Card maker? No, I'm a mechanic!

Chapter 175 On-site PK

The moment they saw the light, the muscles on the faces of the two guards, who had been expressionless, suddenly stiffened.

Immediately afterwards, the two of them stood at attention as if they had been electrocuted.

He then performed a perfectly standard and respectful hand gesture towards Jiang Zhe, touching his chest.

"Sir, please come in!"

"Um."

Jiang Zhe nodded slightly, put away the card, and strolled inside.

The commotion caused by the turnstiles naturally attracted the attention of the self-important elites in the surrounding area.

"That light—I'm not seeing things, am I?"

"Is it a pass to the inner courtyard?!"

"That guy looked younger than me, and he wasn't wearing his academic uniform—maybe he's some old professor's illegitimate son?"

Ignoring the curious and envious glances, Jiang Zhe continued walking along the wide, tree-lined avenue.

But he hadn't gone far when he saw two students in research coats arguing heatedly by the roadside.

"Your node configuration for this loop is completely wrong!"

"Energy cannot form a closed loop at all!"

One of the tall students pointed at the blueprints in his hand, spitting as he spoke, his veins bulging.

"You're talking nonsense!"

The other shorter man was clearly provoked; he stiffened his neck and refused to back down.

"This is the result of half a month of analysis, what technical knowledge do you know! If you're so capable, then you do it!"

"Let's go! Today I'll show you what truth is!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the tall man pulled out a card.

With a surge of spiritual power, he actually launched a fireball directly at the short man's face!

"Holy crap, you're serious!"

The shorter man reacted quickly, clearly not for the first time.

He instantly activated the card, creating an earthen-yellow shield.

"boom!"

With a loud bang, dirt and sparks flew everywhere.

The two actually started a full-blown physical academic exchange right there in the street.

"No, this—"

This sudden scene left Jiang Zhe, who had just entered, completely dumbfounded.

But what surprised him even more was that the students passing by only glanced at him casually.

They didn't even stop walking, as if they were used to discussing such things in the street.

"The academic atmosphere at the Imperial Capital Academy is truly simple and honest."

Jiang Zhe stroked his chin and muttered to himself, but then he suddenly remembered Professor Lin's words.

"No wonder the old man said that mentioning his name in the capital was effective; it seems that's how he built his reputation back then."

"So he's still a scholar with a primitive style."

Just as Jiang Zhe was feeling sentimental.

"Swish! Swish!"

Two ghostly black figures suddenly appeared out of nowhere.

They were two guys wearing black uniforms with some kind of logo embroidered on their chests.

Immediately afterwards, each of them delivered a kick with remarkable skill, knocking the two students who were engaged in hand-to-hand combat to the ground.

Then, like dragging a dead dog, they were pulled away, one on the left and one on the right.

The entire process was smooth and efficient, without any unnecessary delays.

"major."

Jiang Zhe shook his head, sighed, and continued walking forward.

The academy's grounds are so large and complex that they resemble a maze.

He wanted to ask someone where the inner courtyard was, but after stopping two students, he found that they were both in a hurry and had no time to pay attention to him.

"Oh well, I'll just wander around aimlessly. I'm just here to find some inspiration anyway."

As Jiang Zhe wandered around, he unintentionally arrived in front of a huge lecture hall building.

The sound of an amplifier array was coming from inside, sounding like a public lecture.

"Since we're already here, we might as well go in and experience the classroom atmosphere of this world."

Jiang Zhe quietly slipped in through the back door and found an empty seat in the last row.

On the podium, an elderly professor with gray hair was explaining the problem of command transmission delay in puppets.

This is actually one of the basic theories of the Gear Society, the kind of prosthetic body modification.

After listening for a while, Jiang Zhe couldn't help but feel a little nostalgic.

"Back in the day, I slept through my advanced calculus classes like this —"

"However, what this old man said, while not bad for this world, is indeed a bit too conservative."

The old professor's core theory is to forcibly shorten the delay in nerve signal transmission by greatly increasing the number of mental energy transfer nodes.

"Isn't this just pure material stacking? With more nodes, system redundancy and load will increase exponentially."

"This only treats the symptoms, not the root cause," Jiang Zhe thought to himself, shaking his head.

But just then, the old professor seemed to get excited while talking, so he tapped the table and asked a question loudly.

"Then, what if we set up a loop in the bones of a high-level magical beast?"

To achieve the lowest latency, what should be the maximum capacity and spacing of the nodes? Can anyone answer this?

The audience was silent.

The students in the front row all lowered their heads, afraid of meeting the professor's gaze.

Seeing this, the old professor shook his head and his gaze swept across the room like lightning, but he happened to see someone sitting in the last row.

The unfamiliar face who wasn't wearing a hospital uniform and had been shaking his head and looking somewhat dismissive.

"Hey, you in the last row who's not wearing your college uniform, what's your opinion?"

The old professor tapped the podium with his pointer, his tone carrying a hint of sternness from his seniority.

"I noticed you were shaking your head the whole time. What, do you have some insightful opinion on my theory?"

"Whoosh—"

The next moment, hundreds of eyes turned to Jiang Zhe.

His eyes were filled with pity and schadenfreude.

"You've been tagged?"

Jiang Zhe was taken aback for a moment, but then he was no longer intimidated.

After all, this scene is nothing compared to the Star Tower bidding.

He stood up confidently, cleared his throat, and uttered a surprising statement.

"I wouldn't call it insightful."

"I just feel that your idea of ​​adding nodes, while solving the problem temporarily, will bring great hidden dangers."

"This is putting the cart before the horse."

"Oh? Putting the cart before the horse?" The old professor raised an eyebrow, laughing in exasperation.

"Then tell me, how should we solve this?"

"The more nodes there are, the greater the attenuation of mental energy during transmission and the greater the risk of interference."

Jiang Zhe put his hands in his pockets and then, in a way that this world could understand, directly launched his dimensional reduction attack.

"Actually, we shouldn't get hung up on what relay is, but rather optimize the shape and arrangement of the nodes."

"If traditional straight-line connections are not used when laying out the loops."

"Or perhaps we could refine the nodes into a specific asymmetrical teardrop shape and use an alternating array that resembles a wave or a parabola?"

"Asymmetrical teardrop shape? Wavy arrangement?" The old professor was stunned.

"That's right."

As Jiang Zhe spoke, he sketched a streamlined acceleration model in mid-air.

"In fluid mechanics—well, in energy conduction, this is called the Venturi effect."