CHAPTER 542: CHAPTER 210: ZHANG FENG WHO USHERS IN A NEW ERA

Thus.

In just a few minutes, two patrolling officers nearby the university arrived at the university gate.

They looked around as they walked, seeing nothing unusual.

The security guard did not stop them and let them in directly, but immediately contacted the director afterwards.

They followed the officers to the teaching building where Zhang Feng was located.

At this moment, only seven minutes had passed since Zhang Feng called the police.

Meanwhile.

As they were about to go upstairs to investigate.

In the third-floor corridor, Zhang Feng and his instructor emerged.

With them was a kindly looking school doctor, who was constantly comforting Zhang Feng and asking him some daily questions.

"I like to peel oranges before eating them, and don’t like eating them with the skin on."

Zhang Feng answered these trivial questions while looking around.

When he saw the police officers coming up from downstairs.

Zhang Feng also ignored the students coming and going upstairs and downstairs, and directly shouted downstairs:

"I am Zhang Feng, I called the police."

’Called the police?’

"What happened?"

"Zhang Feng? I know him, he’s a good student..."

With Zhang Feng’s shout, the students around subconsciously slowed their steps, then turned their gaze to Zhang Feng on the upper floor.

Including the two officers who also looked up.

Zhang Feng then quickly said:

"I have successfully deciphered the technology for superconductor and energy.

For a better presentation, I need a top-tier laboratory."

"Superconductor?" The two officers were stunned, not expecting the so-called ’distress code’ to actually be about research?

If it was developed, why not submit it to the relevant authorities? Why not report it to the teachers and instructor?

"What? He developed a superconductor? Is he crazy?"

"Pfft... him? Superconductor?"

"Are you kidding?"

The other students found Zhang Feng’s words quite amusing.

Especially with the school’s psychiatric doctor standing next to Zhang Feng, it felt even more comical.

Many people looked at Zhang Feng and whispered something, eventually breaking into laughter.

"Zhang Feng, stop making trouble." The instructor felt embarrassed and tugged slightly at Zhang Feng’s clothes, signaling him to stop talking.

Zhang Feng knew that making such a ’super leap’ was abrupt, not as natural as a steady progress, but still said to the two officers:

"Of course, I understand that because of my young age and lack of theoretical accomplishments, you wouldn’t easily believe me, let alone allocate resources for me.

But you can take my theories and manufacturing steps and verify them with professionals.

However, it’s best to consult top experts in materials science and related fields.

Because other people..."

Zhang Feng glanced at the students watching the commotion upstairs and downstairs,

"I’m afraid they wouldn’t understand if I listed out the formulas in their heads."

"He... says we wouldn’t understand?"

"Zhang Feng! Who do you think you are? The smartest in the class?"

Zhang Feng’s straightforward honesty was akin to taunting everyone openly.

At this moment, not only were the students in an uproar, but the teachers were also angry.

But not speaking the truth would entail endless back and forth.

Sometimes, one cannot speak the truth, even if doing so gets straight to the point and solves the issue, as it offends people.

Of course, Zhang Feng could have secretly told the officers that these classmates were idiots.

But since they mocked him earlier, why would he whisper it?

Everyone is just ordinary people, focusing on immediate revenge.

After speaking, Zhang Feng felt a great sense of relief; this had nothing to do with childishness or immaturity.

He even scoffed at notions of maturity, and adults not holding grudges against kids.

It was clearly moral coercion.

Zhang Feng always believed that life is inherently equal.

If inequality exists, it’s because adults bully the young, due to size.

The big fish eat the little fish, a natural order.

So Zhang Feng believes in exacting revenge, regardless of age.

Even if he achieved the level of an Immortal, encountering today’s situation, he would still seek revenge.

In this moment, Zhang Feng felt a clearer mindset, understanding the freedom of following one’s heart.

This realization assured Zhang Feng that upon progressing again to the Nascent Soul stage, he could increase his progress by 6%.

Bullying troublemakers is a kind of life experience and personal cultivation.

...

The two officers finally left with Zhang Feng’s notebook.

Because it concerned significant matters like superconductor and technological civilization, regardless of its truth, it needed to be decided by the higher-ups.

Recalling Zhang Feng’s determined expression back at school, they were unsure themselves.

And by noon.

After submitting the notebooks to their captain, who, after a glance, couldn’t understand them, they were passed to a brilliant student in the tech department.

The brilliant student couldn’t understand them either, but noticed some correct chemical formulas, and thus passed them to an old expert in the bureau, emphasizing the correctness of certain theories within.

The old expert, hearing this from a top student in the bureau, believed it.

The brilliant student previously published a provincial-level materials science paper.

As a result, the old expert dared not underestimate these notebooks, sealing them carefully in an evidence bag.

Later, through official channels, this dossier was solemnly handled by several provincial officers and taken back to the provincial office.

In the provincial office, they knew a renowned professor from the province, and also realized that such technology couldn’t be directly transmitted through the internet.

A temporary meeting was held, confirming several experimental steps inside it.

Subsequently, they dared not experiment any further due to warnings like ’extremely dangerous’ marked inside the notebooks.

Thus.

That evening, people from the provincial office arrived at a key laboratory in the province, entrusting it to several experts who arrived overnight.

Finally, after several hours of supercomputer simulations, along with debates led by experts and their students.

The following morning at ten.

The conclusion was reached that the superconductor is most likely real, and the Z1 is most likely real too.

As this information was encrypted and reported upwards.

The suburban lab was soon sealed off, and official intervention began.

Moreover, in a world-class confidential archive, Zhang Feng’s personal information was sealed, becoming one of the highest classified cases.