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

The vast, cosmic knowledge flowed silently in his mind. He couldn’t, and wouldn’t, write everything down. That wasn’t seeking cooperation; that was courting disaster.

What he needed to do was ”fish.”

The bait had to be enticing, unique, and make the fish eager to find the angler after tasting it!

In Lu Chen’s mind, the entire theoretical system of room-temperature superconducting materials was rapidly deconstructed. Like a top surgeon, he precisely peeled off a small piece from it—the ”new path conjecture for achieving superconductivity at standard atmospheric pressure.”

This part did not involve any core material formulas or manufacturing processes.

But it was the foundation of the entire theoretical system!

It was like the general outline of a martial arts manual; any insider who saw it would immediately understand the earth-shattering secret hidden behind it!

It was enough to overturn all existing research directions in this field within the physics community, yet it wouldn’t expose any substantive information.

Perfect!

A confident smile played on Lu Chen’s lips, and his fingers began to tap rapidly on the keyboard.

Not a single wasted word, not a single superfluous explanation.

From title to end, the entire paper was written in one go, filled with a cold, rigorous, and undeniable beauty of logic.

After finishing, he reviewed it from beginning to end, confirming that there was no information that could expose his identity. He even deliberately left one or two insignificant ”flaws” that could cause controversy, making it look more like an ”immature conjecture” from a flash of genius.

Having done all this, he hacked into a foreign anonymous email server and registered a temporary email account.

For the recipient address, he filled in the officially published email of the Institute of Physics, Chinese Academy of Sciences.

For the subject, he only wrote four characters—[A Direction].

The body of the email was the paper itself.

No signature, no greeting, no extra words.

Click, send!

When the ”Sent Successfully” prompt appeared on the screen, Lu Chen let out a long breath and leaned back in his chair.

The bait had been cast.

Now, it was just a matter of when the fish would bite.

He believed it wouldn’t be long.

Just then, his phone chimed with a WeChat message from Wang Peng.

Lu Chen picked it up and saw only one sentence.

”Chen Zi, I’ve thought about the money. If you really need it urgently, I’ll go home and steal my dad’s secret stash for you! But... what exactly is that hundred-million-dollar invention of yours?”