Back to 2001: I Really Want to Be Reborn

Lu Zheng, a fifty-eight-year-old military engineer, died at the last second before the explosion in the laboratory. Opening your eyes again, in 2001, there was an Internet cafe in an urban village in Liuzhou, an eighteen-year-old shell, with forty years of technical foundation, plus a system that could plunder technology entries. When others are reborn to trade stocks and real estate, the first thing he does when he is reborn is to turn off the hacker war news, create a new document, and write a paper. SEI film, graphene, AI attention mechanism, room temperature superconductivity, topological insulator - every few months, an anonymous paper from the "Tsinghua Basic Science Prospective Research Center" appears in the world's top journals, and the signature is always four words: Shuimu·Anonymous. Reviewers kneel to read, Nobel Prize winners line up to fly to Beijing to ask for a meeting, and business bosses rely on eight levels of connections just to meet for a cup of coffee. He was sitting on the sixth floor of the old library, eating instant noodles, and asked just one sentence: "Money is a common thing, but formulas are eternal." Not showing up, not giving a platform, not touching money, it has abruptly moved the starting line of Chinese science and technology forward by twenty years. Laboratories around the world are chasing a Chinese man, and he is helping his mother bargain at the Liuzhou wet market. "It's no use smashing a few websites. We have to let them chase us from the root." This is a story about exchanging anonymity for a chance to raise the nation's profile.