“This, this is impossible!”
Looking at the intricate lines within the chip, Cang Wenkang couldn't help but exclaim, "Why can such a rudimentary machine engrave a chip with two-nanometer precision?"
"Why is it impossible?"
An aged voice sounded from behind Cang Wenkang, "He indeed has the capability."
Cang Wenkang turned his head and saw Wei Deze, his hair white, wearing an oil-stained work suit, slowly walking towards him. He couldn't help but be momentarily stunned.
"Chief Engineer Wei, aren't you retired? Why are you here?"
Wei Deze casually glanced at Cang Wenkang, "I am indeed retired, but that doesn't stop me from contributing my remaining heat. As for you, kid, why aren't you staying put in the research institute and wandering around aimlessly?"
Wei Deze was the chief engineer of the adjacent engine research institute. Although he had retired, Cang Wenkang still dared not be negligent and dutifully explained the situation.
After listening, Wei Deze nodded gently, "That boy Jing Mingqiu truly has a great talent for modifications."
"I've already acquired over a dozen small electrical appliances from him, each containing a different ingenious idea, significantly boosting their original performance."
"I've already calculated it: once his college entrance exam results are out, I'll arrange for him to directly pursue his master's and doctoral degrees at the engine research institute. You shouldn't try to snatch him away."
"Chief Engineer Wei!" Cang Wenkang's face showed urgency, "He made a lithography machine. Our chip research institute is a more suitable place for him."
Wei Deze dismissed it with a wave of his hand, "That's not necessarily true. I've asked him, and he's been busy modifying electric vehicles recently, clearly more interested in engines."
Cang Wenkang was nearly twenty years younger than Wei Deze, making it inconvenient for him to argue.
After a brief period of thought, Cang Wenkang decided to use a more indirect approach. He directly took out his phone and made a call.
Two-nanometer precision, extremely low energy consumption, far more advanced than current mainstream lithography machines. The talent capable of manufacturing it was something Cang Wenkang could not afford to let go.
Ring, ring. After two rings, the call was connected. Fang Haosi, the director of the chip research institute, answered with a tired voice.
"Vice Director Cang, why the sudden call? Is there a problem with the competition?"
At this moment, Cang Wenkang, unable to contain his excitement, quickly replied once the call was connected.
"Director, there are no problems with the competition. I've discovered a genius, a genius who can make chips!"
"It's difficult to explain in a few words over the phone, Director. I'll be back immediately. Please gather all the researchers and have them wait for me in the second laboratory."
Hearing this, Fang Haosi on the other end of the phone couldn't help but be stunned and hesitantly inquired,
"Vice Director Cang, are you sure it's all the researchers? Many of them are busy with their own projects. You'll need to give me a sufficient reason to suddenly interrupt their experiments..."
"Director," Cang Wenkang interrupted impatiently, "A lithography machine that can engrave with two-nanometer precision. Is that reason enough!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Fang Haosi's breathing on the other end of the phone clearly became heavier, "Vice Director Cang, you can't be joking about this?"
Cang Wenkang replied without hesitation, "Absolutely not a joke! I'm willing to bet my life on it!"
"Alright, I'll arrange it now. Come back as soon as possible!"
The next second, the call was directly hung up. Cang Wenkang picked up the small drone and left the scrap yard as quickly as possible.
Half an hour later, at the Dragon Country Chip Research Institute, Second Laboratory.
When Cang Wenkang rushed in with the drone, Director Fang and other professors were already waiting.
Director Fang Haosi, sitting in the center, looked at the dilapidated iron box in Cang Wenkang's hands and frowned, "Vice Director Cang, don't tell me that iron box in your hand is the lithography machine."
Cang Wenkang had anticipated the director's reaction. Without much explanation, he placed the small lithography machine made by Jing Mingqiu on the table, plugged it in, and inserted a discarded chip into it in front of everyone.
While the lithography machine was working, Cang Wenkang handed the chip he had just engraved, along with the observation instrument, to Fang Haosi.
"Director, this is the chip I just engraved with this instrument..."
Fang Haosi lowered his head and brought his eyes close to the observation instrument. Upon seeing the data inside, his eyes suddenly narrowed. After looking at it a couple more times, he handed the instrument to the professor next to him.
One by one...
Soon, the observation instrument containing the chip circulated among everyone in the room.
A short and stout professor couldn't control himself, "Vice Director Cang, where did you get this two-nanometer precision chip? Its precision is even higher than some of the chips we purchased from abroad at great expense."
Cang Wenkang pointed to the small lithography machine diligently working, "It engraved it."
"How is that possible! Engraving chips with a lithography machine requires a large number of auxiliary equipment to maintain precision. This is just a broken iron box."
Before he could finish, a "ding" suddenly sounded in the laboratory, and then the case of the small lithography machine on the workbench automatically sprang open.
Cang Wenkang, in front of everyone, used tweezers to take out a chip, placed it into the testing instrument, quickly scanned it, and confidently handed it over.
Fang Haosi took the testing instrument from Cang Wenkang's hand, examined it carefully, and then showed a look of ecstatic joy while trying to maintain his composure.
"It is indeed a two-nanometer precision chip. Vice Director Cang, how many types of chips can this machine engrave?"
Cang Wenkang honestly replied, "It has eight types preset, but we can add new templates through Bluetooth transmission."
"That's great!" Fang Haosi slapped his thigh forcefully, "From now on, the West can no longer hold us back."
After the initial excitement, Fang Haosi collected his emotions and stared intently at Cang Wenkang.
"How was this lithography machine made? Who made it? Can it be made further?"
"This lithography machine was modified by a high school graduate named Jing Mingqiu from an old microwave oven. Based on his operation during the fabrication process, there shouldn't be much difficulty in continuing to make them."
"You, what did you say!" Fang Haosi was speechless, "This small lithography machine was modified from a microwave oven by a high school graduate?"
Cang Wenkang nodded vigorously, "That's right, an abandoned microwave oven. My students can testify for me."
Several graduate students who had followed Cang Wenkang into the lab quickly nodded and chattered about what had just happened.
"Oh, right, Director," Cang Wenkang added specifically after they finished speaking, "If you want to invite the creator of this lithography machine to join our institute, it's best to act quickly. Retired Chief Engineer Wei Deze from the adjacent research institute has already been keeping an eye on it!"
"Then what are you waiting for? Let's go!"
Fang Haosi stood up abruptly and strode towards the exit.
Seeing this, Cang Wenkang quickly called out to Fang Haosi,
"Director, don't be in such a hurry..."