Chapter 442: Mecha Hunter
"Master, master, there are drinks here!"
"Master, master, have you eaten enough, I still have bread here!"
Amara ran enthusiastically.
Now she felt like she was in a dream, and she casually gave someone a bottle of water and a pack of cookies, only to be two super mech technicians...... Oh no, super scientist, and one of the handsome and kind looking scientists even took her as an apprentice, saying that he would teach her to design mechas, which is a fantasy story only in fairy tales.
No, there are no such stories in fairy tales.
In fairy tales, only the weird-tempered white-bearded old man will catch the little princess to teach magic, but he will not teach any technology and mecha, let alone the gentleness and handsomeness of the master.
"Li, don't say it, it's pretty cool to have such a cute little follower running errands, why don't you let me forget it?"
As Amara walked around as she 'tried to 'try to' entertain, Tony Stark came over with a wink.
"You're thinking about fart."
Lees laughed and scolded and pushed Tony Stark away.
This Amara is not simple, a teenage girl living in a post-war abandoned area without a father and mother, it is not easy to survive, and it is impossible to receive a systematic education.
Don't look at Amara's boxing mobile mecha relies on a patchwork of parts from a damaged mecha, but in fact, it is different from a conventional mecha in terms of size, layout, and control system, and it is essentially no different from redesigning a mecha.
That's what other mech technicians in the Pacific Rim do, but their parts are custom purchased instead of picked, and the latter is much more difficult to talk about, because the parts are not customized, which means that they must be modified and adjusted, which means that Amara needs to understand the principles and structure of those parts better than ordinary mech technicians.
And all this...... She is purely self-taught, or is she self-taught in this wasteland-like environment, under the embarrassment of survival! You can imagine how terrifying his talent is.
This kind of genius pulls the systematic education under his command, coupled with the many black technologies in his hands, it is tantamount to another general like Otto Gunther and them, and he will give it to Tony Stark.
"Qi, stingy ghost, Lolita! See the lust and forget the righteousness! ”
Tony Stark, who was pushed away, suddenly let out an unhappy 'Qi'.
", you're only Lolita, I'm only interested in mature and knowledgeable women."
Li Si laughed and scolded again.
"Like your artificial intelligence?"
Tony Stark looked like 'I seem to have noticed something', and said with a cheap smile: "And this little girl seems to have a lot of cultivation potential." ”
(Pandora silently gave a thumbs up at this point, praising the perfect assist in the bottom of her heart.) )
"The thoughts are dirty, and at first glance, I haven't experienced the power of the river crab beast."
Seeing that Tony Stark was obviously preparing to open his mouth, Li Si sighed and shook his head, simply ignored it, stopped Amara from running around and turned out all kinds of treasures, and led her to the boxing mobile phone armor to check it out.
The boxer mobile armor was about the same size as his medium-sized assault armor, which was only a small amount compared to the mechs of the Pacific Rim world, which were often seventy or eighty meters tall and weighed one or two thousand tons.
"Master, what do you think of the boxer?"
Seeing Lees begin to look at the boxer, Amara's eyes suddenly filled with a little hope of longing for praise.
No child does not crave praise from her relatives, but she did not have it before, so she can only keep these things in her heart, and occasionally lose a moment when she dreams back at midnight.
But now it's different, she has a new loved one.
"It's a clumsy garbage pile."
A voice sounded: "I really don't understand these things of yours, and you dare to use such a crude neural interaction technology indiscriminately, do you think you have lived too long?" Is somatosensory interaction technology and drivers just a possibility? ”
Of course, it's not Lis, it's the venomous Tony Stark.
But he is not untargeted, boxing mobile phone mail, and even the real mecha of this world, in his eyes is really rough and excessive, it is simply not as good as the knock-off made by Hammer Industries.
"Each Shattered Dome base has tried somatosensory interaction technology, but somatosensory technology cannot allow the driver to get enough real-time combat feedback, and in addition, pain perception, center of gravity, etc. are unsolvable problems, without which it is impossible to know the status of the mecha, and the actions of people and mecha cannot be synchronized."
Hearing this, Amara retorted directly.
"This can be done through driver design and sensory simulation, and it can't be done just because you're too good."
Tony Stark showed no signs of weakness.
He has absolutely the right to speak in this regard, because his steel suit and medium-sized armor all rely on somatosensory interaction technology, and the later neural interaction technology is still 'borrowed' from Li Si, but after being miserably educated, he sang and danced to learn cat meow and then removed it sadly.
"What else do I see, is this cockpit funny? All the feedback data of the mecha is directly connected to the neurons, and you don't think your head is blowing up fast enough? Is your computer used to calculate what one plus one is equal? ”
"And these things, I think this should be called VR augmentation equipment, all use neural interaction technology, with these for fun? Oh, and the holographic projection, which I finally learned a little smarter, and stripped the visual data separately. ”
Tony Stark climbed into the cockpit and looked at it for a moment, babbling and complaining.
"That's not called direct connection, it's called synaesthesia, so that the mecha can get human-like sensory information and feed it back to the driver."
Amara's nose wrinkled, and she said unconvinced: "These motion enhancement devices are because large mecha must use neural interaction technology, and nerve signals are bidirectional, and there is no way to block the nerve signals of people to limbs, and the limbs must also make corresponding movements when the pilot controls the mecha to make movements." ”
"So it's still too vegetable, right?"
Tony Stark pursed his lips, glanced at Li Si, and said, "Although I don't want to brag about this product, you can do it with a cheap master, and you can throw off this rudimentary neural interaction technology for more than a dozen streets." ”
"Master, can you block the limb signal?"
Hearing this, Amara's eyes lit up, and she didn't care about arguing with Tony Stark.
"Well, I'll teach you later."
Li Si maintained the reserve of being a teacher, and his chin was slightly calm, and then he glared at Tony Stark: "Tony, you don't have to say a word, this is not New York." ”
Hearing this, Tony Stark was stunned for a moment, but he also reacted, shrugged his shoulders, and did not make a sound.
"Master, is the neuronal synaesthesia technology really wrong?"
Amara asked again at this time, her tone a little more depressed, and it was clear that she hadn't completely listened to what Tony Stark had just said.
"The focus of science and technology development is high and low, but when they are in the early stage, they are only looking at which one is more perfect and mature."
Li Si smiled and touched Amara's head.
In the field of somatosensory interaction, Tony Stark is an expert, but in the field of neural interaction, he is not aimed at anyone, everyone here is scum.
He had also looked at the boxer carefully just now, and although Tony Stark's mouth was a little poisonous, there was nothing wrong with it.
Pacific Rim was forced to build mechas, and the firepower of modern thermal weapons had a weak effect on monsters with strong vitality, but would cause a large number of casualties among its own urban population, so there was a more cost-effective 'defensive weapon' of mechas.
But again, because of this, the various technologies of the Pacific Rim world have obvious shortcomings.
Take the cockpit as an example, the mecha here is directly and rudely connected to the human brain.
The mecha here can be said to be a product of bionics, the mecha has a 'brain' and 'five senses', and the five senses of the mecha are transmitted to the mecha brain for better than nothing, and then the mecha brain is directly connected to the driver's brain.
Using this connection to achieve 'synaesthesia', the human brain can accurately control the mecha, but because of the immaturity of neural interaction technology, they cannot block the nerve signals sent by the human brain to the limbs, so there will be a strange setting that the mecha will move and the people in the cockpit will also move.
Of course, there is something even more bizarre, that is, the feedback of the mecha to the human brain.
Obviously, the information technology here has not kept up, and it is not even able to highly preprocess the various feedback data of the mecha, but it is directly communicated to the human brain, allowing the brain to process, analyze, and make decisions.
That's it, you can get used to it after training, and the real fatal part is in the feedback of nerve signals.
They don't have the technology to thoroughly analyze neural signals, and the simulated neural signals are very rough, and there are a lot of fallacies, invalid and redundant information, which can only be analyzed and understood by relying on the brain's self-adjusting habits.
The result of these fallacies and invalid redundant information is that the workload of the human brain is greater, the load is also greater, and a large amount of data is directly handed over to the human brain for analysis and processing, the more complex the mecha and the larger the load on the human brain.
This is not a short-term feedback and brain processing process, even if you move your arm, you actually need countless times of circular feedback calculations of information such as 'height, strength, angle'.
The large and redundant nerve signals are completely beyond the limits of the human brain, and the consequences are like opening a consciousness acceleration technology that exceeds the limits of tolerance, leaving a little nosebleed at the least, and brain death at the worst.
Then the scientists of the Pacific Rim World also adopted an extremely simple and crude solution to this, one brain is not enough, I will have two, and the two brains are directly connected to synaesthesia, respectively as the left brain and the right brain, and control the mecha together.
Well, the problem of brain load is barely solved, but a new problem is coming, the two brains are directly connected, they will share part of the memories and thoughts of both sides, and they will arouse the deep memories of both sides, and all kinds of problems are coming.
In the early days, it was good to use this rough way to solve technical problems, but then it fell into a misunderstanding of thinking, and did not think of other solutions at all, but went further and further on the road of this 'double brain', and the only progress in neural signal technology itself is to separate the visual data of the mecha feedback data to be displayed in holographic projection, which is called the cockpit technology version 2.0.
Saying that, when he saw this broken cockpit, Li Si had 120,000 slots in his heart, and if Tony Stark didn't complain, it was time for him to complain.
Fortunately, the poisonous tongue feces did it for him, and he finally didn't let him damage his good image in front of the little apprentice.
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I didn't pay attention to it when I chose the Pacific Rim before, but now that I look back carefully, I am simply going to force me, a reasonable party, to death, and it is barely logical to die 100,000 brain cells to make up for the brain.
And the big shit and Dr. Lizard from before, you should give me money, bastard! It's a logical loophole! (This author's speech is less than 200 words, and there is no charge)