Chapter 634: Brain-computer interface and quantum chip

One minute later.
Kemeng stood in the crowd, facing a group of non-human and human mixed people, and dignifiedly took off the faceless mask.
The moment the mask was removed, the imitation of the golden gate master's face instantly faded, revealing Kemeng's true face.
"what?"
"You are not the master of Kinmen!"
"who are you!"
The eyes of the aliens were instantly full of malice, and endless anger vines rose.
Anyone who sees others playing around will probably get annoyed.
Kemeng relaxed his spirituality and no longer suppressed it. In a blink of an eye, everyone's face changed again.
"This spiritual density..."
"terrible."
The gurgling drool sounded in the crowd, and no one could contempt Kemon's terrifying spirituality.
The spirituality that this body naturally exudes, like a substantial mountain, suppresses the spiritual perception of everyone present, causing them to temporarily fall into a low spiritual state, and even the brain's thinking speed is affected.
Kemeng calmly used the newly digested knowledge. This kind of knowledge came from the old dominators and could not be learned before, but now he can slowly try to apply it.
Spiritual suppression!
Kemun used his own spirituality to suppress the spirituality of others, and that was the general result.
The researchers present knew that this was the case, but with their brains, they couldn't figure out how Kemeng used spirituality to suppress their spirituality. They subconsciously felt that the spirituality level was too far apart, so they formed a terror. The suppression affects their brains.
"My lord, are you not afraid of being retaliated by the master of Kinmen?" The director of the Wasteland Research Institute couldn't help but uttered.
"The Lord of the Golden Gate is dead. I'm here to inform you that this research institute has been taken over by me. From now on, my words will be the only order." Kemeng looked around, and the terrifying spirituality gathered in his eyes, making everyone not Dare to be willing to resist.
"understand?"
The voice fell, the audience was silent, his face was pale, and fine sweat came out of his forehead.
"You said that the sect master is dead, how do we believe you, do you have any evidence?" The director still bit his neck and said.
The Lord of the Golden Gate was killed by Kemeng, leaving no meat or the like, but Kemeng had a silver key, which was a symbol of status.
Ke Meng patted the storage scarf, flipped his right hand, and a dull silver key appeared in front of everyone.
Kemon slightly loosened the suppression force of the spiritual suppression force field, "Use your spirituality to see what this is."
Even if the silver key falls into a short period of unavailability, everyone can still use spiritual perception to perceive the true or false of the key.
Everyone stared at the silver key, and the more they looked at it, the more despair they became, as if the idol in their heart had collapsed and they were unwilling to accept the facts.
"How is it possible that the Golden Gate Master is invincible, he is invincible, and he will not die." The master demon was startled and muttered softly.
"I don't care what kind of research you have done in the past, the whole institute will listen to my arrangements. Those who are unwilling to accept can leave the institute and return to the living area upstairs to live temporarily." Kemeng hasn't thought about it yet. How to arrange so many aliens, temporarily put them in the cultivation area.
When everyone heard Kemeng's words, they knew that the choice of life had come, and they had to make a decision.
Should I follow the Xinmen main line or leave the research institute.
But there is a premise here, that is, Kemeng will really let them go, instead of waiting for them to leave and then kill them backhand.
Everyone hesitated for a while, their eyes wandering back and forth between the silver key and Kemeng's face, and the heavens and humans in their hearts were at war.
Soon, someone gave in and said respectfully: "Sect Master, I am willing to stay."
"I'm willing, my master."
"I don't have a home anymore. Since the owner is willing to take in, I hope to stay and continue to study."
Kemeng held the key and was slightly startled when he heard the words of the master.
"Is it the new master who owns the silver key?" Kemeng touched the key with a strange expression.
He is not a believer of the door organization, nor does he worship the one who believes in the unity of all things.
"Does the door organization recognize the key or the doctrine?" Kemeng made a question in his heart.
The key is in his hand and he can use it whatever he wants, but the doctrine of the door organization definitely does not meet Kemon's requirements.
Like the pursuit of knowledge, this is possible, but you cannot believe in the so-called "all things one".
A few minutes later.
All the people in the institute have done ideological work and recognized Kemeng as the new master.
The previous sect master is dead, and the new sect master is established. Kemeng spent half a day setting up a complete and detailed research work for them to make the brain-computer interface of the virtual game.
Then there is a quantum chip dedicated to virtual games. This thing must be available, otherwise the game itself will not work if there is no interface.
Regarding the chip, Kemeng also has a whole set of memories in his mind.
Chips require a series of precision instruments such as photolithography machines. Although the Wasteland Research Institute has high accuracy, the research on chips is far inferior to the military research institute in Jinlizhou.
Kemeng left the Wasteland Research Institute, returned to the wasteland cultivation area, found the local priest, and asked for a doctrine. Kemeng was going to modify the teaching.
If someone is not satisfied, then cleanse the faith.
Kemeng does not intend to keep the old beliefs of the door organization, but he has no time to manage them. The first task is to make what he wants first.
After returning to reality, Kemeng directly contacted the Institute of Quantum Computing and asked them to help customize quantum chips.
The chips used in virtual games are not silicon-based chips, but more high-end carbon-based chips.
Since it was impossible to tell the layout of the chip in person, Kemeng could only rely on the knowledge and memory acquired by synaesthesia to personally go to the institute to design the chip with their design software.
The director of the institute has already received an order from above to cooperate fully with Kemon's work.
The director personally stood next to Kemun and assisted in chip design.
Kemeng stayed up for a few days, continuous liver chips.
The director can only accompany during the day, and at night, he will be accompanied by another senior chip designer.
When Kemon was sleepy, he walked to the isolation hut he had prepared, went in and closed the door, took out the key memory and went to sleep.
After waking up ~EbookFREE.me~ Kemeng continued to fight.
A few days later, Kemeng successfully produced this quantum chip that surpassed the times.
This chip was born for virtual games and has a strong adaptability to virtual games, up to 96% of the virtual reality.
At the same time, it can also be used for artificial intelligence.
The director of the Institute of Quantum Computing has long been dumbfounded, and his admiration for Kemun has taken a step forward.
"Director, the next step is the chip tape out. Could you please help me join the team, I will rest first." Kemeng waved his hand, his brain seemed to be drained, and his spirit was extremely exhausted.
Meditation thoughts cannot completely replace humans’ natural sleep. Moreover, Kemun’s meditation thoughts are specifically designed to improve spirituality. Theoretically, the brain is also in a mid-to-high intensity working state during meditation.
"Don't worry, Xiaoke, I have arranged it a long time ago, and all researchers in the institute are waiting for this chip to be taped out." The elder of the institute blushed.