abnormal mutation

Chapter 132 Hive Network
"What's wrong?" Drake woke up in shock. He couldn't see the mind lock, but he could sense something was wrong.

"Open your mind and help me test a new ability," Roland explained with a smile.

"Oh, okay." Drake was a little confused, but he roughly knew what to do.

Roland implanted the mind lock again, and this time it went exceptionally smoothly: "Can you sense it?"

“It worked at first, but disappeared after it merged with the soul.” Drake frowned slightly.

At this moment, Charles also woke up, and Roland took the initiative to sever the mental link, communicating with the two purely through the mind lock.

After fiddling around for a while, he finally understood the effect of the Divine Mind Lock and became increasingly excited.

If a regular mind lock is a signal transceiver that allows one to keep their information confidential, then a divine mind lock is a super-enhanced version. In addition to being able to control infected individuals silently, it can also store and transmit life and mental energy.

Infection can be transmitted across space; I never imagined that this property, when combined with the Mind Lock and divinity, would be so powerful.

This means he can absorb the life force of infected people remotely!
Roland pondered for a moment, but an even wilder idea came to his mind.

He resorted to his old trick, exhausting all his spirituality, life fibers, mental fibers, and more than 10,000 grams of divine metal to weave a rudimentary version of a consciousness honeycomb.

It looks like an invisible spherical honeycomb, with hexagonal holes on it and a membrane on the surface that vibrates slightly.

As it is a basic version, its processing power is limited, and it can only control a dozen or so mind locks at the same time, but it already has the basic capabilities.

The consciousness hive is like a server, and the mind lock is like a client. They can form a "group chat" to cooperate in combat or share intelligence.

However, the consciousness hive lacks intelligence; it must either be controlled by a dedicated person or infused with a sentient soul, the stronger the better.

Roland summons the Paradox Worm, implants a hive of consciousness into its body, and conveys his own ideas to it through mental projection.

He wanted to build a Hive system similar to WeChat, transforming abstract spiritual communication into a more concrete interactive interface through mind projection. Its main functions would be [Messages], [Contacts], [Discover], and [Me].

【Messages】Including group messages and private messages, allowing for real-time communication and leaving messages.

【Contacts】are your contacts. They don't have names, only codes. You can search for them as long as you are connected to Hive.

[Discover] This is not the Moments section, but rather the Announcements, Notifications, News, and Intelligence sections, where you can share or buy/sell intelligence for free.

[My Profile] includes personal information and wallet. Personal information is completed by the user, but the Mind Lock will also collect some information such as images; you can choose whether to make this public.

The most important feature is the wallet; it doesn't store money, it stores your life!
They can actively "recharge," up to 10% of their lifespan at a time, which is then transferred to the consciousness hive for the purpose of buying and selling intelligence.

A trading function can be added later, allowing users to trade virtual content such as extraordinary knowledge.

The Mind Lock also actively accumulates the holder's various emotional energies and transmits them to the Hive every so often; of course, this part is all free.

However, imagination is beautiful, reality is very skinny.

The paradoxical worm finally managed to understand what he was saying, only to be tripped up by all sorts of inexplicable details:
It can't read! How can we translate spiritual messages into text? How should we handle historical records?

It lacks the concept of a database and can only retain a small amount of mental information; when there is too much information, its mental energy is depleted.

How are images generated? Life understands, but what exactly is ten o'clock...?

After tormenting each other for a long time, the man and the insect stared at each other in bewilderment.

"useless!"

Roland made a few complaints, then reluctantly returned to the Spirit Realm with Charles and Drake, drowning his sorrows in alcohol.

The mind lock within Charles's body had been upgraded to a divine version by him. The two of them worked tirelessly, cooperating with him for half the night, even though they did not understand the true meaning of the Hive.

One side of the main hall of the Fugen Tavern is transparent, and the chess pieces stand on the edge, looking down at the huge arena not far away, where Delos and Heder are engaged in a fierce battle.

Roland's heart skipped a beat. The chessboard may seem mindless, but it can simulate abnormal mutations, bloodline abilities, and magical items in simulated battles. War games require massive computing power, as well as data processing and identification. Its capabilities are many times stronger than those of humans.

He reached out and beckoned, and a huge spider phantom flashed by, spitting out a spherical honeycomb.

"Help me get it running." He focused his mind on communicating with the chessboard, only to feel his hands suddenly empty as the hive of his consciousness was sucked into his body by the chessboard.

"It's done, it seems faster than before," Charles responded immediately after realizing that the group's telepathic communication had been successfully established.

Roland smiled; half the battle was won. He continued communicating with the chessboard, telling it all his ideas about the honeycomb system, down to the smallest detail.

This time it went so smoothly it was unbelievable; the chessboard remained silent, yet effortlessly brought all his plans to fruition.

No, it's even more perfect than he imagined!
After the chessboard merges with the consciousness hive, it can use the mind lock and infected data to digitize the holder's basic attributes and physical condition, locate their position, and bring the holder's spirit or magical items nearby into the spirit chessboard at any time, not to mention extracting some life.

At the same time, the consciousness hive is connected to a huge energy pool, storing life and spiritual power separately. There is no need to worry about energy overflow, and it can also send spiritual glimmers and magical items to the holder through a force field.

This process is exactly the same as the way the "chosen workers" are sent out of the spirit world.

In addition, the chessboard can also provide remote authentication services, but the accuracy is not as high as that of authentication sent to the chessboard.

Roland closed his eyes, projecting the interface of the Hive System into his mind. The font was Akkadian, with a touch of fantasy, and it was even better than he had expected.

The three chatted enthusiastically in the "Iron-Blooded Conquerors" group established by Charles, exchanging text messages and telepathic messages similar to voice messages.

Although expressionless, Roland could project the scene before him into the hive through his mind and display it as a picture.

Of course, only extraordinary individuals who are adept at using telepathic communication can accomplish this.

"Perfect!"

Roland smiled happily; since his transmigration, today's event had been the most fulfilling for him.

The chessboard is born for data, and its computing power has almost no upper limit. Next, he only needs to keep creating mind locks, spreading infection, and upgrading the consciousness hive.

It sounds easy, but it requires time and a huge amount of resources.

"Are you willing to go out and do something?" He abruptly interrupted Charles and Drake's face-to-face "online chat".

"Hunting? We were planning to form a group to clear out the Gravity Wasteland," Charles said in astonishment.

“Most of them will stay; we can leave them to them. You can come back occasionally,” Roland explained.

“I do,” Drake was the first to respond.

"Me too, it would be best to have more battles." Charles prefers fighting with people; killing a few insects doesn't count as conquering.

"Go and ask everyone's opinion; it can only be humanoid," Roland instructed.

“Leave it to me.” Charles patted his chest. Drake didn’t like to meddle, and she had unknowingly become the boss.

There are currently fifteen chess pieces, mostly humanoid, but they certainly can't all go out. He can only support nine pieces; it's not advisable to put maximum pressure on his soul outside of combat, so having six permanently stationed is about right.

Humanoid characters, willing to go out, and ideally, able to form bonds. Currently, the most suitable are three Ironblood Conquerors and two Enforcers, plus Aileya.

After Roland finished making the arrangements, he drew three one-cost cards from the card pool, namely Mandy, Steben, and Aileya, to help them advance to two stars as soon as possible.

We currently have surplus resources, so training only four people is acceptable. Training them all is unrealistic; initially, we can only follow a first-come, first-served principle, and later determine their contributions.

Instead of resting, he wandered aimlessly in various places, extracting tiny bits of insignificant life.

Before the Hive Network reaches a certain scale, there are no easy targets to exploit, no one can simply lie back and relax; one has to work hard on their own.

Almosid has longer days and earlier sunrises.

As dawn broke, Roland returned to the villa and saw a dozen black cars speeding onto Wanghai Road, filled with fully armed law enforcement officers.

Just when he thought another major case had occurred, the law enforcement officers surrounded his villa.

"Grass!"

(End of this chapter)