Since special arrangements had been made, the supplies and personnel unloaded from the transport aircraft were soon sent to the base's research and development center, where they met up with Liu Chengdong and the others.
Of course, on the way to the research and development center, Zou Ying made a point of briefing Lin Weiguo on the lithography machine with atomic-level precision.
When he learned that this incredible manufacturing technology was actually in the hands of a single person, Lin Weiguo's mouth fell open in disbelief.
After all, a lithography machine represented the pinnacle of human manufacturing technology. Known as the crown of the semiconductor industry, it was not something any one company or country could develop independently.
ASML, for instance, which currently possessed the most advanced EUA lithography machines, had more than five thousand suppliers spread across the world.
It was a product of globalization developed through the combined efforts of humanity's technology and ingenuity. Having a single country, region, or company build a lithography machine was simply unrealistic.
Yet here at the base, this seemingly impossible manufacturing technology had, like something out of a fantasy, been mastered by one person.
The shock and the blow to their understanding of the world left Lin Weiguo and the other researchers, who had spent half their lives working in the semiconductor industry, utterly dumbfounded.
"One person?"
"And atomic-level precision, at that!"
"Zou, are you sure you're not joking?" Lin Weiguo drew a deep breath, his head reeling.
"It really is one person, and his identity is somewhat special. It can't be publicized."
"After you meet him, I hope everyone will take this secret to the grave," Liu Chengdong interjected.
The base had already taken secrecy as far as it could. Things like nondisclosure agreements might work on ordinary employees, but for