The prospect Gao Wen described seemed to open a new door for Rebecca.
In the vast southern wilderness, the steel-paved track extends to the boundless distance. The magic-powered locomotive pulls hundreds of thousands of tons of goods and gallops on the ground. The mechanical gears and levers are roaring, and the powerful magic The energy engine is roaring, and the creation that is far beyond the reach of human beings is like the artery of the Principality of Cecil. It only takes a few days to transport materials and personnel to a distant place. In the past, it may have taken a month's journey, or even It is also accompanied by the danger of life.
She really wanted to see the scene painted by her ancestors.
"We can give it a name," Gao Wen said. He wanted to say the word "train" directly, but after thinking about it, he decided not to continue embarrassing the editors of the magic industry textbooks and those respectable scholars. In order to explain why there is an inexplicable word "electricity" in "Magic Power Capacitor", it has already begun to lose its hair one by one, "For example, it is called a magic train, so as to distinguish it from a magic car. Its working mechanism is the same as that of a magic car. It is completely different, it uses higher efficiency to transport larger quantities of goods, although it can only travel along a fixed track route, its efficiency can make up for this limitation.”
Then he paused, and then said: "The magic train also has its own field of application. It is more flexible and convenient, and can play a role in the transportation of short-distance and small goods. It forms a perfect combination with the magic train." Complementary, the transportation network they form can cover every corner of the southern border."
Rebecca's eyes sparkled, and she had already begun to outline in her mind how such a means of transportation should be realized: "This first requires a very, very powerful magic energy engine... Now we don't have such a large-scale... But You can consider connecting several engines together...or disperse the engines on several carriages as a power pack. It is also necessary to install a powerful magic net on the car to power the engines...the space in the front of the car may not be enough. Distributing the magic mesh units into those 'carriages'... the brakes have to be redesigned, the tracks have to be redesigned... ah, so much to think about!!"
"I will give you a conceptual document with a more detailed description, which should inspire you." Gao Wen looked at Rebecca, but then changed the subject, "But this is a big project, so it must be It will involve a lot of energy, so don't affect the follow-up R&D and manufacturing of magic vehicles and other concurrent projects. As far as I know, the Magic Technology Research Institute has recently expanded its staff, and you can take this opportunity to set up a new research group."
The magic energy train is a very important idea. Of course, Gao Wen is looking forward to it, but he knows that people's energy is limited, even if it is a talented head like Rebecca, it is not to give her a plan and then "ding "A result will pop up in one click. Moreover, although the magic vehicle has been finalized, it does not mean that the relevant technical research and development in this area has been completed, and there is still a lot of follow-up technical work that needs to be done by someone. Thread, can she handle so much work...
After all, judging from this girl's consistent way of speaking in a head-to-head manner and her style of doing things without thinking, she should not have many threads...
"I know!" Rebecca nodded her head vigorously, apparently her eagerness to try hadn't calmed down yet, "I'm sure I won't delay the business!"
Looking at the excitement in the girl's eyes, Gao Wen knew that his reminder just now was probably useless.
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Magic Technology Research Institute, in the laboratory of the great magister Kamel, a magician wearing a white researcher's robe stood up from a strangely shaped seat with the support of others, and then walked stiffly. The pace came to the chair resting next to it.
The magician's eyes were a little dazed, and his muscles were tense all the time. After more than ten seconds, he recovered, and then looked at Kamel floating not far in front of him: "Master, I recovered."
Kamel immediately took half a step forward: "Okay, how do you feel?"
"Vertigo, seeing a lot of intricate hallucinations, hearing noises with unknown meanings, and occasionally hearing broadcasts that seem to be programs broadcast by Magic Network," the magician said about his feelings, "After sitting on that chair, I always It feels like the muscles are tense, even if the brain wants to relax, it doesn't work, as if the connection between the brain and the body has been disturbed by something."
Kamel listened carefully to the experimenter's description, and let out a sigh (although he was not breathing): "...it seems that the neural interference and information injection functions have indeed been realized, but there are problems with connection and compilation, and' Dip' process is very unreliable."
Afterwards, he floated to the center of the laboratory, and came to the weird chair that the magician had been sitting on before.
This seat is obviously a magical creation, but it is different from any kind of magical machinery made by Cecil. It is a reclining chair that can be half-ly reclined. , The metal base with flickering magic patterns all over the surface, the rune structure on the base is slightly similar to the base runes of the magic net communicator, but it is obviously more complicated and profound. On the upper part of the seat, behind the backrest, you can see many metal arc-shaped structures extending from the middle of the backrest to the position where the neck and the back of the head rest. The stretched, curved spine is normal and extends into the base of the seat bottom.
On the front of the seat, the area for people to lie down is covered with a layer of dark blue leather-like wrappings. The leather "chair cushion" is lined with neat metal contacts, which extend from the lumbar spine to the Extending upwards, it corresponds to the general structure of the human spine, forming a matrix.
It looked weird and mysterious, even almost a little scary. If it was an ordinary person who had never seen anything in the world, he would probably not dare to sit on such a seat that looked like some kind of sacrificial prop.
"It was manufactured strictly according to the information provided by the lord, including the basic rune array and every nerve connection point. We only reset its connection direction so that it points to the magic net," another magician said in Said next to it, "But it seems that ordinary people have no way to connect their consciousness with the seat, let alone launch it."
Another magician took over the words: "Even if you remove the clothes and let the skin directly touch the nerve contacts, there is no way to improve the connection effect, but it will aggravate the side effects."
Kamel didn't make a sound, just floating in front of the seat, the two arcane flames on his head fixedly "watched" the flashing runes on the chair.
This weird and somewhat unsettling device was manufactured under the behest of Gao Wen, and the technology it uses may seem almost terrifying to most ordinary people
This is the creation of the Eternal Sleeper, a variant of the magic circle known as the "neural interactive mind network connection circle". The lord found this complex and profound magic circle from the knowledge of the Eternal Sleeper, and ordered the magic technology The Institute used new techniques to restore it.
The researchers were not afraid of the source of this technology because the people who can work here at least know the words "technology is innocent", but when they finally constructed those complicated and profound magic runes and made them After buying such a chair, they found that this thing did not meet the requirements of the lord.
"Maybe we are missing some key elements," said the magician who tested the seat after a while of silence. He had regained some energy and his voice became steady and powerful. Using sorcery and magic, and using all kinds of terrible methods to transform themselves, just like those fallen druids, I suspect that this seat also has requirements in this regard: it is useless for ordinary people to sit on it, it must be with those who sleep forever Just like the others, you have to 'reform' yourself."
A magician standing next to him immediately shook his head: "This is not good news..."
Kamel listened to the discussions of other researchers, but couldn't help but sigh in his heart
It would be nice if my nervous system was still there, maybe I could actually feel what is wrong with this chair, but it's a pity that now let alone the nervous system, I don't even have eyes and expressions...
He shook his head and made a buzzing voice: "Continuing the discussion won't help, let's re-adjust the position of the connection points and the state of the curved spine bridge, and try again."
The magicians acted immediately and began to readjust the state of the seat, and a new tester also stepped forward, ready to test after the seat was restarted: there is Kamel, the legendary mage, watching here So, there is no need to worry about life-threatening, directly going to the human body test is the easiest and quickest solution.
This can also be regarded as the unique "efficient mode" of a laboratory with extraordinary powerhouses.
But just when a group of magicians were busy readjusting the seats, and Kamel was about to order the start-up test, a voice suddenly came from the direction of the laboratory door, interrupting their work.
"Try it a few more times, and there is a key link that is wrong."
Kamel raised his head and looked in the direction of the sound. He saw the stooped Pittman walking slowly into the laboratory. This little old man was still wearing his gray druid robe, with a beard and hair. Messy, but with a rather smug smile on his face.
Pittman seemed to be in a hurry when he smiled, so Kamel decided to ignore the guy's expression.
"The key link?" He looked at Pittman who had already approached, "Also, why are you here when you are free?"
"I heard about your research project from Ms. Rebecca before. She seems to think that I, a druid, can help you and I think her idea makes sense," Pittman laughed twice, and then Turned around the strangely shaped chair, "The technology of the Eternal Sleeper is a technology that connects magical creations and human brains. Note that it is the human brain and magical creations. You seem to only pay attention to the part of magical creations." , but ignored the subtle role of 'biological structure' in this process, you lack the guidance of a professional druid... "
Kamel nodded slightly, with a serious tone: "The research institute has a lot of funding."
"...I haven't asked for money yet!" Pittman stared at him, then squinted at Kamel, "By the way, you, a guy who has never died for a thousand years, have learned how to joke?"
"I'm not kidding, I'm just stopping the loss of the institute's funding," Kamel said with a blue-green face, "You came to provide guidance last time and directly caused us to lose half a month's funding of a team. Of course, if you It can really help us, and I wouldn't mind treating you to a meal in my personal capacity."
"...Forget it, no one who eats with you wants to have a second time. I sit and eat, and then you float next to me and cut more than 80 colors in a minute. I can't eat it," Pittman posed He waved his hand, and then pointed to the chair in the center of the laboratory, "There is nothing wrong with the design of this thing, but I am afraid that even the lord does not know that there is a technical detail in it, which is used to connect the basic rune array. There is something called an artificial nerve cord, which cannot be replaced by ordinary magic-guiding materials."
Kamel's tone was full of curiosity: "Artificial nerve cord?"
"Something made of a mixture of biomass and channeling metal, you can think it's alive, even though it's actually closer to a magic puppet," Pittman said slowly, "I'm not sure I can Made it, but maybe try it."
Kamel looked carefully at Pittman's face that never seemed to be serious: "...I'm afraid this is not knowledge that ordinary druids can master?"
Pittman smiled. "Who knew? I happen to be a naturalist."