Five hundred and fiftieth chapters mica body (twenty-eighth)
What?
Many people didn't understand what Jeff said.
Facing the mostly confused "ghosts", Jeff turned around and added an emphasis display effect to the stupid sand on the beach.
"I mean, such a seemingly stupid thing is obviously just an accumulation of sand. It has a loose structure and no strength or toughness at all. But why can it carry the continuous output of the Format Fire after entering the formatted space?
, still able to move freely? Gentlemen, do you have an answer?”
No one responded immediately. Some people were still pondering the deeper meaning of the words, but some people had a better understanding. For example, the youngest Mr. Herman, who was thinking hard, had a flash of inspiration, bypassed the detour, and blurted out:
"This is a threat!"
Jeff raised his eyebrows and added another word: "A great threat."
At this time, the stupid sand marked by Jeff was still performing a ridiculous reciprocating crawling motion, jumping back and forth between the normal beach and the formatted field supported by a group of burners.
But there is no doubt that most of the time, it plays the role of a spoiler, adding more trouble to the "experimental equipment" that is constantly adding new people, seriously imbalanced, and busy; at the same time, it also bears the burden of formatting the field.
Repulse and bombard it.
For the vast majority of current viewers, affected by the joyful atmosphere on Zeolite Beach, it is difficult to associate the flashing arc of light in the air with "lethality".
But in the visual picture in front of these high-level participants, every blow that stupid sand received was measured, marked and compared.
Bald Jeff made a simple conversion of these values and expressed it in a relatively easy-to-understand way: "In the past twenty minutes, this sand demon has withstood the impact of 46 format fires, the smallest of which was less than 100
How about we filter out these and find a higher standard, more than 4,000 joules, about 1 gram?"
Most of the participants had relevant common sense and knew that this already exceeded the kinetic energy of bullets fired by most large-caliber rifles, and the power was quite impressive.
However, after a simple filtering of the table, there are still 39 records left. Moreover, many of them exceed 1 to 2 orders of magnitude, and there is even one record that has exceeded one million joules.
"Are you kidding? What's the difference between this and a cannonball?"
"It was just a high-explosive grenade, and it did hit a pit...a shallow pit."
"You can't tell at all."
"Wait, it seems that this is the problem!"
Most of the attendees were smart and thoughtful people, but they were affected by interference of one kind or another and were confused for a while. When someone reminded them, they would wake up in a matter of minutes.
At this moment, almost all the participants were terrified.
Bald Jeff made an exaggerated gesture of spreading his hands and shrugging: "Yes, this is the problem - whether it is formatted space or formatted fire, it obviously does not show the destructive power it should have. Where did that part of the energy go?
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Someone tried to find a counterexample: "Those Burners who joined later are in a similar situation!"
"Yes, those new members are also suffering similar impacts, and there are no obvious signs. However, please note that the models of the impacts they suffered are completely clear..."
Bald Jeff snapped his fingers again, allowing the relevant data and simple model to be presented: "...it can be seen that the part of the energy gap that has not been manifested has re-entered the internal circulation of the field, and has hardly been lost, and therefore has not caused any damage to new members.
cause obvious damage.
"But here in the Sand Demon, the situation is completely different. We can calculate the equivalent of the field explosion, and we can also estimate the carrying capacity of the surrounding environment and the visible loss of the Sand Demon. However, if the two are subtracted, there are still some gaps that we cannot measure.
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"Take it off from beginning to end, the gap is undoubtedly the Sand Demon's ability to carry and absorb energy. Well, Ronan said it as a joke, but we can't take it as a joke.
"The sand demon succeeded easily. The gap it created was not easy at all for the formatting space, that is, for the theoretical and technical system that carries this domain space."
Herman couldn't help but scratch his scalp: "Is it troublesome?"
"The gap caused by the sand demon's 'digestion' cannot be reversed by our existing theoretical framework and calculation model." Bald Jeff's answer was extremely simple, but it made people feel heartache.
And, this isn't the end yet.
"We also need to know that destructive power is only the most superficial layer of this system. It is a complex system involving a high degree of mental and material interference. The problems currently displayed are still unknown about the penetration of the entire system... Of course,
Maybe the situation may not be as bad as I expressed it. In the subsequent research process, there will be a series of new discoveries to make up for and fill in the gaps, but this is the current situation.
"Gentlemen, this is the problem we have discovered and need to solve urgently. Above."
Silence, follow silence.
These ghosts in the virtual reality have never spoken, and they are all evaluating in their hearts, or simply calming themselves down.
After a full ten seconds, Herman made a simple summary:
"If I understand you correctly, Jeff, you mean that this guy Ronan not only created a new product that could potentially replace the 'movement', but also created a highly targeted 'cracking tool'
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"That sand monster, that clumsy guy, can its existence effectively target the theoretical and technical system of the prototype format?"
Bald Jeff's expression remained unchanged, his smile was like a fake shell: "The current observation results are: the efficiency of the formatting field has been significantly reduced on the sand demon."
Hermann's chest felt tight again, and it was almost unsustainable for a moment. However, a drowning person always has to pull and pull randomly. His eyes darted around, trying to find inspiration, and finally something really caught him.
"No, no, Jeff, maybe things are not as bad as you say. You see, this virtual reality you created is really awesome. Even though Ronan created everything in front of him, I'm thinking,
Even he may not be able to fully grasp the various types of information flowing around, because this is our own accumulation."
Bald Jeff raised his eyebrows: "What then?"
"The information you control is getting richer and richer. You have fully followed up on the entire incident, and your predictions are accurate. It seems that the relevant models are in place... I am not talking about the formatting space, but that thing."
Herman pointed to the center of attention on the beach: "Can you also build something like that?"
Jeff looked along his fingertips, and then laughed, a weird laugh: "You mean... the sand demon?"
"That's right."
Herman gradually straightened out the idea of gathering his spiritual light. He turned his finger and pointed at the sea-watching boy at the end of the beach:
"As for the cultivation of sand monsters alone, I think this guy has explained it in detail and the direction is very clear. With Deep Blue and Apocalypse
With the accumulation of technology and Mr. Li Wei’s ability, we can copy the gourd, quickly reverse engineer, and work backwards on the entire system, can’t we?
"I remember Ronan said that in the final analysis, this is still a question of probability. Our accumulation of artificial intelligence is also considerable. Even if the path is not as wild as his, as long as we are willing to invest resources and produce a result, it should be possible.
of."
The more Herman talked, the more reliable he felt, and he gradually became excited: "If we can really 'burn' a sand monster, some problems can be solved. At least, it can become an 'imaginary enemy', by formatting the space
Conflicts, we can work back the omissions in our research to make improvements... Maybe we can use this to turn crises into opportunities and take a big step forward!"
He punched the palm hard, and the whole idea was completely understood.
Just waiting for applause.
"You are right, Mr. Herman."
Bald Jeff kept smiling, nodded slowly, and said all words of agreement, but there were no ups and downs, and there was a lack of response between emotions:
"What you said doesn't have any problem on a macro level. I'm even thinking that Ronan over there might have this in mind when he conducts such a crazy display experiment - he is also studying some specific issues.
"But there is one thing. Ronan has hidden it very well from beginning to end. Most people, including you, have not discovered it."
Herman frowned: "What is he hiding?"
"It's the 'gourd' you mentioned. The 'gourd' that we need to carefully imitate is still hidden deep in Professor Luo's head and has never been taken out!"
Bald Jeff clicked randomly, and all he chose were the "blackboard writings" that Ronan had made nearly three hours ago. These high-level information that made people dizzy and made their hearts explode, lit up one after another in the virtual reality, and followed the instructions.
After adjusting the order of their appearance, they looked much neater and quickly attracted the attention of other participants.
"Excellent writing on the blackboard, very complete process, very detailed calculations...right? But I have to say, this is just a childish trick without realizing it!"
Herman snorted: "Didn't he show every experimental step?"
"What he shows is just standard answers at different levels and the conventional logical connections between the answers. He tells you that from this answer you can deduce the next answer. There are also specific steps and graphic models for display. It looks beautiful and very
Deep and real, right?
"But this is just an appearance, Mr. Herman. Look at this sand monster, we predicted its behavior pattern very accurately, as if we have mastered everything about it. But you know, we used the last one
The ant colony algorithm, which was invented a century ago, is just a simple simulation operation.
"Why is this happening? Because the typical appearance of this stupid guy when moving is highly consistent with the natural ant colony. But is it an ant colony? Or is it a set of sensors? Or is it just pure virtual data?
"In the final analysis, it only shows an approximate projection in our experience and logical system, which is consistent with our common sense and basic logic, making us think that we understand and master it. But what is its essence? No one knows
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"What's the point of this? We don't need standard answers and phenomenon projections. What we need is Ronan's core thinking of deriving answers from random results, a complete system that can support that miracle!
"But at this point, that guy is very tight-lipped about us...or maybe he and our thinking are not in the same dimension at all."