Break out of the courtyard

"Time's up!"

On the top floor of the library at Dalian Naval Academy, as a series of gaming helmets rose up, a female voice rang out from the surrounding speakers.

"stand at attention!"

"Anyone feeling unwell, please step forward!"

The men, women, and children who had just emerged from the virtual dreamscape of the armory were still somewhat dazed, but the command from the woman's voice spurred them to stand up straight immediately.

Five elderly men and women were swaying, but the next second they were helped to the medical station by the young people next to them.

Seeing that no one else was stepping forward, the woman's voice rang out again, "Please all squads retreat in an orderly manner to rest downstairs!"

After speaking, the men, women, and children in the room quickly walked towards the back door in pairs and headed towards the stairwell.

After one-fifth of the people on this side had left, two more lines of people were let in through the front door and headed straight for the space under the game helmets that had just been vacated.

"Director Zhang, it's really not that I wanted to disrupt Dean Zhang's and your plans, but as you've seen, there have been far too many weapons experts arriving lately!" Dean Wu of the Dalian Naval Academy stood beside the black iron computer room, speaking to Zhang Yi, who was standing at the door wearing gold-rimmed glasses.

"Even though I arranged for them to work six shifts a day, with two groups taking turns to rest during each shift, many people still called me a useless dean who wasted their time!"

"How about adding another 3000 gaming headsets downstairs? Don't worry, all the costs will be covered by our Dalian Naval Academy!"

Zhang Yi frowned as he watched the two groups of people leave and enter one after another, and replied, "Dean Wu, I understand your desire to quickly grasp the information in the virtual dream of the armory."

"However, a gaming helmet represents a brain-computer interface!"

“This brain-computer interface is not something you can just pick up like cabbage. It can’t be mass-produced right now. Your sudden request to add 3000 game helmets seems to me like you want my third uncle to put aside all his research projects and spend time temporarily making 3000 brain-computer interfaces for you!”

"No! No! No! I didn't mean that!" Dean Wu hurriedly waved his hand in denial. "If it would delay Dean Zhang's research project, we can give up adding the new game helmet."

"Director Zhang, how about this? We can move the equipment to a larger area to make it easier for these experts to enter and leave."

"As you can see, it's very inconvenient for these senior experts to go up and down the stairs. I'm worried that one of them might fall or bump into something!"

Zhang Yi looked at the iron pipe on the ceiling, thinking about the length of the gold wire inside, and frowned, saying, "The equipment transfer should be fine. I'll call my third uncle later to ask."

"However, we did our research before coming to your college. Apart from the library, you don't have any larger facilities than this!"

Upon hearing that there was a chance, Dean Wu immediately smiled and explained, "We can transform the football field into an indoor stadium. One group of people can wear gaming helmets on the field, while another group can rest in the stands."

"We will design more entry and exit channels to speed up the process of entering and leaving the site."

"Or we could set up a rest area on each side of the field, allowing the two groups to rest separately on opposite sides. If one group leaves, the other enters; if the other leaves, the other enters. This would likely improve the efficiency of the changing of the guard!"

Zhang Yi thought about the height of the ceilings in those indoor stadiums and the location of the computer room, and couldn't help but shake his head. "Dean Wu, if we follow your second idea, although we won't add any new brain-computer interfaces, we will have to add several thousand meters of mental energy golden wires!"

"Although this mental energy golden wire is easier to make than a brain-computer interface, it is still not mass-produced by machines. My third uncle still needs to spend time making it."

Seeing the old dean frown, Zhang Yi continued, "I don't know if you want to keep the football field or build an indoor stadium."

"I just want to ask one question: Doesn't this brain-computer interface, which contains a virtual dream world of weapons, deserve its own dedicated venue?"

Snapped!
Dean Wu slapped his forehead and laughed, "Look at my brain, I didn't even think of building a dedicated pavilion!" "Then let's follow Director Zhang's idea and convert the football field into a weapons research institute! First, build the brain-computer interface, medical station, and rest area over there, based on the layout of the brain-computer interface equipment here."

"Director Zhang, could you please ask Dean Zhang for his opinion? I also need to call my superiors to report your suggestion and try to get this matter resolved as soon as possible!"

As Dean Wu spoke, he hurriedly ran towards the back door without giving Zhang Yi a chance to refuse.

As Zhang Yi watched the departing dean, a strange feeling arose in his heart that he had been tricked by the other party's words.

Does the other party really not know that brain-computer interfaces and mental energy gold wires cannot be mass-produced?
Even if Dean Wu didn't know, how could the capital, which sent so many weapons experts, not know?

Zhang Yi shook his head helplessly, walked to the corner window, took out his phone and thought for a moment. In the end, he did not make a call, but sent a message to his third uncle Zhang Heping's QQ account, briefly explaining that a lot of weapons experts had come here, as well as Dean Wu's idea of ​​relocating the brain farm.

Zhang Yi thought he would have to wait a while to receive a reply from his third uncle on QQ, but unexpectedly, as soon as he walked back to the computer room door, he felt his phone vibrate. It was a message from his third uncle, Zhang Heping.

[Did you guys have any problems transferring the brain-computer interface and checking for mental energy leakage? If you need Xiao Bei to bring people over to help, just call him directly.]

In addition, have them take security measures, and you yourselves should also be careful; you must bring bodyguards when you go out!

Zhang Yi didn't expect his third uncle to agree so readily, so he typed a string of words to express his confidence, but deleted it all before sending it, and only replied with a simple sentence.

Okay, Third Uncle! I'll try it first, and if I can't figure it out, I'll ask Xiao Bei for help!

Zhang Heping waited a while before replying, telling Zhang Yi to pay attention to test safety and not to let outsiders participate in the test, in order to avoid any problems later.

While Zhang Yi was waiting for Dean Wu to return at the entrance of the computer room, Zhang Heping, far away in Shenzhen, was having a video conference with hundreds of universities, research institutes, and research centers.

To ensure the smooth running of this video conference, they even utilized satellite resources, demonstrating the importance of the meeting.

However, at such an important meeting, Zhang Heping was fiddling with his laptop, replying to emails in his inbox.

About 30 minutes later, Vice Dean Qian, who was chairing the meeting, suddenly spoke up, saying, "Time's up, stop answering questions."

After Qian finished speaking, he glanced at Zhang Heping and saw that he had closed his laptop before continuing, "Now, please let Dean Zhang speak."

Zhang Heping nodded slightly, then reached out and tapped the microphone on the table, saying slowly, "The questions you just did will most likely help you research the hovering hammer in Area 51."

"I will release the answers to these questions in three days, and then give the test again!"

"At that time, you can answer the questions independently or in teams. Those who stand out can come to me to learn about the principles of spatial locking technology. Finally, there will be an opportunity to go to Area 51 in the United States to participate in the collaborative research project on the levitation hammer!"

"Everyone! That hovering hammer is very likely the 'key' to extraterrestrial intelligent life. Whether we can use it to understand the technological level of extraterrestrial intelligent life depends on some of you!"

After Zhang Heping raised expectations, Qian Lao spoke to the camera again.

"This selection of researchers to go to Area 51 in the United States to participate in the collaborative research project on the levitation hammer marks our first collaboration with Americans on cutting-edge technology research!"

"Please dedicate 100% of your energy and time to this personnel selection process, as well as the subsequent learning and research!"

...(End of this chapter)