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Chapter 698 The Scientific Research Maniac's Great Fortune (Part Twelve)

The moment the announcement of the "Nantianmen" airshow was released, the global clamor seemed to be silenced, only to erupt again with an even louder wave of shock, ecstasy, and disbelief.

For the people of Tokyo University, this was undoubtedly a carnival feast; for the international community, this was an event that required a recalibration of their worldview; and for the military of the Western University and its allies, this was a "judgment day" that they had to witness firsthand.

The online uproar gradually subsided, and things seemed to return to their usual quiet. But deep down, people were secretly hoping, anticipating that day would come...

……

August 1st is a special day for the University of Tokyo, and holding an airshow on this special day naturally has special significance.

The Northwest Aviation Convention Center is situated on a somewhat desolate piece of land. This was done partly to avoid espionage and partly because the sounds of aircraft and weapons experiments would have a significant impact on the surrounding area.

However, this desolate land has now been rebuilt, exuding a futuristic technological atmosphere reminiscent of a science fiction world. Even the roads leading here are equipped with wireless power transmission devices, so a car with only one bar of battery can drive for dozens of kilometers and then have its battery fully charged.

With the miniaturization of fusion reactors, this path will soon be laid to every corner of Tokyo University. It is foreseeable that the talents of the Department of Civil Engineering will usher in another busy period.

"Hey Tiezimen, I've arrived at the entrance of the Northwest Aviation Convention and Exhibition Center. As you can see, there are a lot of aircraft models parked around the center. I'm sure you're all familiar with the Nantianmen Project after these past few months of 'archaeology'. To be honest, I wasn't even born when this thing first came out. Who would have thought it was real?"

A live streamer stepped off the airshow's special bus, controlling a drone with his smartwatch. Despite being in front of a large audience, he showed no embarrassment at all. The airshow allowed live streaming throughout, which led to a massive influx of viewers into the live streams of all the streamers who won the "flying" qualification.

At this moment, the scrolling bullet comments on his smart glasses screen were almost filling his field of vision, which startled him so much that he quickly increased the transparency of the bullet comments. Even so, he could still see a colorful torrent of "Ahhh," "Envy, jealousy, and hatred," and "Awesome—"

Not far away, the massive, architecturally striking main building of the exhibition center, resembling a crouching behemoth, shimmered with a silvery-gray luster in the morning sunlight. In the plaza outside the building, enormous shadows of various shapes appeared and disappeared, sparking endless imagination.

"Thank you, official! Thank you, Goddess Xingli! Thank you to my parents for giving me these great hands to use for the lottery! Goodness, not to mention the Luan bird, I never dared to dream of ever being able to enter Yun 40! Well, it seems a bit late to thank them now, but it also seems a bit early. Let's take a look at these big guys on display on the ground first!"

He muttered to himself as he followed the crowd toward the magnificent main entrance of the airshow center. Above the massive archway, the three powerful characters "Nantianmen" were projected, exuding an imposing aura.

"Wow! This is impressive! Guys, I feel like I'm not here to browse an exhibition, I'm here on a pilgrimage!" The streamer took a deep breath, focused the camera on the entrance, and stepped inside. The plaza was already quite crowded, but there was no sign of congestion. They moved in an orderly fashion in front of the futuristic equipment, exclaiming and laughing.

The anchor was suddenly overcome with decision-making difficulties and had no idea where to look first. Just as he was wondering whether he should let the viewers choose as usual, a graceful and familiar figure walked towards him.

She was a woman dressed in a style that blended military elements with ancient-style accessories. Her hair was tied in a neat ponytail, and her face was exquisite but carried a hint of meticulous indifference.

"Holy crap! A female soldier!" The streamer let out an exaggerated shout, it was hard to tell how much of it was acting and how much was real—

"Wow, that's incredibly dedicated! They didn't add it in post-production; they brought their own projection equipment to film on set? Does that mean I can see the person inside?"

Although the streamer knew this approach was somewhat inappropriate, he couldn't help but search for the people behind the costumes. Just as the viewers, eager for a good show, were making a fuss, Xuanmo had already arrived nearby:
"Hello, I am Xuanmo, the AI ​​commentator for this airshow. I will be your guide and explainer during your visit to the ground exhibition area."

Xuanmo stopped in front of the streamer, his voice clear and cold, like ice beads falling onto a jade plate. The streamer was stunned for two seconds, subconsciously looking around, but Xuanmo seemed to see through his thoughts and calmly explained:

"This airshow uses the latest generation of 'Ling Shu-diffusion immersive projection' technology. My image is not projected by fixed equipment, but is generated collaboratively by micro force field nodes throughout the exhibition area. It can be understood as a kind of... dynamic, interactive air screen. Of course, since I am the one who provides all the explanations for this exhibition, I am not the only one. You can think of me as an avatar of the main body."

"Has technology advanced to this level already?" The streamer isn't naive; AI-interactive concerts are nothing new, but the key point here is the real-time feedback!

Compared to a concert script and a performance by humans in collaboration with AI, acting as a tour guide and narrator undoubtedly requires stronger interactive and recognition capabilities. Not to mention that so far, Xuanmo's movements and expressions are clearly real-time calculations made in response to his behavior, which requires a lot of computing power from AI!
If it were only aimed at the audience who won the "Ascend to Heaven" tickets, it would be fine, but if you look closely, Xuanmo's figure is following almost every group of tourists in the venue. This computing power has exceeded his understanding of the current hardware system.

Some viewers knew what the product was like, while others didn't, but regardless of their level, they all went crazy at this moment, spamming the barrage with comments like "Oh my god! The AI ​​has become sentient!"

Faced with the streamer's shock, Xuanmo simply nodded calmly, as if saying, "The weather is nice today."
"Compared to this outdated technology, the ground exhibition area has many more exciting exhibits worth your attention."

She gestured "please," then turned and walked forward with measured steps. The anchor's lips twitched, inwardly criticizing the definition of "backward" as he quickly followed. He had a premonition that today's tour would completely shatter his worldview.

(End of this chapter)