Old Druil and Pitman were still lying quietly in the silver-white seat in the Telepathic Connection Technology Laboratory.
The runes at the bottom of the seat were flickering regularly, and the artificial nerve cord connecting the base and the nerve contact array had a faint light blue glow. A low humming sound came from inside the device, which was the sound of the resonating vibration between the runic substrates. Old Druil sat in the device with his eyes closed, as if he had fallen into the deepest sleep.
"He has connected to the network," Gwen said. "He is now communicating with the people in the network."
"The connection is stable, the frequency orientation is normal," Kamel said as he floated beside a console not far from the cockpit, monitoring the flickering runes on the console. "There is no sign of exposure."
"Vital signs are stable, nerve pressure normal." "Emergency fuse is normal." "Brain activity is continuously monitored."
A series of reports came from all over the laboratory, and everyone around the device breathed a sigh of relief.
Amber could not help but mutter, "Phew — I thought the old man would die up there."
Even though Amber was noisy and disrespectful to Pitman, Gwen could see that Amber still cared about Pitman, who was like a foster father to him.
Gwen looked at Jenny, who was standing quietly not far away. "The runic system of the Eternal Sleepers can also be optimized and reorganized by runic logic, right?"
"Yes … yes," Jenny hurriedly replied. "Although there were some difficulties in re-measuring the interference value at the beginning, in the end, we still found that the runic system of the Eternal Sleeper still follows the laws of runic logic, and the inverter array technology can also be used on this connection device …"
"The Eternal Sleepers … Their dark divine arts are similar to Druil's magic, which is also transformed from divine arts." Gwen sighed thoughtfully. "Gods … Your veil is getting thinner and thinner …"
"Test time is over, ready to transmit the prompt message … Prompt message has been sent, receiving the subject's brainwave feedback … Disconnecting the nerve cord."
The technician in charge of controlling the connection device suddenly interrupted Gwen's soliloquy. Then, with a gradually low resonance sound, the runes at the bottom of the silver-white seat gradually dimmed.
Pitman lay quietly on the seat for a moment, then suddenly opened his eyes. Then, as if he suddenly remembered how to breathe, he took a deep breath, and his old body emitted a sound like a broken bellows. After a full ten seconds, he stabilized and exhaled deeply. "Phew … It feels good to be back in my body again …"
"The first time you leave the mental network, there will be more severe dizziness and weightlessness." Gwen looked at the assistant next to him stepped forward and helped Old Druil out of the seat. he nodded, then put a serious look on his face. "But before that, for safety's sake, we have to confirm something first …"
Kamel left the monitor and floated to the side of the connection device.
Gwen looked into Old Druil's eyes. "Prove that you are still Pitman, and not some Eternal Sleepers who infiltrated through the network."
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Half of the people at the scene covered their faces and turned their heads. Kamel's brightness suddenly dimmed by 30%. Only Gwen smiled and stepped forward to shake Pitman's hand. "Welcome back to Cecil. Other than dizziness, any other discomfort? "
Pitman was, after all, an Extraordinary. He stood beside the cockpit for a while, took a few breaths, and recovered. Then he frowned and thought for a while. "Generally speaking, there are no aftereffects, but … can we change the code in the future? This code is still too embarrassing for an old man like me … "
"A 737-year-old old man designed a secret signal for you. What's there to be embarrassed about? You're not even 87 years old yet." Before Gawain could speak, Hu Po, who was next to him, glanced at the little old man. His words rendered the two old men speechless. "And you have the concept of 'embarrassment' as well?"
Pitman: "….."
Gwen: "….."
"Let's talk about the situation after the connection." Gwen felt that the atmosphere was getting weirder and weirder. He quickly coughed and pulled the topic back on track. "Which level did you sneak into? What did you see during the connection process? Were you intercepted or scanned by the security system? "
The technicians immediately gathered together. Everyone looked at Pitman, who was standing in the middle, with curiosity and inquiry in their eyes. After sorting out his thoughts, Pitman said unhurriedly, "I should have sneaked into a level called the 'Stratosphere of Consciousness', where the City of Dreams is located. It is the area where all the surface consciousnesses converge. There is no vision during most of the connection process, only intermittent hallucinations … I should have completely bypassed the security system, or rather, the security system completely ignored my connection … "
Pitman quietly recounted what he had seen and heard throughout the entire process of the connection. Everyone around him listened attentively. Even Amber, who couldn't sit still, opened his eyes wide and listened to every single word he said until the end.
"… To sum up, I think the first stage of our real machine test is a complete success. The connection device is stable and reliable, and the 'security channel' is also reliable," Pitman said. "Next, we should consider the complex connection."
Gwen nodded slightly and looked at Rebecca. "Is it possible to mass produce this connection device?"
"It is temporarily difficult." Rebecca thought for a moment and looked troubled. "Some of the key components can only be processed in the laboratory, such as the organic dielectric ring of the artificial nerve cord. The main reason is that the processing process is too complicated, and it requires frequent use of magic devices to make adjustments. It also requires a certain level of knowledge about Druil. The workers in the factory are not skilled enough, and it will take a long time to train workers with sufficient skills."
In most cases, the main factor restricting Cecil's mass production process was not the precision of the machine. Thanks to the egg of Nicholas, most of the precision problems were solved from the beginning of Cecil's industrial machine. The skills of the workers were the long-term bottleneck.
After all, humans were not machines. It took time to cultivate and accumulate a large number of skilled workers.
"Take it slow. It is not realistic to popularize this device directly." Gwen sighed and accepted the reality. "At this stage, let's do the manufacturing in the laboratory and assemble the device that can be used by a project team. The specific number will depend on the actual situation. "
"For a project team …" Kamel heard something from Gwen's words. "Are you planning to do an experiment in the mental network of the Eternal Sleeper?"
"Don't you think it's a good idea?" Gwen raised his eyebrows. "Of course, such a good technology should be used for research. Wouldn't it be a waste to daydream about it?"
Carmel was slightly taken aback. Then, he bent down and said with a smile, "… I agree wholeheartedly."
"Then, we should give this connection device a name." Gwen nodded and pointed to the silver-white seat or cockpit on the platform. "Do you have any opinions?"
Pitman, Jenny, and the others exchanged glances. Except for Kamel, his eyes were not easy to understand. They then looked at Gwen in unison.
"We think you should name it," Jenny smiled and said respectfully and seriously. "Although it is the result of our creation, all the related technologies were collected by you through various means. Most of the inspiration for the project also came from you. You are the most suitable person to name it."
Although Gwen wanted to say that the glory of the technology should be credited to the inventor, when he thought about it carefully, it seemed that most of the technology in this connection device was the product of the Eternal Sleeper cult. He did not refuse. Instead, he looked at the silver-white seat and fell into a brief moment of thought.
A little evil interest came to his mind.
Anyway, the style of this thing is not normal.
"Immersive Neural Cockpit." Gwen said a name that he thought was most suitable for this thing. "Let's call it Immersive Neural Cockpit. How about it?"
"Immersive Neural Cockpit …" Kamel repeated the phrase. Although it felt weird to read, these few words described all the characteristics of the connection device perfectly. He could not help but nod. "It's a good name."
Gwen and Amber left the Magical Engineering Research Institute. Pitman, who was ready to go back to rest, also left with them.
The streets of Cecil City were still lively and lively.
"It's a beautiful city." Walking on the street, Pitman suddenly sighed. "Really, it's beautiful."
"The City of Dreams?" Gwen stopped and glanced at the little old man. "Be careful. It's easy to be immersed in it for the first time."
"I won't." Pitman blinked and laughed. "The city is beautiful, even perfect. But it's because it's too perfect that I won't be attracted to it. It's so perfect that it scares me."
Gwen shook his head and continued to walk forward. "The world is too perfect. I can't help but think of the legendary heaven that people will only reach after death. Entering such a city alive is really unsettling."
Pitman suddenly became curious. "You have experience. Is there really a perfect heaven after death?"
"… I'm just making an analogy."
They passed by Amethyst Avenue at the edge of the mage district. Here, a crowd gathered in front of a newly opened shop.
Gwen looked up and saw the sign of 'Government Office Supervision Project' hanging in front of the shop. And in the window beside it, there were large armbands or gauntlets neatly arranged, reflecting the sun and exuding a metallic texture.
Gwen softly muttered, "The first retail store of magical terminals opened to civilians has started its trial operation …"
As one of Cecil's earliest arcanotech products, the magical terminal was not something sophisticated. Moreover, as a compatible platform that could change core modules, the device had a high potential for civilian use from the start. It could be equipped with lethal spells as weapons, and could also be equipped with auxiliary runic boards as a convenient tool. For Gwen, who had always wanted to push supernatural powers to the masses, it was inevitable that it would be used for civilian use.
Last year, Rebecca and the others had successfully created engineering terminals with welding, cutting, and traction functions based on the magical terminals used by the soldiers, and distributed them to the arcanists and engineers. After a period of data collection and improvement, the civilian version of the magical terminal, which was easier to use, safer, and cheaper, finally appeared before the eyes of the common people.
The power of these magical terminals was even lower, but they could still be used to release the most basic cantrips and defensive spells with reduced power. Ordinary people could use them as tools, and they could also be used to defend themselves in the wild. It was really a very convenient thing.
But Gwen observed for a while in front of the shop, and found that although there were many people gathered, there were very few civilians who actually spent money to buy the magical terminal.
"It's normal. Magic is still a 'detached' thing for most people. Even if they have magical powers all around them, most probably never thought that there would be a time when they would personally 'cast a spell'," Pitman said. "And to be honest, while a few dozen silver coins isn't much, it's a huge sum for most people. Commoners who are used to being thrifty would not simply spend so much money to buy something unfamiliar just because it's new and interesting."
It was an inevitable phenomenon in the process of promoting arcanotech.
Gawain looked at the shop where the crowd had gathered and thought for a moment. He then turned to Hu Po and said, "Get your subordinates to guide them."
Amber casually agreed. "Okay."
Hearing Amber's quick response, Gwen was surprised. "Why did you agree so quickly this time?"
"Being a prop is the old profession of many of those bastards." Amber waved her hand. "What do you mean by 'guide', isn't it just being a prop …"
"… You're not wrong to understand it that way," Gwen said.
The three of them took a last look at the shop selling the magical terminal. Before they turned and left, Pitman suddenly said, "Actually, the nerve cord technology can not only be used to establish a brain-computer connection and let people enter the mental network. It has a possible application direction."
Gwen raised his voice. "Oh?"
"You are committed to letting commoners master the power of magic. The magical terminal can solve half of the problem, and the nerve cord … maybe it can solve the other half for you."
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