Duchamp looked at this Gundam standing up to the sky in amazement, turned around and asked Dr. Schmidt, "This one is so tall, it must not be possible to sense it through the manipulator's body, it must be using the console, right?" ”

Dr. Schmidt smiled and pressed a remote button, and a hatch opened on the mech's chest.

"This is a reconstruction of the dimensions of the ancient riding god according to the records, and it is 15 sub-distances high. According to records, the ultimate of the ancient mecha was called the Rider God, and the controller of the Rider God was called the Contractor. Each rider is born with a set of conditions for choosing a contractor, and the contractor is fully connected to the mecha in the operation compartment located in the chest of the rider, including direct voice communication and input commands, but according to my research, there may be a higher sequence of intelligent operations. ”

"Intelligent operation of higher sequences!" Duchamp was already imagining the image of this mecha killing all sides.

Dr. Schmidt shook his head and said: "Conceptually, it is more like a model, before obtaining the first-hand information of the ancient riders, it is just placed here in vain, whether in terms of materials, structure or operating system, it is completely different from the previous mechas, the first two can be overcome, but before obtaining updated information, no one can achieve full body docking with such a huge fuselage, unless we can find a way to achieve 'real docking'." ”

Duchamp impatiently poked his head in to take a look, and sure enough, the cockpit was still empty.

"Real docking?" Duchamp's eyes rolled, and he suddenly remembered a name: "Is that the brain domain docking?" ”

"That's right!" Dr. Schmidt found himself growing in appreciation of the young man.

"According to legend, the ancient riding god was made in the Middle Ages after the goblins inherited the ancient Semriya civilization, and became the highest achievement of the medieval alchemy civilization. Ancient texts say that the god of riding automatically picks the best rider for him and makes a contract with him. And the higher the strength of the contractor, the stronger the ability to ride the god released. ”

Speaking of this, Schmidt turned to Professor Ashley and asked, "You have been in the Epstein Foundation for many years, and you have some knowledge of the intelligent technology of the Foundation, can you guess the driving principle of the ancient riding god?" ”

Professor Ashley looked at the behemoth, and suddenly grasped the point. "Logic Sharing! It must be so! ”

"yes, as I thought." Dr. Schmidt glanced appreciatively at Professor Ashley, and he saw that he seemed to have underestimated Ashley, of course, he would not admit it, because Ashley was a disciple of that man.

"It's easy for a machine to do something, but it's far harder to make it understand what it's doing, assess what the risks are, and how to deal with an accident than to let it hollow out a mountain. Therefore, machinery needs human control, and the rider is a combat machine, which requires the driver to make judgments and give timely instructions in the ever-changing battle. In this case, even a few buttons in the cockpit are not enough, so I think that the ancient god of riding used a higher method of information docking, so that it can directly understand the driver's language and thinking in order to serve as the basis for its reaction in battle, and at the same time prevent a situation where the god cannot make a judgment outside of a preset situation, which is what Styry calls brain docking. ”

"But between machines and people, there is a need for a communication medium, to achieve a more efficient way of information transmission than sound, is it to use guided waves to achieve direct communication?" Ashley asked, confused.

"Possibly." Dr. Schmidt nodded.

"But in this way, the intelligence of this machine is incredibly high, and even a consortium cannot make such an intelligent system!" Professor Ashley regretfully added.

"So, that's the biggest difficulty we're facing, and at the moment this mech is only here as a research replica, with only a body and no soul or mind." Dr. Schmidt said, turning off the power system of the mech, and the light on the mecha slowly dimmed.

Duchamp sighed regretfully at the giant mecha.

"Well, Styry, would you be interested in working on this mech together?" Dr. Schmidt suddenly changed his tone of cordial tone.

"Doctor, you think too highly of me, I'm just better at the theory of conduction, in other words, I'm more imaginative. I don't know anything about conductive engineering. Duchamp touched his head and smiled embarrassedly.

Dr. Schmidt shook his head solemnly: "Whether or not you are good at conductive engineering is not what I value the most. To control such a divine machine, it is necessary to have someone who is equally intelligent and powerful. I've heard Ashley say that your talent for guidance is unique among the students he's taught. And if you were able to wield such a huge weapon just now, it can be seen that you are far superior to ordinary people in terms of strength. With these two qualities, plus you are good at the theory of conduction, if you make a breakthrough in the engineering of the guide under my guidance, then it is not impossible to complete this strategic-level mecha. ”

'Dr. Schmidt is saying this, is he trying to take me as a disciple?' Duchamp's heart pounded.

In front of him, this is one of the three legendary cattle people in the mainland, and it is different from the other two cattle people. Dr. Russell's genius ideas are usually published or translated into various physical objects, and Dr. Hamilton's greater credit lies in the construction and popularization of the theoretical foundations of conductive mechanics, while Dr. Schmidt's attainments are concentrated in the field of conductive engineering, and many technical achievements are kept secret, and only by becoming his disciple can he inherit these secrets.

"No, resist the temptation and ask if there are any restrictions, my brother is a busy man, and he still has a lot of world prestige tasks to complete." Duchamp held back his excitement and calmed his heart, thinking of how he could achieve his goal without angering Dr. Schmidt.

Duchamp cautiously asked: "Doctor, I am only a first-year student now, and I am the only child in my family, and I still have many things to take care of in my studies and family, will this affect my plan to participate in the experiment?" ”

Dr. Schmidt shook his head: "It's too early to say this, with your current level of knowledge, there are still a lot of things to learn, you first enter the laboratory as a trainee experimenter, first follow other experimenters to learn some basic theories, and when we get the first-hand information of the ancient riding god, let you, as an experimenter, try to really connect with the strategic mecha." ”

It turned out that he was just an ordinary experimenter, and Duchamp was a little disappointed. He asked tentatively, "Then, how to obtain the first-hand information of the ancient riding gods?" ”

"You don't have to worry about that. Our patron of this project will send us, although we have not yet obtained comprehensive information, but it is already foreseeable that the intelligence of the ancient riding god is not as high as we have discussed, and its logical judgment is mainly obtained from the driver, as for how to carry out what you call 'brain domain docking', this will have to wait for more exploration to know. ”

Patron! Duchamp suddenly thought of the two battle mechs just now, and he said tentatively: "To have such great power and so much money, it must be the money from Duke Kane." ”

Dr. Schmidt looked at him in surprise, but did not deny it, and said frankly: "You are clever, that's right, this project was invested by Duke Kane, I think, he must have obtained the remnants of the ancient riding god or something, so he is so sure to invest and want to copy it." ”

Cut! That servant street boy thinks beautifully, how can ancient technology be so easy to copy.

Duchamp frowned and asked a key question: "Since he invested in it, then after our experiment is successful, won't he still have to take the rider away!" ”

Dr. Schmidt laughed: "Of course, we just need to get the technology, and the product will naturally be taken by the buyer." ”

When Duchamp heard this, he was very unhappy: "What do Duke Kane do with such a powerful strategic-level weapon, if he takes it and gets into trouble, won't we be unlucky." ”

Dr. Schmidt said disapprehantly: "We are only the developers of technology, and after the weapon is manufactured, how to use it depends on its owner, and what does it have to do with us." Could it be that if someone kills someone with a gun, the police will arrest the person who made the gun? ”

"But Doctor, this is no ordinary gun, this is a strategic weapon, and the two are not the same."

Dr. Schmidt's face showed an unhappy expression: "As a researcher, what we need to pay attention to is the continuous breakthrough of technology, and there is no spirit of pursuing new technology, where does technological innovation come from." Didn't you just say in my office that what would happen in the future and that it wouldn't be the technician's turn to worry about it? ”

"But Doctor, that's not what happened in the future." Duchamp's eyes widened. "Scientists can not be responsible for the future, but at least they should be responsible for the present."

"You!" Dr. Schmidt seemed to be so stimulated that he almost roared, and after a few seconds, he adjusted his mood a little, and said loudly: "A child who is only so old has learned to teach people. I've heard a lot of clichés like yours in my life. If you insist on that, leave my lab. ”

Duchamp was stunned, then bowed silently to Dr. Schmidt and turned to leave.

Behind him, Dr. Schmidt's exasperated voice was heard: "Ashley, you really deserve to be your protégé." ”

At the curfew, he waited ashamedly for Professor Ashley to open the door.

After a few minutes, Professor Ashley arrived in a rage, opened the door with his authentication card, and the two walked out of the underground workshop in silence and took the elevator up to the surface.

After walking out of this heavily guarded courtyard, Duchamp turned around, bowed slightly to Professor Ashley, and apologized, "I'm sorry Professor for causing you trouble." ”

Ashley shook his head quickly, indicating that he didn't care, and the two walked out side by side. After a few minutes, when he walked out of the gate of this courtyard, Professor Ashley stood under the street tree, leaning against the tree, clutching his stomach, and letting out a dull giggle.

When he had laughed enough, he explained to Duchamp: "Ah, Hasteri, there is no need to apologize so formally, it makes me uncomfortable. You can rest assured that Dr. Schmidt will not be really angry because of such a thing, let alone pursue it. He's only angry at the last thing you just said. Once upon a time, one of the founders of the Epstein consortium, who seems to be Dr. Hamilton, seems to have said something similar to him. Haha, you see, what a coincidence. ”

Duchamp was stunned and said innocently: "I didn't know that there was such an allusion. ”

Professor Ashley shrugged: "Those are all things from the past, I hope you don't get me wrong, the headmaster is actually a person who is immersed in the world of science, his heart is very simple, I hope you don't think of him as some kind of bad guy or something." ”

Duchamp was embarrassed: "I never thought of it like this. ”

Professor Ashley nodded, seeing that he was far away from the doctor's territory, he pulled out his handkerchief, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and continued the conversation.

"Actually, you did the right thing, Styry, I couldn't help but give you a look in front of the headmaster just now, but you didn't pay attention at the time. Brain domain docking is an extremely dangerous field, and people who have studied the brain domain from ancient times to the present day will accidentally damage people's nerves and become a fool. If it weren't the headmaster who asked you, but someone else, I'd definitely spit in his face in front of me. ”

He affectionately grabbed one of Duchamp's arms, pointed to Duchamp's nose with the other, and said extremely solemnly: "Compared with your genius guiding fantasy talent, what is a strategic-level mecha, your current energy can't let this time-consuming experiment be entangled in it." Your area of expertise should be in the development of the theory of conductive force. Everyone has a lot of options on the path of science, and you should always keep in mind your direction and what you are good at. ”

Duchamp hurriedly said yes, he was completely fascinated by the mecha just now, he didn't even think of this hidden danger, and even forgot that his brain was not something that could be taken out for research casually.

Professor Ashley mentions other cutting-edge technologies being developed by the Epstein consortium in an attempt to divert Duchamp's attention from the riders, and the two speak as they descend the famous ladder of the Lead.