My Weekly Refreshing Mentor Spirit

Wow, you actually managed to create this chat group.

Xue Dili found it interesting immediately because he had been wondering if the Interstellar Corps was too large and bloated, causing its technological level in some aspects to be even lower than that of the Apostles.

For instance, he still couldn’t figure out the principle behind the Mist Council. While the Interstellar Corps was using slow interstellar transmission signals, the Apostles had already advanced to hosting online metaverse conferences.

But now, it seems the Interstellar Corps was indeed a bit sluggish.

To Xue Dili, the Interstellar Corps felt like a giant whale: mighty overall but with too many reactions and redundant parts.

Perhaps this was unavoidable in such a large organization, where innovation takes a back seat.

However, now that they had managed to replicate the Mist Council’s information technology in such a short time, it showed that the Interstellar Corps just hadn’t thought of it, rather than lacked skill.

"This is the new information transmission technology. We can now allow everyone to communicate information without regard to space, but the cost is quite high..." Captain Xing Jia’er said somewhat embarrassedly.

"Cost?"

At this moment, an elderly projection spoke: "Transmitting information this way consumes resources every minute that could raise a Mythic Level member. Even with the Mimic Venerable King providing for the consumption, we can’t afford it and can only use it in a small range, for example, limiting usage to all squad leaders."

Xue Dili: "..."

No wonder they said to test it out; it was a prototype, not even a demo version—more like a barely workable version.

"So with such high consumption, why not create a text version? Real-time communication with video must consume far more than a text version, right?" This was Xue Dili’s only thought right now.

Like trying to do remote video calls during the 2G network era—without the capacity, isn’t it better to stick to SMS and chat groups?

They chose to mimic the Apostle’s technology, but it ended up neither here nor there.

Each Apostle is like a wealthy magnate, thriving on extreme resource extraction, colonization, and plundering. To the master of the Mist Council, such consumption might not be significant, but it would likely be unbearable for you.

A few people exchanged glances and said, "It’s not that we haven’t thought of reducing the consumption; it’s just that this technology relies entirely on the Mimic Venerable King."

"Let me explain." A large ball of light spoke up.

"You can call me Mimic Venerable King, or simply Venerable King. The essence of this technology is to open a dedicated subspace channel. In subspace, information can be transmitted ignoring the bounds of the cosmos, which is why we can never catch any leverage against the Apostles—their headquarters remain hidden in subspace," Mimic Venerable King explained.

Xue Dili: "..."

He suddenly felt that this Mimic Venerable King, resembling a big ball of light, was quite personable. They even preferred being called "Venerable King" rather than "Mimic Venerable King."

Just like how every deputy director prefers to be called "director" instead.

He also understood why they could never trace the Mist Council, realizing they always held meetings in subspace.

He had tried several times to pinpoint them but failed, and possibly the subspace where the Mist Council resided was specially modified.

Transmitting information via dedicated subspace channels was indeed something Xue Dili hadn’t considered before.

Mimic Venerable King paused slightly, then continued, "So, maintaining a subspace channel or pulling others’ consciousness into subspace is tremendously consuming."

"Simply transmitting text information through subspace indeed uses less, but very few can receive it. No one can possess such a function, so this can only be used by the World Consciousness and only for one-way transmission, not for ’people.’ Do you understand?"

Mimic Venerable King carefully explained the principles and issues to Xue Dili.

Xue Dili didn’t expect them to have this personality, but he quickly understood. The Interstellar Corps simply couldn’t do like the Mist Council, directly pulling people into subspace. However, the consumption was too great, and there are only a few Apostles, all above Tier Five Middle Viscount Level—those with such formidable power wouldn’t concern themselves with that.

But the Interstellar Corps couldn’t manage it. They are a massive organization. If such features were only available to those above Tier Five, it would be something of little use—barely replacing the emergency communication device.

In most cases, it couldn’t fully replace the emergency communication device anyway.

So they considered reducing the waste with this projection, not physically entering subspace, which considerably cut down on consumption, but it still wasn’t sustainable.

Xue Dili thought: "So, as long as everyone had a machine capable of receiving subspace signals, this technology could be realized?"

"Theoretically possible, but we haven’t researched it yet. If your proposed plan is feasible, we would need to study how to receive subspace information from scratch," said another figure who appeared to be a chubby ginger cat.

"Maybe I have something ready..." Xue Dili raised his hand.

In an instant, all eyes turned to him, and even the big ball of light that was the Mimic Venerable King seemed to be looking at him, though the Venerable King had no features, Xue Dili indeed felt watched.