Just when Soshyan felt a little embarrassed looking at those things he knew nothing about, Bangura on the side then took over and introduced:
"The performance of a device depends largely on its neural network, and cogitators are the key to that. Cogitators vary in size and function, from huge complexes that specialize in helping process and manage all the data, to
There are many microprocessors used in the brain, and one of the disadvantages of the Venus class is that it is difficult to miniaturize, which we are working on, but it will take time and some important materials."
"If you need anything, you can make a list and I will take care of it as appropriate."
The Thinker Factory located in the Skyline Circle is the sixth project he visited today. This gleaming hall is spacious and practical, with geometric precision, and the materials are processed smoothly and elegantly.
Although the architecture here serves entirely the project, the beauty of the form has not been ignored.
In the halls, inner rooms and spacious workplaces, there were all kinds of servants and workers, and everyone showed due respect to Soshyan when they saw him.
Each new room he passed contained marvels of engineering and architecture, huge, cog-wheeled machines surrounded by crackling lightning, vast factories with thousands of workers toiling on workbench, machinery on the workbench.
The device is equipped with exquisite silver pliers and needle-shaped instruments.
The Thinker Array is one of the few pieces of equipment that is difficult to produce on a purely industrial production line, and even servitors are not involved. It relies heavily on skilled technical workers, and the most ordinary workers here are also low-level technicians.
In a sense, to see the true level of a forging world, it’s definitely right to look at its Meditator Factory.
Along the way, Soshyan felt that Ulan Huda's level was still acceptable, much higher than he expected.
Finally they came to a spacious room filled with racks and racks of gleaming tools and manufacturing equipment, many of which Soshyan couldn't even name.
A tall square cabinet stood at one end of the room, and four robed men stood around a worktable in the middle. When he was introduced to them, everyone bowed and nodded to him.
In addition to Bangura, Soshyan was also accompanied by Talos and others, as well as more than a dozen representatives of different types.
After inspecting the Thinker Factory, Bangura dismissed everyone and took only Soshyan and Talos to the next place, a place so secretive that most of the sages on the planet did not know about it.
"Some people thought that the covenant with the King of Night was a burden, but few people knew what it actually brought to us."
In a huge elevator, Bangura explained some things that happened in Ulanhuda during the Great Expedition.
"Many of the cutting-edge technologies in Ulan Huda now were collected by the Eighth Legion from the Ghoul Sector. In fact, we can be regarded as mutual achievements, but the Eighth Legion was defeated before it had time to get our assistance.
"
Soshyan listened carefully, while Talos looked as if nothing had happened.
The ten-minute journey finally brought them to a room with a high ceiling, which had no ostentatious luxury. In the center of the room, a fifty-meter-wide silver column stood in the middle of the house.
Hundreds of castle-level combat robots were fully armed and gathered around the column. Their gray shells blended into the targets being defended. Their arms were replaced by huge weapons, and there were also huge weapons on their shoulders.
When the combat robots scanned a target approaching the column, Bangura transmitted a binary protocol to them. At that moment, Soshyan thought he saw a beam of light flying through the air towards the guard.
"Is this the underground of the Brilliant Palace?"
Gleaming walls, a door are slowly opening, and the guard robots are beginning to retreat to both sides.
"Part of it."
As soon as he walked into the cabin door, Soshyan suddenly felt a blast of cold air hitting him.
Then he found himself standing in a cable car that seemed to be connected to the inner wall of a silver cylinder, and then the car began to spiral down along the track.
The three of them were silent in the darkness, but Soshyan noticed a mist of breath floating in front of him, and white frost began to form on the metal guardrail of the car.
About five minutes later, the cable began to slow down and stopped steadily in the elevator shaft with a jolting sound.
Soshyan walked out and saw that the floor was paved with marble, and the decorative silver-gold threads spread out like electricity.
Soon, the three figures walked down through the intricate passages, which were filled with dust that had not been disturbed for many centuries. Many tunnels were scattered into the darkness, and dug into the rock beds that were countless years old, but
Under the leadership of Bangura, the three people passed the maze accurately, as if there were some invisible clues or inaudible signals pulling them forward.
As they passed through these dark tunnels, they were accompanied by a number of rattling hovering servo-skulls, peering into the darkness with illumination balls held by two calipers dangling from their chins.
I don’t know if these things were just put down or if they existed before.
"What the Eighth Legion did was really scary. The more they gave, the more they demanded. Therefore, after the rebellion, the foundry supervisor at the time built this underground space. It was originally planned to hide some valuable equipment, but
When the Eighth Army was crushed by the First Army, this place became a hiding place for supplies. After all, no one knows when the reckoning will come."
They kept going deeper and deeper, leaving behind only flying dust and the sound of metal footsteps echoing among the withered and dusty walls.
Bangura turned another corner and led them into an echoing hall, which was filled with dusty and thick books and forgotten knowledge collections. Soshyan even saw an open cave filled with books.
Some giant machines, but they have been completely rusted beyond recognition.
Soon, they reached the end of the road, where there was a leaf-shaped arch with a socket installed on the door.
"Here we are."
Bangura inserted a mechanical tentacle into the socket, and then the door slowly opened amidst the harsh friction of metal.
"This is--"
What caught Soshyan's eyes was a perfect hemispherical hall with a diameter of 1,000 meters and covered with silver metal. The hall exuded a gentle light, although Soshyan could not find an obvious light source.
The floor of the lobby is machine-polished rock, which looks like marble due to its polished and reflective nature.
What's more important is what's inside.
Countless sets of mark IV power armors are stacked neatly on the cargo shelves, layer after layer. The average height of the shelves exceeds twenty meters. Soshiyang couldn't even estimate the specific number at the first time. A single shelf has
Ten sets, five shelves in one row.
It took more than ten seconds to roughly calculate, and there should be about 5,000 sets.