Scholar’s Advanced Technological System

The Ark is convinced.

You're absolutely right!

That must be the same battery as Wreck One!

Because almost as soon as he looked up against the battery throwing the barrel, the light feathers falling from the sky fell like rain dots, covering almost all of the area behind the bunker without a dead end.

With the remnants of consciousness, the ship barely saw several drones that looked like electricity pouring fire on the ground as they swept through the air.

And the battery, which had not yet landed, was also worn from the middle of the shooting rain.

This look, and the "Wreck One" he got from the system, is really engraved in a mold...

Dream interrupted.

The two knees jumped like a reflex and woke up from the sleeping ark, removing their helmets.

When he woke up and saw a drone with a small TV hanging from the bottom, he flew towards him.

[Master! Are you all right? Yeah. QAQ]

Though not painful, the feeling of death is really uncomfortable, especially being sieved by high-energy rays, and the ark is already having a psychological shadow over something like drones.

Conditions reflexed out of his right hand, the ark held down one hand to dive over, Em, shaking his faint head, and sat up from the bed.

“I'm fine... where's the data? How was the collection? Can you observe the dream? ”

That's what he cares about most.

There's a lot more to dig in that huge ring world, and if he loses his ticket so completely, it's too much.

Including that Professor Ryan.

And the so-called "Oracle.”

Tell the Ark directly that this may be his only chance to uncover the system's secrets.

Em: [It's all scanned down... but there seems to be a problem. QAQ]

The ark was slightly stunned and frowned.

“What's the problem? ”

Xiao Ei: [After the neural signals are translated, the information is not recorded in a traditional way, but is stored in a special way based on fuzzy computations. QAQ]

Ark: “… what does that mean? ”

Em: [Simply put, it's like a “black box” to us… QAQ]

It took about three minutes for Em to explain to him what was going on.

It is well known that the greater the entropy of information, the greater the randomness and the greater the uncertainty, the greater the amount of information that needs to be determined.

In contrast, within limited storage space, a greater amount of information can be generated.

In order to plug a large enough amount of information into a limited amount of storage space, a special compression rule has been adopted by those who make this "memory”.

To make an inappropriate analogy, the data stored on a typical hard drive is like a series of numbers arranged in a specific order from 0-9, which is very easy to read and write and looks obvious, and the downside is that it takes up too much space.

And this “void memory” is different, including the memory a he saw earlier, which is more like a binary primary equation with an uncertain line of parameters.

By entering different x-values, you can output different y's, which are written in a short line, but they can accommodate an unimaginably large amount of data.

The advantages of doing so are evident, even in the capacity of the human brain, in sustaining a dream of the size of a galaxy.

The drawbacks are obvious, of course.

The difficulty of accessing information has also increased indefinitely at the cost of increasing information uncertainty.

If you want to "read” the message it wants to express, you have to solve it first.

The binary primary equation is good to say that even junior high school students can solve the corresponding y-value when given an x-value.

But what if we swap binary quadratic equations for ternary quadratic equations?

Not only will the calculation increase exponentially, but the solution to the equation will also be full of uncertainty.

In fact, the memory that the system gives him is something like that.

It is equivalent to an n-element n-dimensional set of equations, the dimension of n being his behavior in the dream, and the combined effect of various NPCs reacting according to specific logic on the entire dream.

Theoretically, the system that built the entire dream was originally reproduced locally on the server. Of course, Em can modify the system.

But once the parameters of the equation are changed, it becomes another radically different equation, and the dream is naturally no longer the original dream, and even untying it will not benefit anything.

So, to crack the secret, you have to get something similar to a password book.

Or the common denominator, the so-called script, or strategy, to go along with the NPCs' performances, to undo what happened.

In fact, this “password book” is actually contained in dreams.

The Ark even has more than 90% certainty that as long as the character under his control follows the "plot mission," escorting that Professor Ryan to the Imperial Council Hall and achieving 100% synchronization of his memories, he will be able to trigger the main line and reveal the secrets of the Oracle.

To be honest, it's all clear.

I don't know, he could find some unexpected legs along the way, harvesting unexpected clues.

But theory is theoretical, and it's actually another thing to do.

Getting a scientist to run to the battlefield and a trained soldier is a little bit harder than shooting. How many dishes do the alien soldiers have to have if they can get through the gate?

Even the big Hollywood movies, I'm afraid they won't shoot like that.

“... this is fucking with me! ”

When you think of that ray coming down from the sky, the scalp of the ark can't help feeling numb for a while.

Is this a human game?

Now he finally realized that when Comrade Li Gaoling helped him test the phantom system, the grey-headed dusty face removed the helmet, the mood was boring.

Thanks to his ingenuity before entering the system space, while reading the void memories, he observed the dream through the neuromodulator, sort of copied the damn “game”.

Otherwise, the clearance mode of this fate and the deletion is dead. This is to find Cold Wing and Liu Peiqiang, if you are afraid, you will not be able to clear the clearance.

Em: [Master, can you let Em go now? QAQ]

I looked at the drone in my hand and the ark put it on the table.

Watching Egg floating, the ark was silent for a while and suddenly said.

“… that is, there is no way to modify weapons or injuries by modifying memory methods, right? ”

[Hmm… QAQ]

“Skip the clip? ”

[I don't think so... that memories algorithm is too mysterious for Em]

“Can you change your face? ”

[OK 8…… QwQ]

Ark: “…”

Oh, fuck!

What do you want?

Taking a deep breath, the ark adjusted its mood, picked up its helmet and put it back on, laying flat on the bed.

“… let's do it again. ”

If you don't succeed once, do it twice!

The Ark believes that as long as you don't give up and keep brushing, you will find a way to break the game!