Super God-Level Top Student

Of course, a blind cat might occasionally catch a dead mouse, but the odds are nearly negligible.

In fact, no one really believed that a peripheral member, trained only for two months, could accomplish such an important task.

It was merely that the higher-ups were pressing hard, and no one was willing to send their best people into the fire to die, so they just haphazardly chose someone to deal with the errand.

In special times, everyone subconsciously wanted to hold onto their own strength, which was understandable.

Having one more person working on this case, if it could be handled, would be enough.

Ben Ronny's file had already been altered by the all-powerful people of Langley. In the report prepared for submission to the superiors, Ben Ronny had become a high-level agent cultivated by Langley for decades.

If in the end Ben Ronny failed to complete the mission or even sacrificed his life, it would be a significant loss for Langley.

After all, undertaking such tasks in Huaxia was inherently high-risk. If successful, it would mean that their own talent was highly skilled and courageous. If unfortunately sacrificed, it could only be said that the Huaxia people were damned too cunning and sly.

As long as it was proven that all efforts had been made, there naturally wouldn't be any responsibility to bear. This was an unchanging truth.

However, was it this person, who was supposed to have been doomed to sacrifice, that actually sent back the things they needed?

Who the hell would believe that?

Even if their counterparts in Huaxia were idiots, they wouldn't allow unrelated people to just take things from a secret research institute, would they?

It just seemed too much like baiting a trap.

But then again, thinking the opposite, their counterparts in Huaxia would presumably not use such a crude method to test their collective intelligence.

Could it be because of Qiao Ze's high status at the Mathematics Research Institute, his friend could really act without any constraints?

However, speculation aside, nobody would actually take the risk to see what was on the flash drive.

Even the experts working here could suppress their own curiosity.

Not until the flash drive was delivered into the hands of Romand Willi, the current boss of Langley, to toy with.

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"This contains the Huaxia people's material model?"

"Intelligence says it's the original test version."

"Have you checked it?"

"It has undergone isolated physical examination, and we can be sure the flash drive is intact, the password works, and an internal file scan found no issues. But we haven't yet touched the contents."

"Oh? What's inside?"

"Specifically, it's a 72G installation package. Our experts had hoped to analyze the installation package's configuration files using some unconventional technical means while offline, but upon decoding, most of it was gibberish."

"So why not just test it directly? Okay, I got it. I don't quite understand the technical side of things, but I want to ask the experts if running this program on an unconnected computer carries any uncontrollable risks?"

"Theoretically, none, but therein lies the issue. Even though running the program in a physically disconnected state wouldn't have any uncontrollable consequences, it would also be unusable. Because this material model requires support from a database network to operate."

"Alright, out with it, what do the experts suggest?"

"They suggest setting up a local area network specifically for this program and providing enough computing power for testing. Simply put, first load enough material data into a data storage center, then operate this software within a supercomputing LAN that is only connected to that storage center."

"Then why hasn't it been done?"

"It requires money, Mr. Willi. The estimated cost of one such test is two to three hundred million US dollars."

"Have they gone mad? Two, three hundred million? How is that calculated?"

"Firstly, we have to pay to copy the necessary data, then transport the hard drives filled with the copied data by truck to a storage center, which, if something goes wrong, might have to be abandoned. Then there's also the need for a supercomputer that might likewise be discarded after use to ensure the software has the necessary computational support."

Romand Willi's eyebrows twitched...

Suddenly he felt an urge to throw the flash drive in his hands away.