"If the brain is regarded as a spell model, then the mental space is the effect of this spell model."
The more Ke Qingzhi thought about it, the more he felt that this idea was very good and highly feasible.
"In the final analysis, the spell model is also a summary of the laws of the world, which is bred from the extraordinary core of Warcraft.
Thinking from this perspective, the brain is a magical model, and electrical signals are the elements flowing in it. It is logical that the operating magic model breeds mental power, soul, and wisdom."
Ke Qingzhi closed his eyes, immersed his mental power into his brain, used his mental power to scan the brain, and then projected a model of the brain one to one, making every detail as specific and accurate as possible.
It's just that the brain that is so accurate is too complicated. How complicated is it? Just talk about a piece of data and you will understand.
The brain has approximately 10 billion neurons…
After forcibly scanning and projecting the detailed structure of the brain, Ke Qingzhi felt that the sky was shaking, the ground was shaking, and his nose felt cold and blood flowed out.
His head was buzzing, and it took him a long time to react. This made Ke Qingzhi understand that this experiment could not be done.
This is not a matter of working hard or not, it is simply not meeting the standards of research.
As a spell model and a spell structure, if you want to study it without knowing its specific circumstances, you must study it as a whole. First, understand the framework, and then study the details bit by bit.
The same is true even when studying the spell structure in the spell model. A single spell node has no research significance, and neither does an incomplete spell structure.
The problem that Ke Qingzhi is facing now is that he cannot understand the overall situation, let alone take out a part of the structure to study, otherwise there will be no research results until death.
"Yes, the brain is so mysterious. The brain is also called the "God's Forbidden Zone". Think about it. How can a spell structure that can create souls and wisdom be of low level?
Ten billion neurons? Ten billion is normal, less than that is abnormal. I'm kidding.
Now I want to study an architecture with 10 billion neurons, and I want to study God’s Forbidden Zone!”
For a moment, Ke Qingzhi felt a little discouraged. It wasn't that he had no ambition, but that the gap was so big that there was no possibility of success at all.
"How about it?"
The sudden message pop-up alarmed Ke Qingzhi, and he realized that he was still chatting with Mo Lan.
"Thank you God Mo. There is nothing wrong with your idea. It's me who has the problem. I plan to give up on this topic for the time being."
"Um???"
Mo Lan was puzzled by the lackluster sentence. Several question marks popped up on his forehead. What happened in the middle? Are you giving up now?
"what happened?"
"The structure of the brain is too magical and complicated. With 10 billion neurons, it is indeed a forbidden area of God. I can't understand it through research."
"That's it?"
Seeing this sentence, Mo Lan was even more confused, and Ke Qingzhi was also confused when he saw Mo Lan's reply.
"God Mo, what's the problem?"
"Can you build a computer?"
"No way."
"Then can you use a computer?"
"Yes."
"Then can you build a brain?"
"No, it won't."
"Then what are you using now?"
Ke Qingzhi paused for a moment and then said slowly.
"brain!"
"Then it's over."
When Ke Qingzhi saw this sentence, he suddenly realized, yes, what should I give up? I give up... Wait, why do you feel that something is wrong?
Ke Qingzhi suddenly reacted.
“That’s not the issue I want to talk about!!”
"Um, what do you want to say?"
"The main problem I faced was not reaching the threshold to study the brain."
"What threshold? Cultivation level?"
"It counts as a cultivation level. My current mental computing power is not enough. My brain has about 10 billion neurons. I can't even project these 10 billion neurons in detail and accurately. It's a problem.
, I can't handle so much data, and the research is nonsense.
This is the threshold I'm talking about. The difficulty of research is not the reason why I gave up. It's the fact that I don't have the qualifications at all..."
"That's it?"
Ke Qingzhi was a little unhappy and said stiffly.
"Does God Mo have any advice?"
"Takami, I can't talk about it, but I just want to ask if you have ever heard of supercomputers?"
"Of course I have heard of supercomputers with super computing power used in various scientific research projects. Is there any problem? Could it be that Mo Shen actually has the resources to let me borrow a supercomputer? Is it a commercial supercomputer? That's not the case.
Come on, in reality I don’t have the mental power to scan my brain.”
"It's not what you think, it's not that complicated. I just want to say that I have built something like a supercomputer a long time ago, and our association's projects will basically apply for computing power.
Otherwise, how can we get so many results and rely on our own pitiful computing power? If there is more data, we will have to wait until the year of the monkey and the month of the horse."
Ke Qingzhi rubbed his eyes. He felt that he was dazzled. He asked in disbelief after confirming over and over again that he had read it correctly.
"Created?! The complexity of computers, the complexity of supercomputers... God Mo, you actually built them all? God Mo, are you someone from above?
Have you completed the re-manufacturing of nuclear bombs? Were the ones you exploded in the Northern and Southern Empires just small nuclear bombs, mushroom clouds...mushroom clouds..."
"Stop it, stop it, you're thinking wrong!"
Mo Lan didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
"Don't think so much. It's not a computer. It uses some spells and some constant magic circles to achieve the effects of the computer. It's a magic-like supercomputing!"
Ke Qingzhi breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Mo Lan's reply. Fortunately, it was still within the acceptable range for him... What the hell!
"Unbelievable."
"Is it unbelievable? As a scientific researcher, it is reasonable to develop scientific research tools first, right?"
Ke Qingzhi fell into silence, suddenly not knowing what to say, but Mo Lan continued.
"Well, I just tried it. Scanning the brain and projection modeling... It's really complicated and requires a lot of computing power. It's quite difficult."
While Mo Lan was talking about the difficulty, he sent a screenshot of the brain projection to Ke Qingzhi.
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(quite difficult)
Ke Qingzhi felt a feeling of depression in his chest that could not be released.
"God Mo, there is something I don't know whether to say or not!"
"you say."
"I think it might not be good to say it, but it's better not to say it."
"?"
Ke Qingzhi took a deep breath, with a serious face, and slowly typed five words into the chat interface. After hesitating for a long time, he resolutely hit the send button.
Mo Lan estimated that Ke Qingzhi might have been attracted by him, so he glanced at the chat interface and was shocked when he saw the new message.
