What?
Many people didn't understand the meaning behind Jeff's words.
Facing most of the "specters" who were at a loss, Jeff turned his hand back and added an emphasis effect to the Stupid Sand on the beach.
"I mean, this seemingly stupid thing is clearly just a pile of sand. Its structure is loose, and it doesn't have any strength or toughness to speak of. But why is it able to carry the continuous output of the Format of Fire and still move freely after entering the Format Space? Gentlemen, do you have an answer? "
No one responded immediately. Some people were still pondering over the deeper meaning behind Jeff's words, but there were also people with stronger comprehension, such as the youngest Mr. Herman. He thought hard, and with a flash of inspiration, he went around the bend and blurted out:
"It's a threat!"
Jeff raised his eyebrows and added another word: "An extremely great threat."
At this moment, the Stupid Sand that Jeff had highlighted was still crawling back and forth in a frightening manner, jumping back and forth between the normal beach and the Format Domain supported by a group of Burners.
But there was no doubt that most of the time, it played the role of a disruptor, adding to the chaos of the constantly adding new people, seriously imbalanced, and extremely busy "experimental equipment". At the same time, it also endured the rejection and bombardment of the Format Domain.
For the vast majority of the audience, due to the joyous atmosphere on the Zeolite Beach, it was very difficult for them to associate the flashing electric arcs in the air with "lethality".
But in the visual image in front of these high-level participants, every blow suffered by the Stupid Sand was estimated, labeled, and compared.
Bald Jeff made a simple conversion of these values and expressed it in a way that was easier to understand: "In the past twenty minutes, this Sand Demon suffered 46 Format Fire attacks, the smallest of which was less than 100 joules. Let's filter this out and find a higher standard, more than 4000 joules, about the standard of 1 gram. How about that?"
The participants basically had the relevant knowledge, and they knew that this had already exceeded the kinetic energy of most bullets fired from large caliber rifles, and the power was already quite impressive.
But after a simple filtering, there were still 39 records left on the table. Moreover, there were many that exceeded one to two orders of magnitude, and there was even a record that broke through a million joules.
"Are you joking? What's the difference between this and a cannonball?"
"It's just a high-explosive grenade, and it did make a hole back then … a shallow hole."
"I can't see it at all."
"Wait, that seems to be the problem!"
Among the participants, most of them were smart and conscientious people. It was just that they were affected by various disturbances and were momentarily confused. When someone reminded him, he immediately came to his senses.
At this moment, almost all the participants were horrified.
"Yes, that's the problem. Be it the Format of Space or the Format of Fire, they clearly did not show the destructive power they should have. Where did the energy go?"
Someone tried to find a counterexample: "Those Burners that joined later on, it's pretty much the same situation!"
"That's right, those new members are also suffering from a similar impact, and there are no obvious signs either. But please note that the model of their suffering from the impact is completely clear … "
Bald Jeff snapped his fingers again and displayed the relevant data and a simple model. "... From this, it can be seen that the unmanifested part of the energy gap has re-entered the internal circulation of the domain and is almost not lost. Therefore, it is not harmful to the new members.
It was an obvious injury.
"But here in the Sand Demons, the situation is completely different. We can calculate the explosive power of the domain, and we can estimate the bearing capacity of the surrounding environment as well as the visible losses of the Sand Demons. However, when we subtract the two, there is still a part of the gap that we are unable to detect.
"If we remove the head and the tail, the missing gap is undoubtedly the Sand Demon's ability to bear and absorb energy. Alright, Luo Nan said it in a joking manner, but we can't treat it as a joke.
"The Sand Demon easily took it. The gap it created is not easy at all for the Format of Space, which is to say, for the theoretical and technological system of the Domain of Space."
Herman couldn't help but scratch his scalp: "Is it very troublesome?"
"The gap created by the Sand Demon's' digestion 'is something that our current theoretical framework and calculation model are unable to deduce." Bald Jeff's answer was extremely simple, but it made people's hearts ache.
Moreover, this wasn't the end.
"We also need to know that destructive power is merely the most superficial layer of this system. It is a complex system that involves a high degree of interference and influence between the mental and the material. The problem that has been revealed so far is still unknown to the entire system … … Of course, the situation might not be as bad as I've described it to be. There will be a series of new discoveries in the follow-up research process that will make up for and fill in the gaps. However, the current situation is like this.
"Gentlemen, this is the problem that we have discovered and urgently need to solve. That's all. "
Silence followed by silence.
The group of specters in the virtual reality world didn't speak at all. They were all evaluating in their minds or simply calming themselves down.
Only after a full ten seconds did Herman make a simple conclusion:
"If I understand correctly, Jeff, what you're saying is that this fellow Luo Nan not only created a new product that could possibly replace the Dynamo Core, but he also created an extremely targeted cracking tool?
"That Sand Demon. That stupid fellow. His existence can effectively counter the Archetype Format's theoretical and technological system?"
Bald Jeff's expression didn't change. His smile was like a fake shell: "The results of our current observations are: The effectiveness of the Format Domain is clearly reduced on the Sand Demon."
Herman's chest tightened again. He found it hard to continue for a while. However, a drowning man would always randomly pull himself up. Herman's gaze swept around randomly in an attempt to find inspiration. In the end, he really did manage to hook onto something.
"No, no, Jeff. Things might not be as bad as you say. Look, this virtual reality world that you guys created is really amazing. Even though Luo Nan created everything in front of us, I'm thinking that he might not be able to fully grasp the various kinds of information flowing in here because this is our own accumulation. "
Bald Jeff raised his eyebrows: "And then?"
"The information you guys control is getting richer and richer. You're fully following up on the entire situation. Your predictions are accurate. It looks like the relevant models are already in place … … I'm not talking about the Format Space. I'm talking about that thing."
Herman pointed at the focal point on the beach: "Can you guys also create that thing?"
Jeff looked at where Herman's finger was pointing and immediately laughed. His laugh was strange: "You're talking about … … the Sand Demon?"
"That's right."
Herman gradually straightened out his train of thought regarding the convergence of Soul Light. His finger turned and pointed at Sea-Gazing Youth at the end of the beach:
"I feel that this fellow has already explained in great detail regarding the cultivation of the Sand Demon. The direction is also very clear.
With Deep Blue and Tian Qi's technological accumulation and Mr. Li Wei's ability, we can imitate him and rapidly reverse engineer the entire system. Can't we do it?
"I remember Luo Nan saying that this is ultimately a matter of probability. Our accumulation in artificial intelligence is quite considerable. Even if our methods aren't as wild as his, as long as we're willing to invest resources, we should be able to produce a result by burning it. "
The more Herman spoke, the more reliable he felt. He gradually became excited: "If we can really 'burn' a Sand Demon out, then some problems can be easily solved. At the very least, it can become an imaginary enemy. Through the conflict with the Format Space, it can push back the flaws in our research and make improvements … … Perhaps we can use this to turn a crisis into an opportunity and take a large step forward! "
He heavily slammed his fist against his palm. His entire train of thought was thoroughly connected.
All he needed was applause.
"Everything you said is correct, Mr. Herman."
Bald Jeff maintained his smile and slowly nodded. He spoke words of agreement, but there weren't any ups and downs. There was a lack of resonance between his emotions:
"There are no problems with your words on a macro level. I'm even thinking that Luo Nan probably had this aspect in mind when he conducted such a crazy demonstration experiment … … He's also researching a few specific problems.
"But there's one thing. Luo Nan has hidden it very well from beginning to end. Most people, including you, haven't discovered it."
Herman frowned: "What's he hiding?"
"It's the gourd that you mentioned. The gourd that we need to earnestly imitate. It's still hidden deep within Professor Luo's skull. He's never taken it out!"
Baldy Jeff casually clicked and selected all of the words that Luo Nan had written on the blackboard for the past three hours. These words made one's eyes dizzy and made one's heart explode with high-level information. They lit up one after another in the virtual reality environment and were arranged according to the order in which they appeared. They looked much more orderly and soon attracted the gazes of the other participants.
"It's a very outstanding blackboard writing. It's a very complete process. It's a very detailed calculation … … Right? But I must say that this is nothing more than a child's toy! "
Herman gasped: "Didn't he display every step of the experiment?"
"He only displayed different levels of standard answers as well as the conventional logical connections between the answers. He told you that you can deduce the next answer from this answer. He even displayed the concrete steps and graphical models. It looked very beautiful, very deep, and very real, right? "
"But this is just a facade, Mr. Herman. Look at this sand demon. We predicted its behavior very accurately. It's as if we grasped everything about it. But did you know that we used the ant colony algorithm that was invented in the last century? We did a simple simulation calculation. "
"Why is it like this? Because the typical appearance of this idiot's movements is that it's highly attuned to the natural ant colony. But is it an ant colony? Or is it a set of sensors? Or is it just pure virtual data?
"In the end, it only displays an approximate projection in our experience and logical system. It conforms to our common sense and basic logic, making us believe that we understand and grasp it. But what is its essence? No one knows!
"What's the point of this? We don't need standard answers and phenomenal projections. What we need is Luo Nan's core thinking to deduce an answer from random results. A complete system that can support this miracle! "
"But on this point, that guy is so tight-lipped … Or perhaps, his thinking is on a completely different level from ours."
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