Black crystal is very powerful, no doubt, but it has nothing to do with Jiangnan's future for the time being, because Jiangnan hasn't even figured out the industrial production of graphene. They can't really rely on tearing tape to obtain graphene, can they!
Moreover, there are no pressure equipment units of 150 million in China, nor abroad. Jiangnan even has to design such an industrial equipment himself, which is incredibly difficult.
According to Ni Guangnan, it would be a blessing from heaven if he could see the industrial production of black crystal chips in his lifetime. But regardless, black crystal is a very important technical reserve in Jiangnan's hands. When the technology is fully mature, the entire chip market will be completely changed with the launch of black crystal chips. This is another super trump card in Jiangnan Group's hands.
However, Tong He was not involved in the further research of black crystal. Instead, he was sent back to continue working on new materials related to graphene. In Ni Guangnan's words, the remaining mechanized scientific research experiments should not be wasted on geniuses like Tong He; he should continue to work on materials.
In short, the influence of black crystal is immense in the future, but it has no meaning for Jiangnan Group at present. On the contrary, it will consume a lot of funds for Jiangnan Group.
But from a broad perspective, Jiangnan Group has already formed a huge layout in the semiconductor industry. In the next 20 years, it can rely on photoelectric computers to make up for the lack of top-tier chips. Twenty years later, when black crystal is born, Jiangnan Group will dominate alone.
However, after making rounds in the United States, China, and Japan, our poor Boss Huang has lost a lot of weight from exhaustion. So he decided to relax for a few days. Coincidentally, it was the final day of the Warcraft III China finals, so Huang He took Leng Zhimeng to watch the competition.
Leng Zhimeng, ever since the finals began, had handed over company affairs to his subordinates and excitedly came to watch the competition. He was a typical example of neglecting one's duties. Little Ma, who was still working hard to compete for the market and staying up late every day to make plans, would probably be envious to the point of staring blankly if he saw this scene.
"Brother-in-law, who do you think will be the champion this time? I think Xuanwu will definitely win. His Orcs are impregnable!" Leng Zhimeng excitedly discussed with Huang He from the VIP seats.
Xuanwu was a favorite contestant in this global finals. He had won the Nanjing station championship in the city competition, thus qualifying for the event.
During the 10-day competition schedule, Xuanwu achieved an astonishing 8 consecutive victories in the group stage, becoming the only player among all groups to advance to the playoffs with a perfect record.
He continued to win in the subsequent knockout rounds, reaching the finals with an astonishing record of not losing any major games, only dropping three minor games, making him the biggest favorite to win the championship this year.
"Then I'll bet on Tian Qu Mo Xie!" Huang He shrugged his shoulders. In fact, he also favored Xuanwu more, but when betting, if everyone favored the same person, the bet wouldn't be interesting.
Although it was the finals day, not all of the content was about the matches themselves. In fact, there were many segments before the actual matches began.
First, there was an opening performance. A large tree appeared in the center of the main stage. Just as everyone was wondering why there was a tree in the middle of the stage, several spotlights suddenly shone on the tree, revealing a black figure lurking on it.
"Wow, it's a Night Elf!" everyone exclaimed, because this black figure, Helan, was a very popular Night Elf archer in the game.
Well, after all, they were wearing full leather armor and showing off as much as possible, so how could their popularity not be high?
And this beauty crouching on the tree was dressed as a full Elf Archer, even with pointed ears, which drew a gasp from the entire audience.
"Wow, what is this performance?"
"It looks like the legendary cosplay!"
"What is cosplay?"
"It seems to be about playing characters from games or anime. It's something from Japan!"
At this time, cosplay was still a rare thing in China, and most of the people present had heard of the name for the first time, but this did not prevent them from appreciating the performance in front of them.
"Invader, I am Sylvanas. This is the territory of the High Elves. Leave immediately, or you will be pierced by arrows!" A mature, alluring voice sounded from the stage, causing all the Warcraft III players present to exclaim. Wasn't this the voice actor for the High Elf Ranger in the story?
As this voice sounded, a man wearing a suit of black armor, with white hair, and holding a Frostmourne in his hand appeared.
"The wise man knows when to submit. Ranger, this will be the territory of the Lich King. Offer your soul, and I shall grant you eternal life!" The man said in a hoarse but commanding voice.
This caused another round of exclamations, as the most popular hero in the entire Warcraft III, the former Paladin and current Lich King, Arthas, appeared on the stage.
"You dare!" Next, under the gaze of all the spectators and the tracking of dozens of cameras, a thrilling battle unfolded between Jin Ling and the Lich King.
The Ranger stood up from the tree, drew a bow and arrow from behind, and shot an arrow at the Lich King Arthas.
To the audience's surprise, the arrow hit Arthas's body with great accuracy, but it could not penetrate his armor, and the arrow was deflected.
"Damn! That's a real arrow!!" the audience exclaimed repeatedly, as they realized that this was not a complete performance. The Ranger was actually shooting arrows, and this arrow had indeed hit its mark. This cosplay performer was actually an archer.
Of course, it was real, because this performer was actually a member of the Shanghai Archery Team, capable of competing for Olympic qualifications. So hitting the target with an arrow was a trivial matter for her.
"Death Coil!" Arthas, who had been attacked, also became angry. The Frostmourne in his hand emitted a dazzling light, and then with a classic skill casting animation from the game, this light, with the coordination of the stage lighting, was swung at the Ranger on the tree at a visible speed.
The tree where the Ranger was located erupted with a black and gray light, and the entire branch broke in half and fell down. But the Ranger also fell, but she lightly tapped her toes in the air and performed a double jump, landing steadily.
"Holy crap! Holy crap!! Holy crap!!"
The cheers of the audience resounded through the sky. This scene drove everyone to a frenzy. The audience, who had never seen such elaborate stage effects and performances, were seeing such a shocking live combat performance for the first time.
Using light to display skills, using the destruction of props to display skill effects, and the flying ability coordinated by wires, all of this was incredibly cool.
But this coolness was just the beginning, because the Ranger and Arthas then engaged in a fierce three-minute battle.
With the coordination of wires, the Ranger continuously flew in the air, performing various archery poses, and each shot accurately hit Arthas, making her look exactly like a real Elf Archer.
Arthas was also powerful. Although he couldn't avoid the Ranger's arrows, these arrows caused him no harm. On the contrary, one of his Death Coils could cause the Ranger heavy damage.
Finally, Arthas seemed tired of this protracted engagement. He raised Frostmourne high, and then the stage was filled with lightning, rain, and frost effects. Immediately, a magic circle lit up on the stage, and then the most astonishing scene occurred. A warhorse clad in skeletal armor slowly rose from the magic circle, as if summoned by Arthas.
Of course, this was actually achieved through the stage lift, but it had to be admitted that the lift and the magic circle combined were extremely cool and stunning.
Then Arthas elegantly mounted the horse, sitting firmly on its back. He then rode the horse in the center of the stage to battle the Ranger.
Under Arthas's control, the warhorse was as obedient as his own arm. Even though the entire stage was less than the size of two basketball courts, he could still easily control the horse to move within the area.
Finally, with the cooperation of the warhorse's powerful mobility, the Ranger was no match for Arthas. In the end, exhausted, she was pierced through the heart by Arthas's Frostmourne, and then hung on the sword before being violently thrown to the ground by Arthas.
"No! Don't!!!"
Many audience members cried out in pain. They were still engrossed in the plot and thoroughly immersed in this exciting fight. When they saw the beautiful Ranger fail according to the plot and face the prospect of being turned into an undead by Arthas, becoming the Banshee Sylvanas, the deeply engaged audience members couldn't help but shout out.
Almost all the audience members were Warcraft players. They were naturally very familiar with the plot, and these shouts infected their emotions. As a result, the entire audience was shouting "No," which was incredibly stimulating.
But the plot was the plot.
Just as Arthas was about to transform the Ranger into an undead according to the plot, and as the audience felt a sense of sadness and despair, a sword light flashed like a startled swan, like lightning, and shot towards Arthas. Arthas hurriedly swung his sword to block, and a huge metallic collision sound echoed on the stage.
Arthas was forced back more than ten steps, and finally plunged Frostmourne into the ground to stabilize his body.
At the same time, the flying sword returned to the backstage of the stage.
"Who are you? Why are you interfering in my battle?" Arthas angrily questioned.
"This young lady is so beautiful and pitiable. How can you act so cruelly and cruelly destroy such beauty?" a slightly flippant voice said.
"Who are you?" Arthas questioned again.
"I am Li Xiaoyao of the Shu Mountain Sect. I have stumbled into this sacred place. Please forgive me!" As the voice faded, a graceful young gentleman appeared, flying in on a sword.