CHAPTER 1052: CHAPTER 61: INTELLIGENCE VERIFICATION

The more sophisticated an instrument is, the more easily it is affected by the environment. The electronic components of a computer are exposed to Earth’s magnetic field, cosmic rays, etc., causing potential state changes, where "0" turns into "1" or "1" into "0", known as "bit flipping". Quantum computers, being more sophisticated, are also more fragile, with even background thermal radiation potentially affecting the computation process.

In space, "bit flipping" and "waste heat" become even more serious issues. Earth’s powerful magnetic field and thick atmosphere can intercept most of the high-energy particles simply due to its mass. Its great mass also allows waste heat to diffuse evenly into the entire background environment, preventing severe temperature spikes.

The magnetic fields and metal shells of modern spacecraft provide higher protection efficiency per unit space, but how can they compare in size to a planet? At the same time, the mediums carried by spacecraft are limited, and the waste heat generated by fully operating computers will continuously accumulate. The vacuum surrounding spacecraft means that thermal energy cannot be dissipated via heat transfer. As for thermal radiation, the efficiency is just too low.

Even in this era, the onboard computers of spacecraft improve stability and reliability and alleviate cooling pressure by reducing their performance. This has not changed for many years.

Only warships, when in combat mode, use multiple high-performance computing cores to perform cross-verification and provide sufficient redundancy, while maintaining temperature by directly releasing coolant into space.

The design concept of the cosmic combat prosthesis is basically similar.

The ship being used by Jeanne and Asgard is a civilian vessel, and the onboard computer is considered low-performance for this era. Li Zheyuan was assigned many tasks but lacked computing resources to execute them. He could only do part of the work and then wait for resources.

After obtaining these computing resources, he could finally spread his wings.

Oh, no, Li Zheyuan now has no limbs.

After arriving at the Space City, Li Zheyuan didn’t even have hands. Jeanne and Asgard didn’t give Li Zheyuan any prosthetic body with mobility, only a brain.

Li Zheyuan now seems like a decorative piece. He’s just a complete human head, his face like a metallic relief, somewhat resembling his past appearance—only he wouldn’t dare use his original face. It would be too conspicuous and might bring trouble if seen. Unlike the purely decorative faces of the Scientific Knights, his face’s eye section is a prosthetic eye, with a vocalizer installed in the mouth.

Looking at the scrolling data and changing tables on the virtual display, Jeanne asked curiously, "Have you ever practiced Inner Strength? You shouldn’t be able to directly process this data, right?"

Li Zheyuan replied stiffly, "Why do I need to directly process data?"

Xiang Shan’s phantom hovered behind him, speaking viciously: [This guy was already a waste who only knew how to sleep under the research students by the time the Restoring Enzyme was truly developed. The initial Cognitive Revolution project first experimented on primates before moving to human trials. Before the clinical trials, everyone just theorized that once the drug was injected, a person would revert to their teenage years, with their thoughts and abilities continually changing and optimizing. If one learned diligently during this period, they could gain significant improvement. But if not, with too many distractions, even their existing abilities might degrade and disappear.]

[However, this scum may have been a fierce competitor who could study for sixteen hours a day in his youth. But by the time he was old, apart from the unspoken rules, he had no ambitions left.]

Li Zheyuan said, "Although the human brain is far less capable than a computer now, it’s very power-efficient and effective... What those so-called Inner Family Experts can do, give me a little time, and I can do it too."

Xiang Shan nodded, [To be fair, he’s quite right. In the beginning, Inner Strength was indeed like this. Compressing a week of a seasoned geek’s workload into several hours, it’s easier to spark inspiration and such... Initially, everyone just thought, oh, just ’absurdly fast,’ and the improvement in creativity wasn’t obvious.]

Only when "several hours" was further compressed to "a few minutes" did "hacker" become a profession that could be part of an assault team.

And when "a few minutes" reached the realm of "a few seconds," "Inner Strength" could already be applied in one-on-one combat.

Indeed, what Zhu Xinyu began training in her early years was just "acceleration"; for those like Xiang Shan, who have extremely high standards, it’s just the continual accumulation of proficiency "quantitative change," not really their true goal. "Creativity" and "learning ability" are the directions most worth pursuing.

However, one cannot look at things from just one dimension. A "quantitative change" in proficiency is enough to trigger a "qualitative change" in usage scenarios.

Li Zheyuan wasn’t wrong; he has indeed been learning and improving over these three hundred years, expanding the depth and breadth of his knowledge. But he has rarely risked memory loss or personality changes to use the Restoring Enzyme, nor has he used connections to have anyone perform deep transformation at the neural network level for him.

At least when reading data, he can’t process it directly with neural networks like an Inner Family Expert.

Upon hearing that this guy’s flaw is his slow work speed, Jeanne’s gaze turned sinister. She’s now deeply afflicted with Tumor Xiang Shan and lacks time the most.

She’s even contemplating forcibly applying the Restoring Enzyme to Li Zheyuan to see if it can further enhance his skills.

Xiang Shan could only advise her to hold off for now. In fact, with computer assistance, it isn’t a particularly huge problem.

At this moment, the intelligence previously released finally received a response.

Upon receiving the message, Jeanne immediately entered the designated online virtual space.

In this chat room modeled after a late 20th-century dance hall style, Jeanne once again met Amipako.

Amipako looked at Jeanne with a playful gaze, "You really have connections everywhere..."

Jeanne asked, "Have you verified that intelligence?"

"Yes, we did, and managed to elicit some... They are indeed hiding within the medicine market. Unfortunately, we also raised their alertness. One group allied with us lost three people."

Jeanne was a bit surprised, "Aren’t you... pretty brave?"

"We’re just lackeys after money. When those Six Dragons Sect guys see us, their first response surely isn’t ’kill them all’. The more they kill, the more likely King Aqini will take notice. Such simple logic, they surely understand." Amipako looked at Jeanne, "As for you... with intelligence this accurate, reporting it to King Aqini would surely fetch a huge reward, right?"

"Not everyone dares to claim rewards from him," Jeanne said, "I plan to sell it to you. As for how many hands you sell it, I won’t interfere. Personally, I’d prefer you sell it through more channels multiple times; this way, in case of any trouble, my likelihood of involvement is lower."

"Not just that. You could also sell it to the Heroes’ side." Amipako said, "Since The Twelfth Martial God dealt a blow to the Martial Ancestor’s first disciple, the Heroes’ side was deeply affected. Some elder Heroes also care greatly. If you took this news to them, you might get a lot of martial studies guidance in exchange."

Jeanne shrugged, "No connections."

In truth, the real reason for Xiang Shan is not only "no connections." Tumor Xiang Shan is actually somewhat wary of those groups of "elder Heroes." He has been dead for two hundred years; anything could have happened within these two centuries. Who knows if the elder Hero they approach might turn out to be a Six Dragons Sect member.

The key is, elder Heroes are generally a bit too strong.

Whether Amipako truly believed is uncertain. He extended a hand to Jeanne, "So... can we continue to cooperate?"