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Honestly, after hanging up the phone, Tan Jian recalls the conversation with Qiao Ze, feeling somewhat awkward.

Soon enough, he realizes the tone on the other side was too calm, similar to how the leaders read from a script at a conference. However, the issue arises as Dou Dou has been the one contacting them throughout the research process.

Qiao Ze making a special phone call surely has some deeper meaning, doesn't it?

Yes, men approaching forty tend to think more deeply, and after pondering for a while, Tan Jian focuses on the last sentence: "Keep up the good work."

Is it dissatisfaction with their current achievements, fearing everyone might slack off, and adapting back to a super-working state would require too much time?

This reminds Tan Jian of many netizen's affectionate nickname for Dou Dou online, a benevolent capitalist... Indeed, there are only wrong names, not wrong nicknames.

Thinking about it now, Dou Dou prioritizes efficiency, probably influenced by Qiao Ze.

Qiao Ze advocates for efficiency, and his habit of using the most concise words to convey the maximum meaning is well-known in academia.

After standing and thinking for a moment, Tan Jian directly enters the large research room and picks up the microphone.

"Everyone, please calm down."

There's no way, the people in the laboratory are still in an extremely excited mood; the RNA circuit is a unique existence in the biological computing field. While others are still studying DNA circuits, they have already created the more challenging RNA circuit.

The stability and accuracy of the whole system have passed a seventy-two-hour continuous test, which is quite remarkable.

For the scientists involved in the entire project, what they gain is more than just salary bonuses and contributions. This experience will surely become a stepping stone for them to keep climbing higher in the future, a very stable one at that.

Even from a national perspective, their success adds another world-leading technology to Huaxia. Its significance even rivals the mark left by a lunar probe on the far side of the moon which belongs solely to Huaxia.

Fortunately, Tan Jian's personal prestige is there, and the lab quickly quiets down after hearing his voice.

"Let me share some good news. Just now, the project leader, Professor Qiao Ze, called me to confirm everyone's recent work and achievements."

The words fall, and the lab cheers again.

In academia, respecting authority manifests specifically in admiration for strong figures.

After Qiao Ze provided the general solution to the Yang-Mills Equations and nearly perfectly explained the mass gap hypothesis, his personal early manuscripts had already become collectibles for many.

Some in the market are offering to pay millions just to get a confirmed piece of Qiao Ze's manuscript, showing a glimpse of such crazed mentality.

Though it's partially because Qiao Ze's manuscripts rarely circulate outside, Dou Dou is right; Qiao Ze's attitude is influential in this specific circle.

Indeed, there are several academicians in the lab, everyone's used to it. But achieving such accomplishments at around twenty like Qiao Ze, there's absolutely none. After all, the youngest here are 23 or 24, mainly handling miscellaneous tasks.

Most people consider Qiao Ze as an idol.

Knowing their idol acknowledged their work, the emotions naturally rise higher.

"Cough, cough, alright, alright, but Professor Qiao also mentioned we've only achieved a phased victory, so we must keep working harder. Today, friends from the brother lab are also here, so Professor Qiao entrusted me to say this to everyone."

Don't forget our ultimate goal is to design a true biological supercomputer. We have only completed the first step, and there is a series of work ahead. We need further optimization of our RNA circuit, continue enhancing biological system stability and expand computing power, and so on."

"Tonight, I've booked a banquet at Dong Lai Shun, now you can celebrate to your heart's content. But I hope everyone remembers the mission, let's strive to build the biological supercomputer belonging to our Huaxia in one go, then I believe Professor Qiao will come to give everyone the thumbs-up himself. What do you say?"

"Alright!" Amid the excitement, numerous young voices called out directly, and applause began.

Of course, some appeared somewhat bitter.

Tan Jian understands, indeed, the tension in everyone's mind has been too tight recently. Although unclear why the Xi Lin Mathematical Research Institute has such high time demands, the thought of being able to create the world's first RNA-based supercomputer in their hands is indeed a great temptation.

"Alright, seeing everyone's enthusiasm reassures me. Plus, if anyone really has difficulties and needs time off, you can contact me privately. As long as it doesn't overly delay the research work, I will approve necessary leave! Alright, celebrate as much as possible today. Tonight we won't leave until drunk."

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At the same time, far away in Redmond, Washington State in the United States, Satya Nadella has finished a day's work and is planning to go home. Just as he is about to get up, the landline on his desk rings. After he casually presses down, the secretary's voice comes through: "Mr. Nadella, Mr. Scott has something to discuss with you."