Zhou Heng worked at Juchang for twelve years, leading his team through the final challenge in a new car project.
The project succeeded and his boss got promoted, but Zhou Heng was laid off at thirty-six because he was deemed “too expensive for the value he offered.”
On the day he left, Zhou Heng bound himself to the Civilization Technology System. Its very first reward was all-solid-state battery technology decades ahead of its time.
He invested his entire severance package in founding Hengxing Technology, instituted an eight-hour workday and a five-day workweek, and shared company profits with his employees.
Everyone waited for him to make a fool of himself.
Three months later, Hengxing's solid-state batteries went into mass production: a range of 3,000 kilometers, a full charge in five minutes, and half the cost.
The new batteries that Juchang had spent thirty billion developing became obsolete before they even hit the market.
Orders poured in from around the world. The people who had once laid Zhou Heng off could only bring him their contracts and line up for another chance to meet him.
Later, someone asked how many years ahead of the world Hengxing Technology really was.
Zhou Heng glanced at the technology catalog in his System, where countless entries remained locked.
“About one civilization.”
There is a feeling of an assembly line. Before the batteries are sold out, they start playing with chips. As soon as the chips are made, they have to refurbish mobile phones and attack from all sides.
What are you doing in such a hurry? Do you want all the money in your pocket? There is no emotion at all, nothing exciting, just like a robot,