In fact, from the moment you enter the room.
Tang Ling noticed this huge instrument, because except for this instrument and a messy bed, there was nothing else in the room.
Therefore, it is easy to deduce that the second assessment is related to this instrument.
What kind of instrument is this
Tang Ling frowned and couldn't describe it.
It has a completely different feeling from the machines of previous civilizations, and it is also different from the instruments provided in the room when Uncle Su Yao took him to test his strength.
It is filled with a sense of being ahead of its time.
The whole thing is perfectly built together to form an irregular rectangle. Under the rectangle is a hole that can be entered by one person.
Above is a completely transparent object, which is neither glass nor crystal. It is a material that is more transparent than glass and more textured than crystal.
If you look carefully at this piece of transparent material, there are complex and naturally beautiful lines. These lines extend all the way to cover the entire purple-red fuselage.
What do these lines look like? Tang Ling thought of something called a CPU, an integrated circuit under a microscope.
But in comparison, the natural feeling of these lines is not something that the integrated circuits on the CPU can have.
"Not that sophisticated?" Tang Ling was still confused. He was very interested in pre-civilized computers, so he knew more about CPUs.
At the peak of previous civilization, the CPU was already a 'nano' level technological product. It can be understood that the integrated circuits on it are extremely tiny, and a machine called a 'photolithography machine' must be used, which roughly uses the principle of exposure. These complex integrated circuits are etched onto blank chips.
The shorter the wavelength of the photolithography machine, the sharper the photolithography blade and the higher the accuracy.
This is the core technology of pre-civilization. Even at the peak of pre-civilization, this technology was only mastered by a few countries.
This controls the source of many core industries.
After all, there are too many places where chips are used.
In front of him, the texture of this machine was as thick as a little finger. Tang Ling was really wondering why this advanced instrument was not as good as the CPU
However, when he looked more carefully, Tang Ling, who had excellent eyesight, discovered that the pattern the thickness of his little finger was not a simple line at all. It was made up of countless smaller and smaller lines.
Because it was too dense, how could Tang Ling see clearly with his naked eyes? His ability to notice this was already a sign of abnormal observation.
No previous civilization had such technology! This is indeed an instrument that transcends pre-civilization.
Tang Ling became more and more certain about the fact that this era had super technology. He had no way of knowing the source of super technology, but he couldn't help but think that the CPU was the computing logic component.
In short, it means computing, analyzing, processing, and controlling various data.
If such a large instrument is similar to a CPU, what does it analyze and calculate? Could it be
Tang Ling was so absorbed in his thoughts that he yawned in the air. He lazily pointed at the last girl in the team, a girl named Christina, and said, "Time is precious, you come first."
What's coming? The boys and girls waiting for the test looked at each other.
Feilong glared at Yang Kong depressedly, coughed, and then explained: "The second round of assessment is simply to test your talents."
"In front of you is the only genetic talent calculator in Security Zone 17."
"If there are no unusual circumstances, the accuracy of this calculator is 100%."
"You just need"
Before Feilong finished speaking, Auston asked very confidently: "What if it's an extremely special situation?"
"Haha." Yang Kong laughed disdainfully.
Feilong also smiled half-heartedly, walked over, reached out and patted Auston's cheek, and said: "Little guy of the Godin family, how much do you expect to be different?"
"Just you?" Yang Kong rolled his eyes.
Auston was furious. He didn't dare to offend Fei Long, but he was helpless against the 'academic madman' who was arrogant and arrogant.
"Idiot." Yu whispered.
Auston immediately turned to Yu angrily, and Feilong interrupted Auston and told him to shut up.
Then, he said calmly: "We don't need to consider special circumstances. This kind of thing is one in ten million? I'm not sure, but the probability can only be smaller."
"But if there is a special situation, even if the calculator cannot get a specific answer, it will give an abnormality reminder."
"Unless" Feilong wanted to say something else, Yang Kong said impatiently: "No unless, according to statistical probability, if the probability is small enough to a certain extent, the data does not have much practical significance."
Feilong once again glared at Yang Kong with dissatisfaction, but thinking of the special situation that could not be demonstrated at all, he did not say any more.
He just told the little guys in front of him how to conduct the assessment, and said no more.
"Then let's get started." Yang Kong became unusually serious.
Christina, who was the first to have her name called, nervously entered the machine called the calculator through the hole that could only be passed by one person.
After she entered, a transparent door closed the entrance, and on the transparent door, there were 9 obvious haloes, emitting soft white light.
"Sit down and remember what Feilong told you just now. Otherwise, due to your own reasons, the calculation results will be wrong, and there will be no second chance to take the test again. We will only conclude that the tester has no talent." Yang Kong ordered.
"Indeed, even if you have gene chain talent, but your mental power cannot feel yourself under the stimulation of the calculator, you can still be considered a waste." Feilong didn't mean to be joking at all.
The singing between the two obviously made Christina more nervous, but she had no other better way. She could only cautiously follow Feilong's previous instructions and sit down cross-legged, with the soles of her feet and palms facing the sky.
Seeing this, Yang Kong nodded slightly, walked behind the instrument, reached out and clicked on a transparent screen, and did some operations on the screen.
With a beeping sound, the entire purple-red calculator lit up with a hazy white light, and the whole room became dark again.
Just like when Tang Ling and the others entered the house, they couldn't see their fingers and the light seemed to be absorbed.
There was only a white misty calculator left, as if in a completely dark void.
"Rumble", a dull moving sound came from the top of the room. Tang Ling subconsciously raised his head and saw that the roof of the entire room was slowly fading towards the sides, revealing the transparent top.
This is the top floor.
If the roof is transparent, what can be seen now is the sky of Security Zone 17.
But obviously, what Tang Ling and the others saw was not the natural scene.
"Look up. If you stare at it often, you will understand what it feels like to have even despair annihilated." Yang Kong suddenly spoke, with a hint of neurotic madness in his calm tone.
(End of chapter)