Chapter 582: Beginning of Sales

On the day the inaugural issue of *Cangjie* was released, a long line had already formed by five o'clock in the morning in front of the Xinhua Bookstore in the capital of Long Country.

"Old man, why are you pushing? Isn't it just a trashy magazine?" a young man muttered with dissatisfaction.

"Trashy magazine?" The white-haired old man glared at him. "This is our country's first international scientific journal! My daughter studies physics, and she insisted that I help her buy a copy."

"What's so great about it? Westerners won't even look at it," the young man curled his lip.

"Whether they look at it or not is their business; whether we publish it or not is our ambition!" the old man huffed.

Such conversations rose and fell throughout the queue. Some were there under orders from their work units to purchase it, some were purely out of curiosity, and others were scientific researchers full of anticipation for the journal's contents.

At exactly nine o'clock in the morning, the bookstore doors opened, and the crowd surged in. The inaugural issue of *Cangjie* was neatly placed in the most conspicuous spot; the deep blue cover and the golden seal-script characters for "Cangjie" shone brilliantly, exuding a solemn and mysterious aura.

A young man wearing thick glasses was one of the lucky ones to get the journal in the first batch. He couldn't wait to flip to the table of contents, and when he saw the title "Complete Theoretical System of Longxin-III Hexin Architecture and Chinese Programming Paradigms," his breathing visibly accelerated.

"It's really published? The core theory of Longxin?" he muttered to himself in disbelief.

Continuing to look down, "'Aerodynamic Design, Material Technology, and Power System Principles of the Kunpeng Ground Effect Vehicle,'" another blockbuster paper! Both of these were the country's most cutting-edge technologies; were they really just published like this?

But when he flipped to the title of the third paper, he was struck as if by lightning, and the journal in his hands nearly fell to the ground:

"Report on the Theoretical Model and Breakthrough Progress in First-Wall Materials for the 'Yanlong' Controlled Nuclear Fusion Project"

Nu... nuclear fusion? It succeeded?

He ignored the surrounding clamor and quickly flipped to this paper. The first photo that met his eyes made him gasp—it was a toroidal device, and the plasma in the center emitted a heart-stopping blue-white light. The caption below the photo was clearly visible: "'Yanlong' device achieves a Q-value of 1.2, marking humanity's first positive energy output in a controlled nuclear fusion reaction."

"My god..." the young man's voice trembled, drawing several people nearby to lean in and look, and they were instantly stunned as well.

"A Q-value greater than 1? Is... is this real?"

"Looking at these data and photos, it doesn't look fake!"

"If it's true, this will be a revolutionary breakthrough in the history of human energy!"

Similar scenes were playing out simultaneously in major bookstores across the country. As more and more people flipped to that nuclear fusion paper, the atmosphere inside the bookstores rapidly shifted from initial curiosity to shock, disbelief, and then fervent discussion.

In the reading room of a university physics department in the capital, a group of graduate students gathered together, reading the nuclear fusion paper almost page by page.

"This magnetic field topology design is pure genius!" one graduate student said excitedly. "It solves the core problem of plasma instability!"

"The nanocomposite structure of the first-wall material is even more groundbreaking; it can withstand extreme temperatures and neutron irradiation..." another graduate student marveled.

"But the most incredible thing is this Q-value... everyone should understand what 1.2 means, right?" a young lecturer said in a low voice, his tone carrying unconcealable excitement. "It means we have taken the first step toward realizing commercial nuclear fusion!"

Silence filled the reading room, everyone immersed in the shock brought by this major discovery. Then, someone suddenly began to clap softly, and soon, enthusiastic applause erupted throughout the entire reading room.

At that moment, everyone present realized they were witnessing history.

At the Academy of Sciences of Long Country, Xu Guohua and several old scholars were gathered in his office, the inaugural issue of *Cangjie* spread out on the table.

"This... how is this possible..." Xu Guohua's hands trembled slightly. "Nuclear fusion? A Q-value of 1.2? When did we..."

"It seems Li Mingyuan truly did not exaggerate," another old scholar said heavily. "Any one of these three papers, if taken to the West, would cause a sensation."

Xu Guohua let out a long sigh: "We were wrong. Completely wrong. We thought he was aiming too high, but in reality..."

"In reality, he holds the power to change the world in his hands," another old man took up the thread. "And he chose to publish it openly rather than keep it a secret. This kind of courage..."

Xu Guohua silently closed the journal, a complex light flickering in his eyes: "Notify everyone, I am calling an emergency meeting at three o'clock this afternoon. It is time to re-evaluate our path of scientific development."

At the same time, the content of the inaugural issue of *Cangjie* began to spread rapidly through specific circles in the country like a storm. Scientists at major research institutions scrambled to read, discuss, and verify; university faculty and students stayed up all night studying those breakthrough theoretical models; even some ordinary citizens with a keen interest in science joined the discussion.

No one doubted the authority and scientific value of *Cangjie* anymore. Those past doubts and ridicule seemed so pale and powerless in the face of these three blockbuster papers.

And this was only the beginning. When these contents reached the international academic community, what kind of earthquake would it trigger? When Western scientists discovered that their proud technological advantage no longer existed, how would they react?

Li Mingyuan stood before his office window, looking at the busy city in the distance, a mysterious smile playing on his lips. The storm had already begun; what followed would be a technological revolution that would completely change the world order.

And all of this was under his control.

The storm was spreading quietly.

Three days had passed since the official release of the inaugural issue of *Cangjie*. The shock within Long Country had not yet subsided, and a larger storm had already begun to spread internationally.

Li Mingyuan stood in the conference room of the Wajiaobu, listening to the intelligence report with a calm smile on his face.

"According to the plan, we have 'gifted' the inaugural issue of *Cangjie* to the embassies of twelve countries through diplomatic channels, including the Star-Spangled Country, Beijixiong Guo, and several major European countries," the intelligence officer reported. "At the same time, we have also arranged for several scientists with a certain international reputation to 'accidentally' reveal the news of the nuclear fusion breakthrough to their foreign counterparts during international phone calls."

"How is the reaction?" Li Mingyuan asked.

"The preliminary feedback is quite interesting," the intelligence officer smiled slightly. "Most people think this is our propaganda tactic; some have even compared it to the scientific version of the 'Great Steel Smelting' movement."