Chapter 517 Pittman's Assistance

The prospect described by Gawain seemed to have opened a new door for Rebecca.

In the vast southern wilderness, the steel-paved track stretches to the boundless distance, the magic-powered locomotive pulls hundreds of thousands of tons of goods flying on the ground, the mechanical gears and levers are roaring, and the powerful magic The 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 - which in the past may have taken a month's journey. , and even life-threatening.

She really wanted to see what the ancestors painted.

"We can give it a name," Gawain said, and he wanted to say the word "train" directly, but after thinking about it, he decided not to continue to embarrass the editors of the magic industry textbooks - those respectable Scholars have started to lose their hair one by one in order to explain why there is an inexplicable "electricity" in the "magic capacitor", "for example, it is called a magic train, so as to distinguish it from a magic train. Its working mechanism is related to magic. The guide car is completely different, it uses higher efficiency to transport larger quantities of goods, and although it can only travel along a fixed track route, its efficiency makes up for this limitation.”

Then he paused, and then said: "And the magic train also has its own application area. It is more flexible and convenient, and can play a role in the transportation of short-distance and small cargoes. It forms a perfect match with the magic train. Complementary, the transport network they form can cover every corner of the southern border."

Rebecca's eyes were shining, and she had begun to outline in her mind how such a vehicle should be realized: "This first requires a very, very powerful magic engine... Now we don't have such a large-scale... ...but consider connecting several engines together...or spread the engines over several cars as a power pack. Also need to have a very powerful magic net on the car to power the engines...space in the front of the car I'm afraid it's not enough, we need to distribute the magic net units in those 'cars'... the braking has to be redesigned, and the tracks must be designed... ah, there are so many things to consider!!"

"I will give you a conceptual document with a more detailed description, which should give you some inspiration," Gawain looked at Rebecca, but then changed the conversation, "But this is a big project, it must be It will involve a lot of energy, and you should not affect the follow-up R&D and manufacturing of the magic car and other concurrent projects. As far as I know, the Magic Technology Research Institute has recently undergone a staff expansion, and you can take this opportunity to set up a new research group. "

The magic energy train is a very important idea, of course Gawain 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 "ding" "A result will pop up. Moreover, although the magic car has been finalized, it does not mean that the related technology research and development has been completed, and there is still a lot of follow-up technical work to be done-to be honest, Gawain doubts that this girl Rebecca has something in her head. A few threads, can she handle so much work...

After all, judging from the girl's usual head-scratching speech and the style of doing things without thinking,

She shouldn't have many threads...

"I know!" Rebecca nodded vigorously, obviously the eagerness to try has not calmed down, "I will definitely not delay business!"

Looking at the excitement in the girl's eyes, Gao Wen knew that most of his reminders just now were useless.

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In the Institute of Magic Technology, in the laboratory of the Great Magister Carmel, a magician wearing a white researcher's robe stood up from a strangely shaped seat with the help of others, and then walked stiffly. The pace came to the resting chair next to him.

The magician's eyes were a little dazed, and his muscles were tense all the time. After more than ten seconds, his state recovered, and then he looked at Carmel who was floating not far in front of him: "Master, I recovered."

Carmel immediately floated forward half a step: "Okay, how do you feel?"

"Dizziness, seeing a lot of intricate hallucinations, hearing noises of indeterminate meaning, and occasionally hearing broadcasts - it seems to be a program broadcast by the magic web," the magician said of his feelings, "sitting in that chair After that, I always felt that my muscles were tense, and even if the brain tried to relax, it didn't work, it seemed that the connection between the brain and the body was disturbed by something."

Carmel listened carefully to the description of the experimenter, and let out a sigh (although he was no longer breathing): "...It seems that the functions of neural interference and information injection have indeed been achieved, but there are problems with connection and compilation, and The 'immersion' process is very unreliable."

Afterwards, he floated to the center of the laboratory and came to the oddly shaped chair that the magician used to sit on before.

This seat is obviously a magical creation, but it is different from any kind of magic machine that Cecil has made - it is a half-reclining reclining chair, and the entire lower half of the seat is a structure An extremely complex metal base with flickering magic lines all over its surface. The rune structure on the base is slightly similar to the base rune of the magic web communicator, but it is obviously more complicated and more profound. In the upper part of the seat, behind the backrest, you can see many metal arc structures extending from the middle of the backrest to the position where the neck and the back of the head rest, each of which is like a The spine is generally stretched, curved, and extends into the pedestal at the bottom of the seat.

On the front of the seat, the area for people to lie down, is covered with a dark blue leather-like wrap. The leather "cushion" is lined with neat metal contacts that stretch from the lumbar spine. Extending upwards, it corresponds to the general structure of the human spine, forming a matrix.

It looks weird and mysterious, even a little scary. If it is an ordinary person who has never seen anything in the world, he probably would not dare to sit on such a seat that looks like some kind of sacrificial prop.

"It was made strictly according to the information provided by the lord, including the basic rune array and every neural connection point, we just reset its connection direction, so that it points to the magic net," another magician said in He said, "But it seems that ordinary people can't connect their consciousness with the seat at all, let alone launch it."

Another magician took over: "Even if you remove the clothes and let the skin directly contact the nerve contacts, it will not improve the connection effect, but aggravate the side effects."

Carmel didn't say a word, just floated in front of the seat, and the two arcane firelights on the head were fixedly "looking" at the flashing runes on the chair.

This bizarre and somewhat disturbing device was created at the behest of Gawain, and the technology it uses may seem terrifying to most ordinary people——

This is the creation of the Eternal Sleeper. It is a variant of a magic circle called the "Neural Interactive Mind Network Connection Array". The lord found this complex and profound magic circle from the knowledge of the Eternal Sleeper and ordered the magic technology. The Institute uses new technology to restore it.

The researchers are not afraid of the source of this technology-because everyone who can work here at least knows the four words "technical innocence", but when they finally constructed those complex and profound magic runes, And after making such a seat, they found that this thing did not meet the requirements of the lord.

"Maybe we're missing some key elements," said the magician who tested the seat after a while, he has recovered some spirits and his voice has become steady and powerful, "I heard that the Eternal Sleeper can not only Using sorcery and magic, and using all kinds of terrible means 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 and Just like those who sleep forever, they have to 'remodel' themselves."

A magician standing next to him immediately shook his head: "This is not good news..."

Carmel listened to the discussions of other researchers, but couldn't help sighing in his heart——

If my nervous system is still there, I might be able to actually feel what is wrong with this chair, but unfortunately, let alone the nervous system now, I don't even have eyes and face...

He shook his head and made a humming voice: "Continuing the discussion won't help, let's readjust the position of the connecting contacts 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 stepped forward, ready to test after the seat was restarted: the legendary mage Kamel is here to watch There is no need to worry about the danger of life. It is the easiest and fastest solution to go directly to the human body test.

This can also be regarded as a "high-efficiency mode" unique to laboratories with extraordinary powers.

But just as a group of magicians were busy readjusting the seats, and when Carmel was about to order the start-up test, a voice suddenly came from the direction of the laboratory door, interrupting their work.

"Try again and it's the same - there's a critical link wrong."

Carmel raised his head and looked in the direction of the voice. He saw Pittman, hunched over his back, walking slowly into the laboratory. The little old man was still wearing his gray druid robe and had a beard. It was messed up, and there was a smug smile on his face.

Pittman seems to have a hard time laughing, so Carmel decides to ignore the guy's expression.

"Key link?" He looked at Pittman, who had come closer. "Also, why are you free to come here?"

"I heard about your research project from Miss Rebecca, and she seems to think that my druid can help you—and I think her idea makes sense," Pitman laughed twice. , then walked around the oddly shaped chair, "The technology of the Eternal Sleeper is a technology that connects magical creations with human brains, pay attention, it is the human brain and magical creations, you seem to only be concerned about magical creations. part, but ignore the subtle role of 'biological structure' in this process, you lack the guidance of a professional druid..."

Carmel nodded slightly and said in a serious tone: "The research institute has a certain amount of funding."

"...I haven't asked for money yet!" Pittman glared at once, then squinted at Carmel, "By the way, you, a thousand-year-old guy, have learned to joke too?"

"I'm not kidding, I just stopped the loss for the funding of the institute," Carmel said with a blue-green face, "The last time you came to provide guidance, we directly lost a group of half a month's funding. Of course, if you Really helpful, I don't mind treating you to a meal as a person."

"...Forget it, whoever eats with you doesn't want to have a second time, I sit and eat, and then you float next to me and cut more than 80 colors in one minute, I can't eat it," Pittman said. 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 doesn't know there is a technical detail in it - the back is used to connect the basic rune array. , is something called an artificial nerve cord, and it cannot be replaced by ordinary magic materials."

Carmel's tone was full of curiosity: "Artificial nerve cord?"

"Something made of a mix of biomass and magic metal that you can think of as alive, even though it's closer to a magical puppet," Pittman said casually, "I'm not sure I can Build it, but maybe try it.”

Carmel looked at Pittman's face that never seemed to be serious: "...This is probably not the knowledge that ordinary Druids will master, right?"

Pittman smiled. "Who knows? I happen to be a naturalist."