The Naval Base of the Unnamed Ship Girls

"Your technology has reached this level?" Unlike the other ship girls present, Adun, who knew what the Hyperion's joke was about, leaned back in her chair and took a sip of fuel before asking.

"Ahem, lab technology." Hyperion, who had just remembered that his friend sitting next to him was a Protoss, replied awkwardly, "If you really asked me to do it, I'm not sure I could."

“I thought you had made a major breakthrough in artificial intelligence technology.” As a Protoss with a deep understanding of AI technology, Adun naturally knew what the Hyperion meant by the picometer-level processor.

Ardon did not intend to tell Hyperion that getting smaller does not mean getting correct. Even if a processor reaches the so-called picometer level, it can only get closer and closer to the technology of artificial intelligence.

At least the Protoss's crystal technology did not develop through this path.

Especially because of their own crystal technology tree, the Protoss have come a long way in the path of artificial intelligence. It can even be said that the Protoss's artificial intelligence is no different from real life, and the birth of the Purifier faction is the best proof of this.

"What am I seeing? Could this be the legendary hand-poking processor?!" Rodney, knowing what Hyperion was doing, could only try to keep his voice down for fear of causing any consequences if he spoke loudly.

"Sister Renown, can you hit me?" Charlotte asked the head maid beside her after a moment of contemplation.

"How much strength?" Without asking why the young master said that, Shengwang raised his hand and chopped.

"Just a light touch will do. I just want to know if I'm dreaming." Charlotte was at a loss for words to express her feelings about what Hyperion had done.

"Then there's no need for that. I can assure you that you are lucid, young master." Despite saying this, he maintained his hand-knife stance. If young master Charlotte still didn't come to his senses and face reality, this hand-knife would prove useful.

"So I was conscious, then that's fine." Charlotte glanced at the vanguard still lying on the ground and quickly moved away from the position of the reputation glove.

"Don't you think you should keep a low profile?" Adun, who was holding a fuel canister between two fingers and swaying it, glanced at the various expressions of the ship girls and the admiral at Naval Base 233, and said to Hyperion, who was almost finished with the processor.

"It's nothing to be surprised about. I've already created a vacuum zone." The Hyperion didn't care about this, or rather, the Hyperion, who loved to boast about Imperial technology, couldn't possibly miss such an opportunity to show off.

"Do you need my help?" Ardon, feeling that things were going to get out of hand and she would have to reshape the values ​​of these ship girls and Charlotte, decided to lend a hand and asked.

"No! This thing is incompatible with your Protoss crystal technology." Upon hearing Adun's words, Hyperion almost accidentally poked the wrong spot. If he had, the processor, which was almost finished, would have had to be reworked.

"Why does it seem like all I know is how to make crystals?" Adun also picked up a piece of material with Hyperion's teeth marks on it, conjured up blue psionic needles in his palm, and poked it back and forth like Hyperion.

"Isn't that right?" Hyperion had just uttered his complaint when he was startled by Adun's actions, even slowing his own movements slightly in surprise. "Psychic power can be used like this?"

"Don't compare our Protoss's skill in manipulating psionic energy to that of your Ghost Warriors."

To the Protoss, who have integrated psionic energy into every aspect of their lives, the psionic skills of the Terran Empire in the Koprulu Sector are no different from those of primitive people wielding maces. Even the Zerg's psionic skills are better than those of humans.

As a result, the ship girls of Naval Base No. 233 in the room saw a double magic show.

Adun, with its psionic multithreading, is much faster at processor manufacturing than Hyperion, which is controlled purely by hand.

Even if they only started working when the Hyperion was almost finished, the processors made by the two starship girls were completed at almost the same time.

Hyperion was slightly faster, but this was only a fraction of a second faster, and it didn't make Hyperion proud. Instead, it looked defeated.

"I'm desperate. I'm desperate about this world where even the Protoss don't use crystal technology!"

Chapter 177... Thor's Operating System is Pretty Good

"Two cores, huh?" Hyperion looked at the two processors in front of him, trying not to notice the teeth marks on one of them, and asked Adun.

"Adon, you did this on purpose, didn't you?"

"What did I do on purpose?" Adun, who was only trying to prove that he wasn't relying on crystals, didn't think too much about it when he was creating that processor.

"You want to use two processors to make a dual-core phone that can simultaneously connect to ship girl signals and admiral signals?" Hyperion was increasingly convinced that Adun was doing this on purpose.

"Can it be done?" Adun asked, showing great interest in Hyperion's proposal.

“From a technical point of view, there’s no problem, but…” Hyperion glanced at Charlotte, who was still trying to accept reality, before he could finish his sentence.

“However, if a governor’s personal mobile phone is to be registered with the network, it needs to be registered at the Governor’s Office, or at the Central Academy.” Seeing Hyperion’s gaze, he knew the other party was asking about the reputation of “however” and replied.

"And it's physical in nature, which makes it very difficult to handle..." Hyperion didn't say it was impossible, but verifying physical properties is the most difficult enemy for hackers to overcome.

"Don't ship girls need to register like this when using a mobile phone?" Yaton asked, glancing at the Orange 8 still lying around in the trash on the table.

“If I had to say, it’s not impossible,” Hyperion said, picking up a piece of material to make other parts. “But ship girls are part of the hardware, so registering them is much simpler than the one the admiral uses.”

After disassembling two phones, Hyperion basically figured out how these oranges operate in this world.

"No need for that complicated process, just reserve a receiving port for the admiral's phone." Adon, who had helped create a processor, roughly understood how these things worked.

It's very similar to the technology of the Hyperion's Teren Empire, and Adun, who had exchanged information with the Hyperion before, could sense it.

This is similar to the fact that the technologies of the Terren Empire and the Protoss Crystals are completely opposite, and the scientists from the two countries can't even talk to each other.

After hearing what Adun said, Hyperion spent a little time redesigning it, and soon a knock-off Orange phone made by two starship girls was freshly produced.

"How about we register an orange trademark?" Hyperion thought it would be perfect for selling orange-themed phones in the future.

"Can you stand doing this every day?" Adun was unimpressed by Hyperion's fresh and imaginative ideas.

"...Does anyone want to learn?" Hyperion thought Adun's words made sense, so she asked the other ship girls who were still in a daze, seemingly wanting to teach some apprentices.

"No, no, no, no." All the ship girls, including Renown, shook their heads.

Just kidding. I used to think that Veneto, an eighth-level fitter who could hammer out a sixteen-cylinder internal combustion engine with a small hammer, was already crazy enough. I never thought there were even more crazy ones.

A hand-stamped processor? If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn't have known that it was possible, let alone that there was a ship letter.

Should we then use a dial-up connection as the system?

However, the ship girls who were internally complaining were only half right. After making the phone, Hyperion did indeed prepare to make a system, but she didn't use a phone. Instead, she just casually set up two electrocatalysts.

Hyperion explained, "Luckily, your language is also binary. If it were ternary, Adun would have had to come to the rescue himself."

"I remember you guys also studied ternary systems." The Protoss had also studied binary languages, so Adun wasn't sure which was better between binary and ternary systems. The former was more suitable for more regular calculations, while the latter was better at fuzzy calculations like artificial intelligence.

"So what if we succeed in the research? Are we going to start from the very basics and start all over again?" Hyperion asked, tapping the electrocatalyst with two fingers.

"Indeed." Modifying a programming language that has been used for so many years from its most basic level would cause great upheaval in society, just like those "sacred ships" often complain that their large size makes them difficult to turn around.

Of course, this statement is useless to Adun. Just as Hyperion once said, Adun is a spaceship that is 70 kilometers long and can fight small planes like dogs.

After all, when Adun was designed as a doomsday ark, the Protoss engineers of the Kalley class put a lot of effort into improving its mobility.

"What do you think of this system?" Hyperion, who had just finished creating a basic system, handed the knock-off phone to Ardon and asked.

"...Are you sure you're doing this seriously?" Adon asked in a subtle tone after playing with the object for a moment.

"What do you mean by that?" Hyperion could clearly sense Adun's sarcasm and said, puffing out his cheeks.

“Although my understanding of binary is about the same as your understanding of ternary, your system…” Adun tossed the phone back into Hyperion’s hand and said:

"It reminds me of the operating system of your Thor mechs."

"Thor's mech, cough cough, isn't that very convenient?" Hyperion's face turned very awkward when she realized what Adun was complaining about, because what Adun said was exactly what she had been wanting to complain about.

"It is indeed convenient. There are only three buttons, a mouse and a display screen in the cockpit. I heard that the pilots of Thor are all top ace pilots selected from among the ace pilots. After flying Thor for two years, these ace pilots all became mentally challenged."

Adon recounted what he had heard from the human soldiers when Lei Ritian formed an alliance.

"Ahem, the first generation of the Thor mech, Odin, was only built two years ago!" Hyperion did not deny the claim that piloting the Thor mech would make one mentally challenged.

"Well, it's nothing. The purpose of technology is to make everything simple. It's just that you humans haven't thought about strengthening your own power. You'll suffer for it sooner or later," Adun said with the tone of someone who's been there.

The Zerg focus on physical evolution, while the Protoss focus on mental enhancement. In terms of self-enhancement, the Terrans, who have always relied on external objects, have basically done nothing.

Therefore, among the three major factions in the Koprulu Sector, the Terren Empire had the weakest combat power.

"Do you think we humans are a bunch of perverts?" Hyperion retorted to Adun's nonchalant tone.

“They clearly have a lot of potential…” Adun still remembered what the Xel'Naga said at the end: from a cyclical perspective, humans, who can evolve both physically and mentally at the same time, actually have more potential than the Protoss and the Zerg.

"Potential is not combat power. Besides, things that happen many years from now will definitely have nothing to do with me." By then, even if the Hyperion is not dismantled, it will definitely be an old, outdated museum.

At least Hyperion didn't think that human technology could develop to the point where she, like Adun, could stay in her hometown for a thousand years and emerge looking brand new.

Especially now that Hyperion and Adun are no longer in that world, there's no point in saying anything more.

“That makes sense. Do you need my help with the system?” Yaton said, as he also produced a dual-channel electrocatalyst.

"You can do binary?" Hyperion was surprised.

“I can try using ternary circuitry.” After thinking for a moment, Ardon added another circuit to his dual-channel electrocatalyst.

"...I'm not responsible for maintaining things if there's a bug!" Hyperion decided to distance itself from the issue first.

"It's not like you know how to maintain a ternary program," Ardon said, tapping three fingers on the electrocatalyst beside him.

"..."

Chapter 178 The System of the Future

“Done… Phew, what a hassle.” Hyperion wiped non-existent sweat from his forehead.

"It is indeed troublesome." Ardon, who hadn't expected that merging ternary and binary programs would be so complicated, said with a similar expression.

Even with technology that surpasses this world by hundreds or even thousands of years, it doesn't mean that creating a system using the most basic methods is an easy task.

On the one hand, it must ensure its own synchronization, on the other hand, it must ensure compatibility with the data system of this world itself, and on the other hand, it must take into account some usage habits that are more in line with Hyperion and Adun.

The task of fixing the bugs at the end alone made Adun and Hyperion feel like they had fought a major battle.

"Are you sure you want to make this kind of system?" Hyperion asked Adun, catching his breath.

"Anyway, it's not like it's impossible, so this is fine." As he spoke, Yaton waved his hand over the screen of the knock-off mobile phone that was lying quietly on the table.

The casual movements showed the various ship girls of the No. 233 naval base, who were serving tea and water and worshipping the great god, what science fiction style was.

First, a three-dimensional green sphere was projected from the display screen into the air. Then, the sphere intelligently glanced at Adun, then at Hyperion, and mechanically uttered:

"Confirm operator permissions and enable incognito browsing mode."

Then the three-dimensional sphere, composed entirely of light, silently exploded into fragments that filled the entire room.

Ardon reached out and stopped a fragment of light and shadow, dragging it in front of him. He then made a gesture with his fingers as if to open something up, and the fragment of light and shadow instantly expanded into a screen.

Compared to the incredibly futuristic presentation of this knock-off phone's operating system, the things on the screen are quite simple: a fully automatic vacuum cleaner, a favorite of a certain head maid and used by ship girls.

What was originally just a fixed advertisement on this shopping page, scrolling through the eyes of all the ship girls:

"The fully automatic Sea Sister brand vacuum cleaner brings you a clean and quiet cleaning experience. We offer a 7-day no-fault return policy, a 30-day free trial, global warranty service, free shipping to the East and West Pacific regions, a 20 RMB cashback for positive reviews, and a daily lucky draw of five consumers to receive a valuable gift package."

"..." Upon seeing this scene, both the ship girl from Naval Base No. 233 and young master Charlotte turned their attention to the head maid, Renown.

"The quality is just average, but the after-sales service is quite good," said Shengwang, who said he had used this type of vacuum cleaner before.

Aydon was somewhat embarrassed when he unexpectedly pulled out a vacuum cleaner advertisement, and gave Hyperion beside him a threatening look.