I Have to Save the World

The dishes were brought out quickly. Sun Zhongyong had ordered five dishes and a soup, then got up and served two bowls of soup first.

Chen Mengchuan took one bowl and thanked him. The two of them began by drinking the soup.

Chen Mengchuan shook his head and said, "Brother Sun, this is only the most superficial application. But even this superficial application will be enough to bring many changes. Within three to five years, this technology will cover every electrical device."

Sun Zhongyong was slightly stunned as he pictured the scene Chen Mengchuan had described.

"Besides those applications, the way electricity is used will also be revolutionized. High-voltage lines from power plants will gradually be replaced. This technology will have an extremely broad range of applications," Chen Mengchuan added.

"After hearing you sell it like that, I feel like paying fifteen million US Dollars for five percent of the shares might actually be a bargain?" Sun Zhongyong said with a smile.

Chen Mengchuan slowly shook his head. "Brother Sun, once this technology enters the market, the entire world's landscape will change because of it. No matter who it is, no amount of money will ever buy such a high shareholding again."

"You really are full of confidence..." Sun Zhongyong looked seriously at the man before him.

"There's one more thing I need to trouble you with, Brother Sun. Since we've decided to work together, I'll need your help registering a company," Chen Mengchuan said with a smile.

Sun Zhongyong nodded. "That's no trouble. I'll handle it. What should we name the company?"

"Call it Tenzhi."

After dinner, Chen Mengchuan returned home. Only after enduring a round of complaints from Mother Chen was he allowed back into his room. After sending the materials to Sun Zhongyong, he calmed himself and continued writing Chisako's neuron module set.

The following afternoon, Sun Zhongyong called.

"Mengchuan, the company has been registered—Su City Tenzhi Technology Co., Ltd.," Sun Zhongyong said.

"Thanks for the effort, Brother Sun."

"It's nothing. Things aren't like they were before. Huaxia's public services are all digitized now, so it's very convenient. I've arranged to meet with a director from the Su City Industrial Park this afternoon. We'll set the company up in the industrial park. If you're free this afternoon, how about coming along?"

"Brother Sun, you can make the decisions on these matters. I don't have anywhere near your experience."

"You kid, you're just being lazy. Since you trust me, I'll make the call..." After chatting for a little longer, Sun Zhongyong hung up. He did not want Chen Mengchuan getting involved in these trivial matters either. His Artificial Intelligence project was still being completed, and spending his energy on things like choosing an office location would clearly be a waste of time.

Not long after the call ended, Chen Mengchuan received three messages through his phone's messaging app. When he opened them, one was the company's business license, with him listed as the legal representative and registered capital of one hundred million Huaxia Yuan. Another was the company's equity registration information: he held ninety-five percent of the shares, while Sun Zhongyong held five percent. The last was the company's corporate bank account, which contained more than ninety million Huaxia Yuan!

A complicated expression flashed across Chen Mengchuan's face before he continued immersing himself in his work.

At the Su City Industrial Park, Sun Zhongyong inspected several offices but was dissatisfied with all of them. Just then, the phone in his hand rang. Seeing that it was Gu Xiaoxiao calling, he smiled and greeted the industrial park staff beside him before walking off to the side to answer.

"Xiaoxiao."

"Brother, you have to treat me this time. You really struck gold," Gu Xiaoxiao said playfully from the other end of the line.

"Oh? Xiaoxiao, then tell me—what treasure did I find?" Sun Zhongyong asked with a smile.

"Chen Mengchuan. You probably don't know this, but Xia Science Academy's AI project, Xuan Yuan, was led by him. Later, the vice president of Xia Science Academy stole the credit, and he resigned from Xia Science Academy in a fit of anger. I heard that the AI project at Xia Science Academy has run into some problems now, and they're planning to bring him back, but they apparently can't even find him." Gu Xiaoxiao sounded somewhat gleeful at their misfortune.

Sun Zhongyong's brow furrowed slightly. "When did this happen?"

"Yesterday."

After putting down his phone, Sun Zhongyong frowned deeply, feeling both pleased and worried. Resignation was a private matter. Although he knew Chen Mengchuan had resigned from Xia Science Academy, he had never asked why.

The good news from Gu Xiaoxiao's call was that Chen Mengchuan was undoubtedly a rare talent. At twenty-eight, he had been capable of independently taking charge of a major Xia Science Academy project, which showed just how capable he was. But this was also what worried Sun Zhongyong—would Xia Science Academy call Chen Mengchuan back?

That evening, Chen Mengchuan was buried in a pile of data and models when his phone rang. Seeing an unfamiliar number, he frowned. After considering it for a moment, he still answered.

"Brother Chuan?" A familiar voice came from the phone.

"Guo Siming? How do you have my number?" Chen Mengchuan was stunned. He had changed his number after returning to Jiangmu Ancient Town, and only a handful of people knew it.

The person on the other end hesitated awkwardly. "Brother Chuan, the phone number isn't important. What matters is that I called, first, to apologize to you."

Chen Mengchuan smiled. "Apologize? For what? I'm not quite sure what you mean, Team Leader Guo."

"Brother Chuan, I handled this dishonorably. Greed clouded my judgment. I sincerely apologize to you. I've already submitted a written self-criticism to the academy. The academy has severely criticized me and instructed me to offer you a solemn apology."

Apologize? Criticized? Chen Mengchuan smiled indifferently. "Enough, Guo Siming. My time is valuable. I don't have time to waste on nonsense with you. That's all."

With that, he hung up, opened his phone, and dragged the number into the blacklist. Twenty years of a dreamlike illusion had long since left him unable to feel any hatred toward Xia Science Academy or the grandfather-grandson pair from the Guo Family. He no longer hated them, but he could not be bothered to deal with them either.

Over at Xia Science Academy, Guo Siming lowered his phone in the conference room and said to the others beside him, "He hung up."

Guo Zhidong, who sat nearby with a large belly, said in a deep voice, "Call again."

Guo Siming raised his hand and dialed again, then clenched his teeth. "He blacklisted my number."

"How dare he!" Guo Zhidong slammed his palm against the table in fury.

"Old Guo, now isn't the time to lose your temper. The most important thing is solving Xuan Yuan's problem," a man advised.

"Siming, with so many of you, can't you solve such a small problem?" Guo Zhidong said, furious at his failure to meet expectations.

Guo Siming's face alternated between red and white. He could only say, "The core data structure in Xuan Yuan was completed by Chen Mengchuan. Many of its algorithms and composite logic chains were also linked under his direction. We understand most of it, but to revalidate the logical conflicts and update the core... it would take at least three... uh, at least more than two months."

Guo Zhidong's gaze was icy, and his expression was ugly.

"Old Guo, acceptance testing starts in two weeks. That acceptance report has already been submitted to the highest levels. If there's really no other way, then invite Little Chen back. The way this was handled was rather ugly," the man beside him advised again.

Only after sorting out the first-stage modules in his hands did Chen Mengchuan twist his neck and walk out of his room, preparing to eat dinner.

Father Chen, who was sitting in the living room, saw his son and burst into hearty laughter as he scolded, "You brat, what have you been up to?"

"Guo Zhidong called you?" Chen Mengchuan curled his lip.

"Hmph. Squabble all you want, but this is a major Huaxia project. It can't be delayed, understand?" Father Chen said with a smile as he lectured him.

"Dad, I don't have time." Chen Mengchuan picked up the small white porcelain teacup his father had pushed toward him and took a sip of hot tea. Humanity had only twenty years before its end! He needed to focus on perfecting Chisako. How could he have time to deal with Xia Science Academy's mess?

"You have to make time even if you don't have it." Father Chen still had a faint smile on his face.

Chen Mengchuan shook his head, sighed, and said to his father with a serious expression, "Dad, I really don't have time. I have to save the world."

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