Chapter 10: Has Someone Found Alien Technology?

In Huang Jingrong’s eyes burned a fierce fighting spirit. In this era of looming crisis and great upheaval, he could finally begin to grasp, even if only faintly, the mindset of those who came before him. Sometimes, certain things are not about how much courage one has, but about the imperative to act—there is no choice but to do it.

Yet, once he returned to his desk and faced the concrete affairs at hand, Huang Jingrong could not help but feel a sense of helplessness. He understood the gravity of the situation, but at present, the only measures available were trivial preparations: gathering supplies, strengthening factory production management, soothing social unrest, constructing defensive shelters, and conducting evacuation drills.

These preparations were by no means pointless, but how effective they would prove, Huang Jingrong was uncertain. Still, they had to be done. Every extra moment of endurance when disaster suddenly strikes, every life spared, represents an immeasurable gain.

Taking a deep breath, he threw himself back into work.

Just as he finished processing a batch of documents, a phone in his pocket suddenly vibrated. Huang Jingrong’s pupils contracted slightly as he quickly retrieved it. He owned three phones in total, but this one—the one vibrating now—was the most secure. It was a confidential internal communication device for the meteor crisis response department, custom-made in every aspect, from production to use and network.

Normally, only urgent messages from higher authorities would come through this phone.

However, when Huang Jingrong pulled it out, he was momentarily stunned. The screen displayed only two words and a link:

“Gift.”

“Gift?” He furrowed his brow.

Every message and call on this phone was logged; under normal circumstances, it would never receive spam or prank messages.

Huang Jingrong hesitated to open it directly, intending instead to consult the relevant officials. Caution was necessary.

But in the next moment, the phone screen automatically opened the link!

Before him appeared a brand-new page, with three pieces of information arranged horizontally:

“Micro high-explosive warhead material production process and principles”

“High-energy solid-state battery production technology and manufacturing process”

“Nanomechanical exploratory swarm design and drive program”

“What is this...” Huang Jingrong instinctively uttered aloud.

Nearby, Xiao Xu did not approach but instead took a few steps back, maintaining a distance. Naturally, he recognized the phone and knew that messages sent to it were mostly classified. Seeing his leader react this way was unprecedented, even making him feel uneasy. Surely, this meant something serious had occurred.

Meanwhile, Huang Jingrong’s heartbeat quickened as he stared intently at the screen. These three titles, which could be clicked open at any moment, conveyed their significance plainly even to a layman. And precisely because of this, they seemed unbelievable.

Even a science fiction enthusiast with no technical background could tell that these were not things possible in this era.

“Fake? A joke? A virus?”

His mind raced.

First, it was certain this phone had been hacked. Even if a superior had sent the message, it would be impossible for the screen to auto-navigate to a new page without any action on his part.

Second, it might be a prank or provocation by someone.

Lastly—though extremely unlikely—there was the chance that the technology was real.

Though so many unimaginable events had already unfolded, this last possibility still stretched the bounds of belief.

Yet—

Huang Jingrong clearly felt an uncontrollable surge of desire welling up within him.

What if it were true? What if?

With a mixture of hope and hesitation, he tentatively clicked the first link.

Immediately, a new page began loading rapidly. Huang Jingrong scrolled briefly to reveal a catalog of over three hundred entries.

The total number of pages displayed was tens of thousands!

At that moment,

Huang Jingrong held his breath.

Would anyone painstakingly create such an enormous file for a mere joke or provocation?

His trembling finger opened the first page, revealing a brief description:

“Nanocrystalline metastable high-energy projectile”

“Prepared via diamond anvil cell (DAC) technology to produce metastable metallic hydrogen, forming a nanoscale cocrystal with CL-20 explosive molecules. Energy density reaches 64 MJ/kg, requiring encapsulation within carbon nanotube arrays to maintain stability at atmospheric pressure.

This material can be used to manufacture high-explosive warheads, which, when fired by conventional gunpowder-driven firearms, produce a directional high-energy explosion upon impact, significantly enhancing the destructive power of standard firearms.”

“Damn!” Huang Jingrong swore aloud.

Because on this page was an attached animated image!

Though silent, it vividly displayed in slow motion the effect of a bullet striking a metal target—explosion, flames, and a massive molten hole burned through the back!

This thing could potentially give a handgun the power to penetrate tank armor.

What about a machine gun?

But these were not the most important points. The critical fact was that this technology was highly likely genuine!

Huang Jingrong rapidly flipped through every page—no repeated content, only various technical details.

“Xiao Xu, stand guard outside the door. No one is to enter!” Huang Jingrong’s face flushed with excitement, yet he issued the order decisively.

He had to report this immediately, make a call!

First, he dialed his superior.

“Yes, I have already opened the first file. It appears very authentic, but we still need experts to verify its legitimacy.”

“We don’t know who sent it; currently, there are only these three pieces of information.”

“Understood. I will wait here for the transport personnel and personally deliver this to the base. No one else will touch it during the entire process.”

“...”

Clearly, the higher-ups took this matter very seriously.

Though the situation sounded unbelievable, reality had already surpassed belief too many times.

What if someone really had discovered alien technology?

If it was true and showed signs of support, then under the current circumstances, it could be a groundbreaking discovery capable of altering the future of human civilization.

Just thinking this way exhilarated Huang Jingrong to the core!

Even if there were only these three pieces of technology, their benefit to the nation and civilization would far outweigh anything he could accomplish alone.

Every second from this moment on was filled with tension and anticipation.