Chapter 11: Struck Gold

The super machine’s this particular module seems to be specifically designed for appropriately distributing energy supply to various tasks.

Although Du Qiu does not know how much energy each block can provide, considering some material purification and material processing he saw earlier, by Blue Star’s technology measures, they are all high-energy consumers.

If Du Qiu could obtain the manufacturing technology for these energy blocks, just this alone might bring about a technological revolution to Blue Star.

If not for the corresponding information hinting that it’s an energy management module, Du Qiu would definitely mistake these golden energy blocks for gold nuggets on Blue Star.

Although the gold color of the energy blocks is not as dazzling as that of gold nuggets, the mere neatly stacked appearance invariably makes one think of gold bars in a vault.

Therefore, Du Qiu begins to accelerate the speed at which he perceives the stars, essentially skipping any that don’t show this gold color in the introduction.

In Du Qiu’s opinion, since this super machine is for resource collection and material production, perhaps the materials to make energy blocks are also produced within this machine.

If this idea is correct, he might be able to find out how to make the energy blocks, so wouldn’t that mean acquiring this manufacturing technology for himself?

Dreams are magnificent, but reality is skinny.

Du Qiu searched through most stars and still has not found it.

Then…

Du Qiu woke up!

“Damn, waking up so suddenly again!”

Du Qiu cursed instinctively, then suddenly sat up and turned to look at the crystal pillow; at this moment, he felt as if he had uncovered a treasure.

When Du Qiu previously dreamed of traveling through the cosmic galaxies, he had tested that if he did not use the crystal pillow, he would not have such dreams.

So Du Qiu could firmly determine that the crystal pillow linked him to everything in the dream.

Du Qiu quickly recalls the content of last night’s dream and immediately feels a clear sense of realization.

Even the underlying common module control program that he first looked at, he could now recollect completely, word for word.

Du Qiu’s heart was full of excitement, thinking if the dream was actually about an alien civilization machine, then he could indeed make it big.

But…

The biggest fear in life is the word “but,” for many good things have been spoiled after a “but.”

What if the machine in the dream was just something he imagined based on various sci-fi movies and novels, and he exhaustively researched it for nothing, that would be more than just embarrassing.

Regardless, the crystal pillow is a treasure, and he must hide it well; it cannot be left casually on the bed, for it might get stolen just like what happened at Qin Yun’s house.

He would cry to death.

Du Qiu found a plastic bag to put the crystal pillow in, then took it to the balcony where there were two big flower pots.

These were used by Du Qiu’s grandfather for planting greens, but now only one pot of soil remained, which Du Qiu never dealt with.

He loosened both pots of soil and then buried the crystal pillow in one of them, making both sides look the same.

After hiding the crystal pillow, he goes back to wash and ponder.

He needs to quickly experiment with something in reality; as long as he can realize a certain technology or create something, it means that everything in the dream wasn’t just his imagination.

After all, practice brings out true knowledge.

Although Du Qiu really wants to quickly create something to verify his dreams, it seems like he remembered a lot of content last night.

How should he choose what to do next?

After breakfast, Du Qiu decides to continue revising his CNC control software, a task that he works on daily.

For four years, he has never stopped, not even when Zhang Mingliu argued with him, which couldn’t stop his determined programming routine.

This is his dream. He wants to develop the world’s best control software for CNC machining centers.

Most people would find it to be a tall tale because we are no longer in the era where individual heroism dominated software development.

Today, any software is a product of team collaboration.

Du Qiu starts up his computer and begins his usual routine.

Then, he discovers something astonishing: his programming skills have significantly improved!

Before, when he pondered over the program content, he would take a long time to come up with some code, followed by lots of time spent on repeated debugging.

Often, just updating a few lines of code would take considerable time to debug.

But today, it seems like a miracle has occurred.

The thoughts in Du Qiu’s head flow freely into his fingers, which rapidly tap on the keyboard, generating code fluidly.

He hardly needed to think too much, as his thoughts were unblocked.

His hands danced on the keyboard as the code poured out.

In one morning, he completed what was planned for two months of work!

Even more astonishingly, all the programs compiled in the first go without a single error.

Du Qiu was stunned by his own accomplishments.

The vast amount of programming he had memorized in the dream had brought him this benefit.

Even if the programming language from the dream and what he uses in reality are different, they are both languages recognized by machines, both controlling machine programs, and there are countless parallels between them.

A sense of exhilaration overwhelmed him.

Struck gold!

With this miraculous programming ability, his software development will likely be completed very soon.

Du Qiu thinks about it and decides to revise his alarm network program.

This system will be based on some sensors he designed, and it can detect any electronic devices within the security perimeter.

For example, bugs, locators, pinhole cameras, infrared detection, laser targeting, etc.; any kind of electronic signals aimed at inside the security net could be detected.

This system was an inspiration Du Qiu had when he was creating a monitoring identification system for the Criminal Police Brigade, then combined with his year-long research on various sensors, resulting in this design.

Du Qiu plans to first install it at home and in his car to see the effects.

After all, the crystal pillow has become a treasure for Du Qiu, requiring significant protection.

After modifying the program, Du Qiu is very satisfied and now only needs to buy components to DIY the sensors and signal transmitters.

At that moment, Du Qiu finally feels hungry.

He tidies up his studio and packs his bag, preparing to go out.

“In an instant, a million possibilities…” the new ringtone of his phone rings.

Du Qiu puts on his headphones and answers the call.

“Du Qiu, why aren’t you replying to my texts?” Zhang Mingliu’s voice comes through.

“WeChat? I didn’t notice, what did you say?”

“Didn’t you say you were unemployed? I contacted a friend for you last night; he’s an executive at a company that deals with automation equipment. After hearing about your situation, he genuinely wants to invite you to join his company… Are you listening?”

“Listening,” responds Du Qiu. He simply mentioned the closure of his company yesterday and Zhang Mingliu immediately helped him network, making him feel somewhat touched.

“If you’re free today, follow the contact info I sent you on WeChat and schedule an interview with my friend…”

“Mingliu, I want to rest for a while, I have some ideas to sort out.”

“Uh, alright, it’s up to you. The company I interviewed has products that are in high demand in the market, with a very promising future.”

“Okay, thank you!”

“Why so formal with me? Anyway, that’s it, I’m hanging up.”

After taking off his headphones, Du Qiu lets out a sigh. Since reuniting, Zhang Mingliu has been reaching out to him frequently, almost as if they were still in a relationship.

This has put some pressure on Du Qiu. As for their past relationship, he sees it clearly; their characters are too conflicting.