Chapter 1678: Three Generations of Communication and Pseudo Authority
The night wind howled and slowly spiraled up the stairs inside the tower.
At this time, Xu's active signal tower has been closed, but the closed door cannot stop him.
As long as there is a communication signal and a regular electronic lock is used, the authority dogs can enter different levels of electronic devices in different levels.
As a level-9 authority dog, Xu Zhi can use his mobile phone to easily open the electronic door through the program backdoor without leaving any traces.
If he uses his authority, he can even directly turn off the signal source of the signal tower. After multiple repairs are reviewed and reviewed, or the device is replaced, the signal tower can be turned on again.
With ninth-level authority, few people would have such bad tastes.
Xu Zhi came here just to see the traces of the signal tower installation.
Not only does it come from books, the inspection department also needs to use signal towers when entering small ruins. Xu Zhi is very familiar with this kind of product.
The device encapsulating the source on the top of the tower was easily opened by him.
Xu Zhi looked at it for a while before silently re-locking the electronic lock.
After thinking for a while, he began to march towards the site where the Special 441 Research Institute was located.
For ordinary people, few people know the locations of major research institutes, and it is extremely difficult to find these sites.
Xu Zhi looked around and finally saw the site of the Special 441 Research Institute.
The buildings in this place are not obvious on the outside, just a few red brick and tile houses with dim lights and shabby buildings hidden under the mountain, making it look like a sparsely populated mountain village.
The institute is located in a remote location, with only one rural road leading to it.
Xu Zhi looked around and saw that some areas where grains were dried could obviously be used as landing pads for aircraft.
This is also the main method of material transportation for the institute.
A lot of information kept echoing in Xu Zhi's mind.
He finally stared at two dark-faced old men smoking dry cigarettes outside. The two were quite old and chatting about family matters like ordinary old men.
The cold night breeze in February is obviously a bit cold to people with average cultivation, especially the elderly.
The two old men chatted for a while, finished smoking their dry cigarettes, tightened their clothes, and went back to their respective rooms.
Xu Zhi's body shook, and he immediately turned into a shadow and followed him.
When the old man opened and closed the door, he had already squeezed into the red brick house.
The room was extremely ordinary, and there was no trace of a research site.
After the old man locked the door and pushed open the bedroom door, Xu Zhi saw the bunker entering the underground passage.
The work of the two old men is not complicated, they are just responsible for the security work outside the Special 441 Research Institute.
They have been doing this job for decades, and from ordinary young people, they have gradually entered the age of octogenarians.
The old man shivered and began to squeeze into the quilt. He had just closed his eyes for a few minutes when Xu Zhi pressed a finger on him, making him sleep deeper.
The bunker entering the underground research institute is just a wall. With a little force, the wall has been pushed open, revealing a dimly lit underground passage.
This was built decades ago, and the style of the institute is completely different from that of modern institutes.
The dark passage is made of cement, and there is a gurgling sound in some damaged areas. When the water drops fall, it slowly gathers into the ditches on both sides and leads to the underground drainage.
After walking more than thirty meters and turning two corners, Xu Zhi saw the closed door of this secret research institute.
The door is an extremely old first-generation electronic lock, which involves fingerprints, iris and other verification methods. It is still easy to open and sneak in.
Excessive permissions did not trigger an alert.
Xu Zhi closed the door with only a gap open and kept visiting the underground research institute.
The living room, guard room, living square, and research center seemed to have opened up a small underground kingdom. The underground world suddenly became larger.
The light from the ceiling illuminates this place as if it were daytime.
It was already ten o'clock in the evening, and there were still people walking around this place.
There is obviously no distinction between day and night here, and work and rest are extremely casual.
The schedules of most researchers are already extremely chaotic. As they walked forward slowly, they could see people discussing research with great interest. Some people were yawning constantly, while others were eating and exercising.
Mao Qishan is the director of the Institute of Communications. He is now nearly eighty years old and no longer specializes in communications research. He only teaches apprentices and participates in project guidance.
When Xu Zhi found the other party, the veteran communications expert was explaining.
Although he only has the cultivation level of an ordinary cultivator and it is difficult to slow down the aging of his body, Mao Qishan's body is extremely well maintained, his face is still rosy, and he is extremely strong.
The girl standing next to him serving tea and water was obviously Mao Qishan's new wife, and she was dressed very fashionably.
For these young researchers who were led by the class, a beautiful young woman undoubtedly added a bright color to the dull and isolated research life. Xu Zhi could feel the green eyes of several pairs of eyes flashing from time to time.
Mao Qishan seemed to be extremely proud of these young people's peeping, and his voice became louder when explaining.
Probably thinking that they had been discovered, the young people's eyes immediately turned back.
"That's it for today's topic. You should study it carefully. The future communications world belongs to young people."
Xu Zhi waited for a long time and then saw Mao Qishan receiving the handout and casually drawing several horizontal lines on the submitted report to indicate errors or omissions.
This old man obviously has a good handle on professional issues, and these last few horizontal lines made the young researchers concentrate.
"Let's go, let's go."
Mao Qishan hugged his little wife's slim waist, yawned, and walked away.
"With so much research, no matter how advanced it is, it is just a castle in the air and cannot be used in society."
"The cost of building third-generation communication facilities is too high, and there is nothing we can do about it."
"But now society needs it. Look at the latency of those shopping platforms. The regional differences are too big. If our communications are laid out, the whole country will definitely become a large local area network. It would be great for society to be able to contact us at any time."
"That's true, the outside world is developing too fast, and second-generation communications can no longer keep up with the times."
"The third-generation communication theory has been very complete. I don't know how long it will take to adjust. The cost of communication consumables can no longer be reduced. This is a productivity issue and has nothing to do with our technology."
"It's not possible to build the infrastructure for third-generation communications here or there. I don't know how long Director Mao wants us to study it. The manufacturing cost and price are already very low."
"We build a large number of them. It is very expensive to install them across the country. All major research institutes are thinking about reducing costs."
Xu Zhi was about to follow him and explore Mao Qishan's private residence.
After hearing what the young researchers said, I paused again and listened intently to the discussions of these researchers.
He focuses on spiritual practice and his understanding of technology is only average.
This kind of internal affairs belongs to the administration, and in northern Hunan it falls under the jurisdiction of Lu Sheng'an.
Now that I heard a few words, I couldn't help but feel interested.
"I heard that only big people outside can make nationwide calls. Third-generation communication allows everyone to make instant nationwide calls. Just like what we have tested in the research institute, communication will not be delayed no matter what."
"We can't connect to the external network either, so we can only use the local area network."
"Director Mao can seize traffic and connect to the external network. We just don't have the authority. One day we can use Director Mao's account to try his pseudo-third-generation communication."
"It would be best to ask for the contact information of the provincial party committee, and we can report it and see if we can promote the construction of communication infrastructure."
Several researchers were discussing it with great interest, but the content gradually made Xu Zhi frown.
Seizing traffic for national communications is a permission only granted by level 8 and level 9 network authorities, and Mao Qishan's level is obviously not high enough to achieve this level of authority.
This is speaking in private to make it easier for myself, and to indirectly gain high-level pseudo-authority.
"The country is currently engaged in large-scale infrastructure construction, moving cities from place to place, and there is no shortage of money. It will definitely be able to build communication infrastructure. The old houses like mine have been expropriated, and they have been replaced with a big and new one, and a resettlement fee of 50,000 yuan has been given.
Woolen cloth."
"You guys are just lucky. I heard that women in aristocratic colleges like men with big houses."
"I want to marry someone as beautiful as Mrs. Mao."
"I want to marry someone more beautiful than Mrs. Mao."
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He didn't leave the communications laboratory until the researchers turned to non-nutritive topics.