.

Wang Bing nodded, then said thoughtfully, "The key lies in this real-time, on-demand production and resource allocation."

This planetary-level integrated industrial base currently employs extremely inefficient resource utilization and completely haphazard resource allocation.

I would even say that it is in a state of some kind of out-of-control.

This doesn't resemble a true planetary-level "integrated" industrial base at all.

Can we really expect an industrial base that lacks comprehensive resource planning to help us escape our home planet?

Wang Bing's words were like a bucket of cold water, waking everyone up.

Yes, a country needs to find ways to make all information transparent in order to regulate resources.

An industrial base aiming for the stars and the sea should have a level of control over resources that is no less than that of a nation.

However, the current situation is that information communication is poor, there are obstacles in the production, allocation, and utilization of resources, and the entire R&D and production system is disorganized.

It doesn't seem like they can provide any assistance at all.

Although the previous United Industrial manufacturing plant was small, it at least had an internal ERP and WMS system.

Surely such a massive integrated industrial base wouldn't lack personnel management, resource allocation, and warehousing systems?

Everyone stared at the compiled map, looking at it again and again.

"Could it be like a chip factory, located underground?" Su Qing clicked her tongue. "It shouldn't be my place. There's just a laboratory underground where I live."

"My office is located in a chip manufacturing plant."

"It's not me either—"

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Everyone turned to look at Li Ran.

"You suspect me? But that's the administration building; the basement is just a garage." Li Ran said incredulously. "Maybe it's Lin Yu, Zhang Chengyuan, or one of those unused buildings to the southeast."

Wang Bing's words awakened Li Ran.

"As the top leader of the base, where do you feel most at ease storing such important equipment?"

As night fell, the parking lot, which had three underground levels, was deserted.

Li Ran led five supervisors on an underground treasure hunt.

Actually, calling it a treasure hunt isn't quite right. Led by Wang Bing and the others, when Ji Ran stepped into the elevator that was usually reserved for him, Shen Zijie somehow opened a cover, revealing an identity verification panel inside.

"When did this thing get in my elevator?" Li Ran asked in surprise. "Why do you guys seem so knowledgeable about this?"

"That's how you get in and out of my underground chip factory. The first time you need to verify a lot of things: here's a lancet, which you have to verify once a month; here's iris recognition; here's vein recognition; here's fingerprint recognition; and voiceprint recognition—"

Soon, after Shen Zijie finished explaining the required verification and procedures, everyone tacitly walked out, leaving Li Ran alone in the elevator.

Outside the elevator, Shen Zijie stood to the side, somewhat helplessly: "What does President Li usually do?"

"Patrol, one round in the morning and one round in the afternoon, always on time," Wang Bing said with a smile.

Time passed in casual conversation, and about twenty minutes later, the lights in the underground parking garage suddenly came on.

"Hey, can you hear me?" Li Ran's voice echoed in the basement. "Wave to your upper right. I can see you from the camera over there."

Zhou Rui jumped up and waved.

"Great, I'll take the elevator up to pick you up in a bit. Come on, I found something good."