Super God-Level Top Student

Qiao Ze had him set up a materials factory, and the reason he gave was so that when his dream finally came true, he would have a greater sense of participation.

Whether he could realize his dream was something Su Lixing wasn't quite sure of.

But to realize his dream, the things his soon-to-be son-in-law got up to were preposterous enough to give him a chance to accomplish what he hadn't even dared dream about.

It was seriously ridiculous.

So, is the advancement of technology really thanks to lazy people or is it just the power of dreams?

Su Lixing felt that if Huaxia were to choose the best dream of the century, his dream would probably win a medal.

Anyhow, at the end of the day, he didn't have the clout to call the shots.

His daughter was more influential than he was.

In Xilin Licheng's equity, Su Mucheng even had more shares than him.

So, after a week of contemplation, Su Lixing finally called out Su Mucheng on April 2nd.

He hadn't chosen the day before because he was wary of the young people's penchant for April Fool's Day and didn't want to mix it up with serious business.

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"What does dad want with me? I was planning to practice free combat with Ying this afternoon."

In the café of a high-end hotel next to Xilin University of Technology, Su Mucheng complained as soon as she saw Su Lixing.

"Free combat?" Su Lixing skeptically eyed the shorthaired woman beside Su Mucheng, feeling somewhat perplexed.

He could tell that the woman accompanying his daughter was no ordinary person; in fact, she had enjoyed some privileges even he had not.

He had his reservations about Su Mucheng learning such things, though.

His main concern was that his daughter, who had always detested evil since she was a child, might learn half-baked skills, be clueless about her limits, and recklessly rush into trouble...

"Yeah, I told you, I'm pretty amazing. Ying said I have talent and even said I should have started training when I was a kid; it's such a pity. Right, Ying?"

"Mm, Su indeed has a lot of talent." The woman beside Su Mucheng smiled and nodded in agreement.

"Hehe, Chengzi really does have some talent in sports too." Su Lixing agreed politely with a laugh.

He couldn't be bothered to argue with Su Mucheng on this matter but had made up his mind to talk to Qiao Ze about it later so that Qiao could handle it.

He was self-aware on this point; Qiao Ze's words were much more effective than his own these days.

"Okay, dad, what's up? Just tell me."

"I heard that Qiao Ze recently developed a model capable of analyzing materials, supposedly very useful. Do you know about it?"

"How can you so casually inquire about confidential matters?"

Looking at Su Mucheng's serious expression, Su Lixing was tempted to knock on her little head.

"If even I can hear about it, what secret is there? If you don't want to discuss it properly, I'll just ask Qiao directly." Su Lixing took a deep breath and said.

He had indeed realized that consulting his daughter about important matters might be a mistake.

"Okay, okay, yes, it's very useful. Are you happy now? These past few days, Qiao Ze has been driven mad by this, with various schemes to distribute, each needing to be reviewed by him for approval. He's too lazy to comment. It's just a lousy model, after all. We're not relying on it for food, right." Su Mucheng answered grumpily.

She had thought that after Zuo spoke to Qiao early that day, everything had settled.

But that was just the beginning.

The emails that followed were all the result of Qiao's impatience, and she was the one dealing with them.

It wasn't just Qiao who found it tiresome; she did too.

Especially those detailed regulations, any material researched using the 'lousy model' needed to be reviewed by a special committee before any paper could be published. The review standards and regulations were revised over and over, and each revision came with descriptions of the situation, casually turning a document into tens of thousands of words.

These amendments were mainly to address specific issues that had already arisen.

She was still a child, for goodness' sake. Who had the patience to go through all that?

Even with Dou Dou summarizing and sorting things out for her, it was still a major undertaking.

She couldn't fathom why all this was happening.

She spent every day with Qiao Ze and never saw him take the model too seriously; it was just something he'd casually put together. Why then had everyone suddenly become so excessively excited?

If this was Qiao Ze just messing around, what would happen if he got serious?

"A lousy model?" Upon witnessing his daughter's blissful ignorance, Su Lixing was at a loss for words.

Reportedly, several state-owned and state-enterprise corporations were banging their heads against the wall to get priority authorization for their own research institutes.

Consequently, computing power has become a scarce resource hogged by a bunch of materials enthusiasts.

Even privately owned computing power companies were experiencing a boom, and although prices hadn't gone up yet, previous discounts had disappeared.

Still, the overall computing power in Huaxia was in a state of shortfall.

If it weren't for the temporary restriction on using external network computing power with the model, it might have triggered a global computing resources bidding frenzy.

All this was information Su Lixing had overheard at dinner parties.

Bank representatives were particularly attuned to major industry trends after all.

For instance, if someone wanted to fund the construction of a supercomputing center now, banks would be more lenient during the loan approval process.

Given the current circumstances, the advent of Qiao Ze's model has revolutionized the way material research mistakes are corrected, primarily through computing power. Research institutes can boldly compute possibilities for materials with extreme properties, wasting, at most, some time and computing power.

Even if it took a week to arrive at a result that's currently unfeasible, it would still be valuable.

And his daughter was calling it a lousy model?