He Chendong subconsciously reached out and took the phone.
The moment the cold metal touched his palm, he was still wearing that habitual, restrained expression—half professional, half perfunctory.
He had seen too many "entrepreneurial geniuses."
Most of them came with grand dreams, thick PPTs, and thin realities.
Mobile operating system?
With thirty million?
Frankly speaking, if this student weren't Lu Xingye—someone who had already proven his technical ability by selling ransomware-removal software for thirty million—He Chendong wouldn't even bother glancing at the phone.
Still, professionalism was professionalism.
He placed the business plan aside for the moment and pressed the power button on the old DaMi 5.
The screen lit up.
A brief, solemn boot animation appeared.
Mountains rose layer by layer, clouds flowed silently, and the two characters "Kunlun" emerged steadily, as if carved from stone.
He Chendong froze.
"…This boot speed?"
He glanced at the stopwatch on his desk almost reflexively.
From power-on to desktop—less than five seconds.
On a DaMi 5.
That alone already defied common sense.
He Chendong frowned slightly, his skepticism finally giving way to seriousness.
He tapped the screen.
The desktop unfolded smoothly, without the slightest stutter.
No ads.
No redundant icons.
No pre-installed junk apps.
Clean to the point of austerity.
"This UI…" He murmured subconsciously. "It's not Android."
Nor did it feel like iOS.
It was something else entirely.
"Teacher He, you can try installing software at will," Lu Xingye said calmly. "Android or iOS, both are fine."
He Chendong shot him a look, then unlocked the phone and opened the browser.
He deliberately chose a notoriously heavy Android app.
Download.
Install.
The progress bar flew.
Open.
Instant response.
No frame drops. No loading lag.
He Chendong's fingers paused.
Then, almost holding his breath, he searched for an iOS-exclusive application—one that officially could not exist outside Apple's ecosystem.
Install.
Run.
The application opened.
Smoothly.
Naturally.
As if it had always belonged there.
"…Impossible."
He Chendong's voice was low, hoarse.
This wasn't excitement yet.
It was shock.
A kind of shock that overturns cognition.
He tried switching between apps, opening background processes, calling out permission management.
Everything responded instantly.
Every permission was clear, transparent, and user-controlled.
There were no hidden background services.
No forced system processes.
This was not a patched system.
This was not a modified Android.
This was a completely independent architecture.
He Chendong slowly put the phone down.
The office fell into a strange silence.
For a full ten seconds, no one spoke.
Then—
"Student Lu," He Chendong adjusted his gold-rimmed glasses, his hand trembling slightly, "did you… really develop this system yourself?"
"Yes," Lu Xingye answered simply. "Independent development."
"And the core kernel?"
"Independent."
"The compatibility layer?"
"Independent."
"The security architecture?"
"Independent."
Each answer landed like a hammer.
He Chendong felt his throat dry.
For years, Kyushu had been stuck at the system level.
Not because of lack of funding.
Not because of lack of talent.
But because the ecosystem barrier was too high.
And now—
In front of him—
A student had placed a solution directly on his desk.
One system.
Two ecosystems.
Minimal cost.
Maximum control.
This wasn't just a startup project.
This was a strategic-level breakthrough.
He Chendong suddenly stood up.
"Student Lu," he said, his tone completely changed, "this is no longer an ordinary entrepreneurial project."
"This qualifies as a key entrepreneurial project."
Lu Xingye smiled faintly.
"Then… the subsidies?"
"You'll get them," He Chendong said without hesitation. "Not only that."
He picked up the internal phone on his desk.
"I will personally submit this to the school's entrepreneurial committee today."
"Tax exemption for ten years."
"Interest-free loans."
"Dedicated office space."
"All of it."
"And—" He paused, his eyes sharp. "I will recommend Suihuo Technology directly to the provincial-level key innovation support list."
Lu Xingye's eyes flickered.
This was better than expected.
Much better.
"However," He Chendong added, lowering his voice, "there's one thing you must be prepared for."
"Once Kunlun makes a public debut…"
"You will no longer be invisible."
"Capital, regulators, competitors—everyone will be watching you."
Lu Xingye nodded.
"I understand."
He had never planned to hide Kunlun forever.
A system like this was destined to stand in the light.
He stood up and bowed slightly.
"Thank you, Teacher He."
He Chendong waved his hand, then looked again at the old DaMi 5 on the desk.
"This phone," he said slowly, "will change a lot of things."
Outside the window, the campus remained quiet.
But somewhere beyond the school walls—
A storm was already gathering.
Kunlun had descended.
And for the first time—
The mobile world had a new mountain to face.