However, they all need to understand the most basic ’basic pharmacology’.
Moreover, the study of medicinal materials must also be practiced to an ’intermediate’ level.
Such talents are not easy to cultivate.
Similarly, Professor Zhao is a top-secret figure globally.
Currently, when he travels, he also enjoys the highest level of covert protection.
Including, if anyone leaks his information without reason while outside.
It is dealt with as ’federal treason’.
Now, Zhang Feng, as a federal representative and ’federal inspector’, has covertly set many autocratic-like regulations.
Zhang Feng feels it’s quite good, as these regulations are very helpful for his talent cultivation concerns.
But it’s also not good.
Because when he looks at the energy consumption problem, it becomes a headache.
Then, it’s better to first practice the new meridians.
What can three years change in a person?
Zhang Feng, however, remains as always. Seeing that the energy issue cannot be resolved, he just braces under the pressure and bears it.
After all, it’s just enduring.
A small state-run factory in Eastern Province started work on the second day of the new year.
A clever son of a research couple, Zhuang Liangjun, works here.
And his changes over these three years have been significant.
Now, after the New Year, he is twenty-four.
A year of internship experience and nearly two years of formal work.
He lost some of his college innocence, now his face is full of determination.
"Parameter 12 is fluctuating..."
He is the head of a technical team in this quantification factory, assigning tasks to team members.
From a rookie to a leader, he took less than two years.
Of course, this was also due to his being delegated.
Previously he was on the Xia City side, where everyone was talented, and he was certainly just a rookie.
But now assigned to a small quantification factory, he published three provincial-level papers in these years.
His status is impressive.
The factory leaders greatly rely on him.
"Engineer Zhuang, you left your water cup with me."
While Zhuang Liangjun was distributing tasks.
A factory leader smiled and personally brought over his water cup.
"Oh." Zhuang Liangjun just nodded slightly, then continued assigning tasks while looking at the report.
The factory leader smiled, standing at the door, holding the water cup, waiting for Zhuang Liangjun to finish his work.
Technical personnel, especially such skilled young personnel, are adored by these older generations wherever they go.
Because during the year at their factory, Zhuang Liangjun helped them achieve the title of advanced unit twice.
Including the papers Zhuang Liangjun published in the province, the address and honor also fell to their factory.
Especially as the city allocated more production materials due to Zhuang Liangjun’s solid technical skills.
All the honors and benefits combined.
The people in the factory truly treated Zhuang Liangjun as a treasured asset.
Even when some large factories came scouting for talent indirectly.
The factory director seemed modest but actually was firm in not letting him go.
"Xiaozhuang, have you eaten yet?"
Meanwhile, while the factory leader waited for Zhuang Liangjun to distribute tasks.
The factory director also came over, smiling, with soy milk and buns in hand.
"Hmm..." Zhuang Liangjun has indeed changed now, becoming less aware of social niceties, and agreed casually before continuing to assign tasks.
"You see, I told you Xiaozhuang is meticulous in his work..." The factory director wasn’t angry, but instead quietly praised him to the factory leader.
"The factory director is right..." The factory leader, adept at flattering, nodded in agreement, as he was telling the truth.
Then, the two big figures stood at the door.
"Good day, director, good day, Mr. Li..." The technical staff receiving their tasks greeted the two at the door before leaving.
After Zhuang Liangjun finished distributing tasks, he flipped through some papers and then looked at the incoming factory director and deputy director, "Director, Mr. Li, I apologize, I really have no time to entertain you both."
Zhuang Liangjun said, ready to leave promptly, "We have been mass-producing superconductors for two months now, and some production lines are showing wear.
For production safety, I must go to the No. 3 workshop for an on-site inspection.
You know, the widespread replacement of Z1 is underway, and now is the crucial time when nothing can go wrong.
I need to ensure tomorrow’s batch is delivered smoothly."
He finished speaking, bypassed the two, and walked out.
But before he could step out, or wait for them to stop him.
Two personnel from the local electricity department walked in.
One looked at Zhuang Liangjun, then at the director, and directly said:
"Departmental transfer order, Zhuang Liangjun from your factory is to report to the city’s electric power research institute in one week.
Please transition quickly, and regarding the vacancy of your factory’s chief engineer, we have found someone who will report this afternoon."
After saying these abrupt matters, he took out some personnel transfer documents from the city.
After handing these over to the factory director and Zhuang Liangjun.
He and his colleague hurried out.
It’s the critical period for the large-scale Z1 upgrade now, and they have many tasks to handle and many talents to allocate.
Zhuang Liangjun is one of the major talents.
He is renowned even at the provincial level.
Looking at the downcast expressions of the factory director and Mr. Li, then at the report in his hands.
Truthfully, he felt bitter too; first, he was reluctant to leave.
Secondly, despite his hard work and eagerness to learn, he was still far from reaching the data center.
The ’minimum requirement’ for hiring at the data center was having published at least one ’world-class’ paper and being at least a ’morning-level’ researcher.
He is currently at most a city-level researcher with provincial-level papers.
He may seem like a prodigy, but given the current knowledge, if he were to go to the data center, it would be purely ’listening to divine teachings’.
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’I must put more heart into learning!’ After the bitterness, Zhuang Liangjun felt an even greater motivation.
With the unified coordination of the Federation, and further reasonable allocation of grassroots electricity and other technical personnel.
With such bold yet meticulous foundational changes.
Coupled with previous groundwork and the ’hard resistance dawn appearance’.
In the third year of Zhang Feng’s return.
On the day before the impending venture.
The world further realized large-scale superconductivity production and extensive Z1 upgrades.
Energy was no longer in deficit, the most evident sign being the lack of need for temporary ’power outages’ everywhere.
Zhang Feng felt much relieved and unconsciously opened the ninth Spiritual Thought.
He sensed the opening of Spiritual Thought.
Zhang Feng was first puzzled, then felt a bit dazed,
’Originally, according to the plan, I would have the opportunity to open the ninth Spiritual Thought in a year, but unexpectedly, it happened a year earlier.
To be honest, it’s interesting.
If Lingshan Immortal is hosted in the Demon Path Spirit Cultivation,
I, on the other hand, handle real-world pressure, indirectly achieving another form of Spirit Cultivation.
Pressure-type Spirit Cultivation, along with impurity removal.’
Zhang Feng found it intriguing, also feeling like life is a form of practice regardless of what you’re doing or where you are positioned.
A day later, at night.
Before the impending venture.
Because the energy issue had been partially optimized and resolved.
Zhang Feng thought this was a good thing.
A small comfort before the venture.
Zhang Feng went running again but didn’t head home, instead staying near the base.
Occasionally leading a few teams of special forces for a run, before he knew it, it was ten at night.
Then, he washed up and got into bed.
Zhang Feng looked at the countdown.