There must be something wrong with me

Federation Calendar.

Year 01, January 1st, morning.

This is a monumental 'epoch-making' first day.

Many people are out in the streets setting off fireworks, while many others are taking out their phones to capture memories with photos and videos.

It is precisely when they take out their phones.

Moreover, at this very second as ten o'clock in the morning arrives.

Some are pointing at their phones, telling their family and friends about the change in their currency model.

Federation Coin is converted at a 1:1 ratio to Great Xia Currency.

And today at the data center.

Currently, the 'fund pool' of the data center is linked to the official global economic database.

But it does not manage their individual large accounts, instead it's 'simply asking for money'.

As for the individual large accounts and such, do not mention them, do not talk about them.

Because the data center is for research, not for managing accounts.

Especially now, a new project has been established.

That is, the data center's accounts will be shared globally with some super institutions.

Simply put, from their total revenue after excluding normal official salaries and maintenance of research facilities, and other public health assurances, 50% of the remaining balance must be 'unconditionally' invested in the data center's research.

As for whether it's sufficient, and more specific allocations depending on each country's power to implement sharing and such.

At that time, the most appropriate arrangements will be made based on actual circumstances.

Afterward, as they provide funding, this is recorded, but the data center does not need to repay.

Even if there is repayment, it is not in money, but by providing 'new computation codes', or optimized computation codes.

This is considered a draft, also the first contract of the Federation.

Basically, 'tilt resources to prioritize the research of the data center'.

This item was unanimously passed without any objections.

To put it nicely, everyone has tasted the sweetness, so naturally there are no objections.

Not to put it nicely, the Federation was just established, so it's still in the super honeymoon phase.

Then whoever opposes, it's like being at a wedding with hundreds of family and friends,

and suddenly a stranger comes in, flips the table, and breaks the chairs.

The only outcome is being beaten out by the crowd.

Similarly, if any official now opposes, it means looking for trouble.

All officials will treat this official as a 'stranger'.

Especially the former global 'five big brothers' weren't particularly benevolent.

Now, after they've enjoyed the benefits of Z1, they're looking for a large piece of land to implement a Z1 rollout.

The land is currently the most scarce resource.

With land, there is more 'unlimited energy'.

And on this day.

Data Center's old office.

Inside the bedroom.

Zhang Feng is both looking at the briefing and observing the mechanical platform structure on the stereoscopic screen.

Now serving as a member of the Federation's highest council.

Zhang Feng is doing what a council member should do.

That is looking over the global briefing.

Indeed, today, after the first batch of superconductors started mass production and are used at various research institutions.

The tension on the electrical grids from all sides is increasing.

This is a common occurrence during the 'technological transition period'.

After watching these energy briefings, Zhang Feng also understood why Chen Genius was urgently constructing the mechanical platform.

Because under such pressure, small-scale annexation and wars are unavoidable.

Energy is continuously insufficient, even with Superconducting Z1.

Ultimately, local quantum infrastructures consume too much computing power and energy.

Additionally, the big data center is like a vampire, voraciously consuming computing power, energy, raw materials, and funds from all sides.

So now they only need a trigger for 'big fish to eat little fish'.

Thinking of this, Zhang Feng realized one thing,

'No wonder everyone unanimously agreed when the Federation was formed, without a single opposition.

Because everyone is like a stick beating a wolf, afraid on both ends.'

Looking at the energy briefs from all sides, Zhang Feng sighed, 'Now the data is unreadable, even though the previous accounts were cleared, but the core energy issue is tightening.

My fault for taking too big a step, wanting to expand everything, but the productivity is far insufficient, the front too long and too wide.

Also, everyone globally desires longevity and extraordinary too much and goes crazy with me.

Goodness, me and them really are like a dry wood fiery fire.

If we're not family, we wouldn't come through the same door.'

Zhang Feng feels speechless, feeling the global energy now is bouncing back and forth at the brink of collapse.

The reason it's bouncing back and forth, thanks to the lovely geniuses of the planning department, precisely controlling this critical point.

Maintaining maximum productivity and scientific advancement, while keeping the energy relatively uncollapsed.

For this, Zhang Feng could only say they are truly amazing.

Amazing to the extent they just reduced energy for one project this morning, then within an hour, the freed-up energy and manpower would perfectly, precisely, and reasonably be distributed to several other lines.

Not letting a single trace of energy idle.

And the most absurd thing is, within each project there is some small amount of energy that can be extracted anytime, accurately enabling instant communication between various sides,

conducting immediate extraction and merging to tackle various unexpected situations.

The planning department has meticulous attention to all details.

But their pressure there is also the greatest within the data center.

So great that each person, for stability and all-side connection, may have to work nonstop for more than ten hours, even more than twenty hours, relying on stimulants to ensure no mental fatigue leads to mistakes in judgment under long-term stress.