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"Doumiao, is your advisor really not trying to make things difficult for you?" Doumiao's former high school classmate was just there to exchange ideas about the aquaculture and breeding industries when she saw "Pan Crab Farming Authority" Ms. Doumiao looking at the documents in front of her with a look of utter despair.

"No, maybe he really thinks this kind of thing is very simple?" After all, there are already textbook-level demonstrations and teaching materials for reading, recognizing, editing and storing neural impulses.

Now all we need to do is figure out how Rhine Lab edits electrical signals into neural impulses, and then uses Originium and other materials to synthesize a special high-speed neurotransmitter that transmits information and Originium energy at the same time, thus constructing a large-scale energy supply network.

As for future applied research, since no specific timeframe or direction has been given, what is lacking is a bit of imagination.

Finally, regarding how to solve the problem of remote pulse signal translation and editing, as well as remote power transmission while transmitting remote signals, Lao Xia did not assign them this task. Although Rhine Lab seemed to have successfully overcome and implemented this function, it was not a project that they should have taken on.

As long as the Originium energy can be transferred upon contact, that's sufficient. As for a simple application plan, Doumiao has already thought of one: for example, using this kind of thing and material to form a spell circuit, so that the Originium energy can be output through such a conduction and control system instead of going through the caster.

This greatly reduces the chances of warlocks contracting Oripathy and also reduces the potential Oripathy contamination in almost all Terra industrial production, because the Originium particles and Originium energy transmitted in this way are encased in a layer of neurotransmitter colloid, resulting in a very low amount of external radiation.

It also allows workers to operate Originium equipment using non-contact methods, which is a fairly large application topic that can be broken down into a whole bunch of smaller topics, enough for the whole class to be research slackers.

However, before that, she had to figure out exactly how this special neurotransmitter and mechanism worked... "Completely incomprehensible?"

"That's not it. Those who can understand it can understand it, and those who can't understand it can't understand a single word. That's roughly it."

After all, Rhine Lab also failed, so the information they provided would not be systematic, but would include a large number of research records, data records, notes, etc., which need to be manually sorted out to understand their research and development ideas before anything else can be said.

Chapter 87 The Little Blue Bird That Can't Sing

Chapter 87

On the lush green grassland, a white goat is grazing with its head down, its chin covered in grass clippings. Every now and then, it digs at the loose soil with its hooves, trying to nibble at the plant roots below, appearing relaxed and content.

"So, what is this thing?" Old Xia was a little confused about what the other side meant by sending him this. "Is this your new achievement?"

"This is no ordinary goat."

"So, what's unusual about it?" From any perspective, "it's just an ordinary goat."

"Kid, that's incredibly rude of you. What do you mean by 'goats that can be seen everywhere'?"

"Uh..." Old Xia glanced at the talking goat and scratched his head. "Senior, how old are you? Why are you still playing with these kinds of robotic animal toys?" Making a goat talk is not a problem at all. With a low-end robotic animal, you can put on a bionic fur, set up the logic group, and use any toy VI on the market to achieve this effect.

"No, no, no, this isn't mechanical."

"Oh, modified goat, aren't you bored?" A bionic vocal cord is implanted in the goat, and then a small storage device is installed. All you need to do is input what you want to say in the symbiote interface, and the goat will speak. But in essence... it is still a goat.

"Um... While this is indeed a modified goat, it's not the kind you're thinking of. Okay, let me be blunt. It's a nanoskeleton made from the minerals you gave me. I injected them into the experimental goat's body, and it formed a skeleton. Well, how should I put it? In the end, I got 'my goat.' That's hard to understand, isn't it?"

"Spiritual bridging? Stop playing around, you're all so old."

"It's not a simple spiritual connection, not through a symbiotic relationship, but through a kind of resonance. To put it simply, this goat is like my alter ego, but it doesn't completely accept my control."

"what?"

"Well, it seems like some kind of chain of thought networks has been activated. They were originally planning to see if it could be used in a drone control system, but well... as you can see, it's just a toy." The senior student looked very frustrated.

The military originally planned to invest a large sum of money to continue development, raising the intelligence level of the unmanned corps to a new level, making it more agile in control, and even implanting this liquid nanoskeleton into living objects or creating more flexible drone skeletons.

That was the original idea, but it turned out that this thing had to be implanted in a natural person at the same time, and a natural person could only control a maximum of 5 to 10 units.

In other words, to meet the needs of an orbital army, a legion would need to be equipped with human operators equivalent to about 1/10 of the number of drone units. Although this would greatly improve combat efficiency, in equivalent combat, a standard strike fleet would require 30 to 100 million human troops.

And here's the awkward part: because it utilizes the redundant neural systems of a natural human brain, it can't be managed by AI, so eventually, the higher-ups lost interest.

"So you mean you're going to sell this thing to me? You think I'd need it?"

"Uh..." "Do you still think I have the money to buy it?" To Lao Xia, this technology doesn't seem to be of any use.

"So, your big boss isn't interested either?"

"The big boss thinks it's not very controllable, and the ratio is a bit..." The senior scratched her head. If it could reach 1:50 to 1:100, although the military still wouldn't want it, at least the big investors would.

This way, people can be hired to play NPCs, which makes it much more flexible and less rigid. This would significantly reduce labor costs and increase realism for the fantasy amusement park that Tiancangwu is building inside the satellite. "But what would I buy it for? I studied agriculture, forestry, and ecology!"

"Really not interested at all?" "Not interested, and I've already commissioned the European Micromechanical Commercial Institute to develop something similar." The commercial institute specializes in this kind of work, handling research and development on behalf of the investors. The patents and technologies belong to the investors, and they are only responsible for the research work. They don't care how you use it.

Moreover, generally speaking, they have a very strong sense of confidentiality, although the fees are a bit expensive. This commercial research model has existed for a long time, but it has always been greatly influenced by politics. However, for Lao Xia, his current work does not seem to involve this aspect, so he does not need to worry about the final results and materials being lost and money being wasted.

"Tsk, how about I give you a discount?" After all, scientific research isn't something that's detached from reality. Materials, equipment, facilities, and salaries all require money. If the results can't be quickly monetized, that kind of purely idealistic research can't be sustained.

Even if you want to do similar basic research, you need to do some similar commercial tasks to make money. However, the output of scientific research is very unstable. Sometimes, after investing a lot of money, you find that what you have researched is useless, and then you are stuck in a rut.

If we can't get rid of this asset, we won't have the money to conduct more in-depth research and development. Unfortunately, many times, the things we research can't be sold.

"To be honest, some people on our side do like your technology. They've made a half-finished product, but... they don't have any Star Coins."

"So you're talking about getting it for free?" Without star coins, what are you talking about? Isn't this just getting it for free?

"However, in theory, they could pay with experimental samples and some rare minerals and animal embryos."

"Um, let me ask you something..." Bartering is not uncommon in interstellar trade, even more so than normal credit currency or physical currency. Just as the best way to record things is to carve words on stone, the most common way of trade is the most primitive way of trade—bartering.

After all, due to the distance and scope of interstellar trade, the goods are usually relatively simple. Most civilizations that can trade are basically self-sufficient and have little need for external cooperation or exploration.

Moreover, in terms of interstellar trade, there is almost no division of labor or cooperation. Who the hell can stand a division of labor model where production only takes half a month, but waiting for upstream and downstream manufacturers to deliver goods takes half a year?

Therefore, interstellar trade is mostly limited to a very small number of technological and high-value products. Moreover, due to the limited variety of goods, it is difficult for both parties to agree on a long-term, stable, and fixed trading location and cycle.

The distances and positions between galaxies are not constant; in fact, they change very rapidly.

Therefore, barter is the most common transaction model and method. Of course, this model is difficult to account for in modern financial reports, and it is even difficult for both parties to determine whether they have made a profit or loss. Therefore, it is more about returning to the most primitive purpose of commerce—exchanging goods and services—rather than making a profit.

What kind of goods do they have?

Do you want the gold?

"No, although it's quite valuable, it's a bit difficult to liquidate." The price of gold in the Star Alliance isn't low, but it's not high either. It's also widely used in industry. After all, there are many places in space that need a metal with extremely stable properties and excellent heat reflectivity, but it's very difficult to liquidate.

"Can your gold be as cheap and in as large quantities as that from United Mining?"

"Um...that's true." If there's no price advantage, it's normal for the sell orders to take months to sell. And if you sell cheaply, it means a higher discount, which those Colombians definitely can't afford.

"Payment with Originium Ingots?"

"To be honest, we don't need that many of these Originium stones. We haven't even used up the ones you sent before."

"So, are you interested in their semi-finished product?" Old Xia took out the silvery-white, fine sand-like substance.

"Hmm, send me the data later. If it's not working, I'll have to find someone else to sell it to. Ugh, this is so frustrating!" The previous facilities were destroyed, and the rent for the advanced research station is quite high. Add to that the costs of handling the previous accident, and the institute's accounts are completely in the red. They were hoping to recoup some of the losses with their research findings, but...

After more than half a month of discussions, Columbia finally agreed to trade this strange technology called "Psycho-Skeleton," in exchange for all their research data, information about that fluid, and their new alloy technology.

In fact, for Rhine Labs, this failed Covenant project was exactly what they needed and what they were researching: a product that could remotely control powered armor, greatly reducing the physical and mental burden on the operator.

The original Rheinmetall armor was said to be so powerful that people would vomit after just one minute inside. Therefore, Columbia's main research direction was to transform it into an unmanned armor with agility and tactical capabilities similar to those of a living person.

This technology is meaningless to the Covenant and also to Kazdel. The Covenant not only has a more professional powered armor system, but they also do not need to deploy ground troops at all, and have more mature unmanned combat cluster technology and supporting industrial capabilities.

The latter's power armor wouldn't have this problem at all. While this technology can certainly improve the fit between the wearer and the armor, Kazdel's approach isn't the elite squad route, but rather a "quality war" route based on "quantity over quality!"

Instead of improving the performance of power armor by 2% to 5%, it would be better to directly increase production by 20% and manufacture more specialized can openers. Of course, that's enough technology and money to deceive Rhine Labs.

Their technology, which converts neural impulses into Originium field effects and transmits Originium energy remotely via particle diffusion, was completely disassembled and sold for a decent price.

The buyer is Planetary Union Mining Group. As for what they will do with it, they didn't say, but based on Lao Xia's many years of experience in Terra, he can probably guess.

If Originium can transfer energy remotely, then using it to improve planetary fragmentation systems could increase efficiency and reduce energy consumption to some extent. As for whether this technology will be used in the Terra sector...

Well, they'd better hope they can have a good time.

After all, Originium needs to be artificially implanted in other places. Here, even an outsider like Lao Xia can tell what those Starbreakers are going to do. The planet's mantle and core are full of liquid Originium components, so what else is there to say?

Place a launcher and energy-absorbing station near the star, and then use the star's energy to quickly heat the planet's mantle and core, making the planet's entire structure "soften". Then, by utilizing the different energy release modes of the Originium effect field at specific frequencies, it is converted into a kinetic energy burst, which can tear the planet into several pieces in one go.

Because it uses the energy of stars, although the speed is much slower, the process can be like an old farmer planting vegetables: install the site, wait for the "hatching" to succeed, and then split the star with one click. The lost time cost can be completely offset by the infrastructure cost and energy consumption cost.

"It was a pleasure working with you~ Phew~ We finally settled the accounts." The senior student breathed a sigh of relief. Outside the window was the boiling surface of a star. This circumpolar laboratory was damn expensive, mainly because it was incredibly fast and safe when destroying those troublesome things—with a bang, the entire cabin flew into the star.

To avoid sending researchers to the sun one by one, a high degree of automation was adopted. Researchers and laboratories were basically isolated and experiments were conducted remotely. To ensure that the process was efficient and accurate, the equipment was extremely expensive, even if it was rented rather than purchased.

Colombia, Congress.

"The number of immigrants to Kazdale this year has increased by 55% compared to last year. What's going on?"

For most Terran nations, population is a resource, even for the seemingly indifferent Great Yan and Ursus Empires, and Victoria is no exception. Their apparent indifference to human life does not mean they do not consider it a resource.

Since population is a resource, it is meant to be consumed. Therefore, they may seem to take human lives lightly, but they will still be extremely nervous when there is a large outflow of people.

This means that the amount of money available for service, taxes, and even the money available for exploitation is shrinking rapidly, and no country can afford to ignore it.

"Kazdal recruited tens of thousands of skilled workers here, and they were paid better, so many of them chose to emigrate."

The answer to this question is obvious, but the lawmakers have no effective solutions and can only pretend to care.

The way to stop this trend is simple: either solve the employment problem, improve the treatment, or reduce the exploitation. None of these are options they want to choose or can choose.

Improving employment means stopping those corporations, especially health insurance companies, from laying off workers, and revitalizing manufacturing, which offers some hope, but that is a long-term investment and cannot produce any immediate results.

Raising salaries would mean going against powerful conglomerates like Rhine Lab, Blacksteel, and Thor, since those three were the ones who spearheaded the pay cuts. Of course, another option would be to shift the blame to Kazdel and smear them, but that would be pointless.

Not to mention that the two sides were still in close cooperation, especially since Rhine Lab had just traded some very important technologies with Kazdel in preparation for entering the military industry and competing with Thor for business, doing something like this would only result in being attacked from both sides by Thor and Rhine Lab.

Raytheon Industries fears that directly pushing Kazdel into Rhine's camp, while Rhine Lab is retaliating because its plans are threatened. The retaliation of one giant is something these mascots cannot withstand, let alone two.

"So, we have no solutions at all?"

"Perhaps they'll stop recruiting once they've reached their quota; they don't seem like the type to recruit indefinitely."

After all, Terra's economy isn't doing very well right now, and even if the Kazdel space city project doesn't fail, the number of workers it can accommodate is limited. Not to mention that with so many people, their launch capabilities can't be deployed in a short time, so most people will be doing other work in Kazdel or simply sitting on the sidelines.

"So, we're just going to do nothing?"

"No, I will do something, but in the end, I will do nothing." To put it bluntly, it means pretending to work on measures, but in reality, it is still "doing nothing." This is also the response of Victorian politicians—doing nothing.

At the Kazdel border, panicked travelers carrying luggage and accompanied by their wives and children disembarked from the landship. The hot wind from the central desert, carrying a dusty smell, swept across the port pier, and the sunlight reflected off the golden sand dunes, creating shimmering sparkles.

The sturdy mobile energy refining platform moved slowly through the sand dunes. The bottom filter intake continuously sucked in and discharged the sand and gravel, filtering out the Originium fragments and particles, and then refining them into low-quality Originium ingots. These ingots were then processed into civilian energy batteries by the processing plant on the platform.

"Whoosh~" Unlike the mild climate of the central Colombian river valleys, or the cool northern mountain lakes or the vast plains of the south, a foreign atmosphere wafts over.

"Hello, please show your identification." A Sarkaz warrior extended his hand to the family. "Okay, okay."

The man nervously pulled out his identification. He had heard about the Sarkaz people's brutal and tyrannical ways before, and had even witnessed them firsthand. He was terrified that this guy might pull out a weapon and attack him.

"Hmm, no problem, welcome to Kazdel." The Sarkaz warrior returned the identification to him and stepped aside. After walking a short distance, his wife muttered under her breath, "Why are these demons so polite?"

"Keep your voice down, this isn't Colombia." For every new immigrant to Colombia, there is a sense of inexplicable fear and unease about Kazdel, which is almost portrayed in propaganda as a mixture of heaven and hell.

After all, the behavior of the Sarkaz was not just a rumor or hearsay. It wasn't the first time they had seen those drunken Sarkaz mercenaries causing trouble, beating up citizens, and even looting shops. Killing people in the street was commonplace for the Sarkaz. For the older Colombians, this kind of memory left a deep impression that was hard to erase.

However, life is always so cruel. Faced with the choice between unemployment and the Sarkaz, due to various insurance and loan options, these Colombians had no choice but to choose the Sarkaz. Fortunately, at least for now, this is probably the safest area in Kazdel, and they haven't seen any of those burly Sarkaz mercenaries.