Scholar’s Advanced Technological System

Outside the window, the cantonese leaves passed through a misty morning glow, and the distant sky filled with white.

Laying the pen down and leaning back against the ark on the chair, he took a deep breath of the morning air and then spit out all the turbidity in his chest while comfortably stretching out a lazy waist.

“It's done! ”

All references and literature are complete.

Thirty-seven professional books, together with 87 literature, cover both biology and informatics, including the last 30 memory tablets drawn and the remaining ones previously used, this time essentially exhausted.

Whether or not this knowledge is integrated, it's all in the brain.

The judgment criteria have been met, and the next step is to “synthesize” new knowledge with points.

The skeleton snapped and moved its lower neck. The ark stood up from the chair, humming a small song and taking a shower in the bathroom.

By the time he came out, Em, who was flying in the middle of the sky, had prepared roasted bread and milk, fried eggs for him and sent him to the table with a four-wing drone.

Because these days are closed, the ark is basically at home, there is no need to go out, so there is no trouble for Wang Peng to bring breakfast for himself.

Breakfast was enjoyed quietly at the dining table, which coincided with the morning news hour, when the ark turned on the TV and switched to the news channel for a second look.

I didn't know, but I did scare him after watching it.

“... I didn't expect so much to happen this month.” When he saw the news from the beginning and learned that it was only half an hour from Jinling to Shanghai, a heartfelt sentiment could not help but be heard.

This is really an era of dramatic change every day.

Obviously it was only closed for a month, and he actually had the illusion of a fast and anachronistic disconnect.

He shook his head with a smile, smoked a napkin after breakfast, wiped his mouth off, and then stood up from his chair.

He took his phone out of his pocket and called Wang Peng.

The phone rang twice and was quickly connected.

The voice over there is very simple and quite tacit.

“To where? ”

“Institute of Advanced Studies. ”

“Roger, five minutes. ”

……

Jinling Institute of Advanced Studies underground three floors.

Through access control, he stepped into his underground lab, and the ark sat in front of the computer next to that pitch-black quantum computer, taking a deep breath and closing his eyes.

It took about a minute to sort out the thinking, and then the ark activated the system's accelerated scientific research function, combining literature and information on visual auditory signal simulation, neural access, neural signal modeling, and so on that I had seen before, to describe my problems in my mind.

[Points consumed: 15,000]

[Exchange?

It's more expensive than a controllable fusion control system.

And this is priced after you upgrade…

Looking at this horrible number, the ark is hidden in its heart, but it still focuses its consciousness efforts on the "Confirm” button.

At the moment when the button is selected, the holographic dialog box in the field of view spreads bright blue light toward him.

Almost as soon as that blue light spot touched his pen tip, a warm stream burst out of his spinal nerve, climbing all the way up to his back brain and penetrating inward in the direction of the cerebral cortex.

Gradually, the warm current got hotter and hotter, and the frequency of flushing his brain got faster.

Feeling the heat of the magma, the ark squeezed its fists, bit its teeth off and gradually seeped a drop of cold sweat in front of its forehead.

If it had been before, if it hadn't passed out, most of it would have been unconscious for a while.

But now, even by will, we can survive.

I don't know how long it's been, like a breeze sweeping through his ear, letting the heat of the washing soul gradually cool down into a warm stream.

Feeling the knowledge filled with the brain, the ark took a deep breath and opened its eyes.

In just ten minutes, he felt like a decade later.

It wasn't until then that he realized when he had been soaked with sweat behind his back...

“Finally it's over. ”

Sitting in a chair, breathing peacefully for a while, feeling like a recovered ark, began to review the knowledge previously gained from the system.

This experience is quite amazing.

A whole range of knowledge about neural access technology has been engraved into his mind.

It's like there's an extra memory in the brain that doesn't belong to you, and every punctuation is full of strange feelings, but it's clear enough to even “see” it.

It took about half an hour to look back at these knowledge points, and finally the ship that did the job had a flash of expression in its eyes.

“I see...”

“It seems expensive and it makes sense. ”

Immersive virtual reality technology is like a puzzle, not something that exists as a whole, but is made up of countless pieces of fragmentation.

Modems for nerve signals, for example.

This device alone involves research in countless frontier areas.

The titanium alloy prosthesis set on Li Gaoliang can be considered an application of this technology. Modulation of the nerve signal is done by modulating it into an electric drive at the joint, thus completing a series of complex actions.

Due to this project at the Jinling Institute of Higher Studies, the ark is quite knowledgeable.

Then there are a series of questions like simulation of visual, auditory, olfactory signals and physiochemical stimuli without side effects, all of which are cutting-edge studies in the field of biology involving neuroscience and biochemistry, and although they have been around for more than 30 years, there has been little breakthrough to date.

And as the theoretical basis for illuminating this branch of the technology tree, the common denominator is the front-end technology, and the system gives him a fairly complete answer.

In short, the entire blueprint is now in his hands, and how to use it depends on his personal preferences.

Aware of this, the eyes of the ark not only raised a hint of excitement.

What he needs to worry about now is how to make this blueprint a reality!

Without any stops, while this blueprint in my mind hasn't become blurred, the Ark took what it had gotten from the system, recorded it on the computer, and stored it in Egg's database.

At this point, a series of bubbles suddenly popped up in the lower right corner of the computer.

Em: [Master, your back is soaking wet. Do you want to change? (๑ ° ⌓ ° ๑)]

The typing finger stopped, the ark thought about it, nodded down and said.

“Well, bring it over for me. ”

The drone lying on the table swayed and floated, quickly removing a spare set of clothes from the storage room next door.

“Thanks.”

Em: [You're welcome. Um, do you need Em to help the owner change? (ω)]

Looking at the stupidly moving robotic arm next to his eyes, the surface of the ark opens with no expression.

“… thank you, no. ”