Chapter 531: Data chip, whose wool is it harvested from?
In this world, research really costs more money than anything else.
If there is anything that can be compared, it is probably a war. Of course, I lost a lot and won at least ten times the interest. I only study this thing and I don’t know how to get my money back...
Gretel was dejected and went down to the tower with the magic props. Without going home, he went around to the trading area of the White Tower and asked:
"How much does a standard data chip cost?"
"One card has 10 contribution points, 100 has 1,000 contribution points."
“Are there any discounts for large quantities?”
"I'm very sorry, sir." The trader behind the counter gave a standardized smile:
“Single purchase of less than 10,000 pieces will be at the same price, no discounts.”
"Is there an erasure service for the old chip with data burned on it? Or can it be recycled?"
Grete asked with the last glimmer of hope. If you spend 1 contribution point to erase the rewrite, or get a 50% discount, a 40% discount, or even a 30% discount, your wallet can get a lot of blood back. But...
"I'm very sorry, sir..."
Hope was shattered. Gretel dragged heavy steps out of the white tower and looked around...
Hell, he came in such a hurry today that Apa didn’t come out to pick him up! He had to summon the phantom pony to go back by himself. After returning, he had to endure Apa’s jealousy and coquettishness!
Grete returned to his mage tower in despair. He climbed up to the control center on the 8th floor, took out the golden treasure box from the space bag, and put it in front of the tower spirit:
"The SS thing needs to be connected to an energy pool, and the entire mage tower is used to power it. How to connect it?"
The crystal ball immediately flashed. Once, twice, three times, and then the light brightened, projecting a light curtain:
"Master, please rest assured, this is not difficult. Please follow the diagram and connect the magic props to the energy supply interface."
Three-dimensional image of the mage tower, nine-story tower, energy center, amplification, interface...
It is very similar to the instructional videos of previous online stores. I am afraid that if it is made a little complicated, customers will not be able to understand it and will not be able to pretend it. If it is pretended crookedly, they will return it, leave negative reviews and complain three times.
"Ah... touch SS, luckily you are here, otherwise I really don't know what to do..."
Grete breathed a comforting sigh. He followed SS's instructions, one command and one action, and placed the golden treasure box on the energy supply interface. He tried again, and the cost of casting the spell was indeed countless times smaller:
"It's basically a one-ring magic!" Gretel was pleasantly surprised:
"Even if it's a high-level one, it's only one! I can release such magic in a day..." If not a hundred, there are dozens!
Gretel was overjoyed. He arranged a row of test tubes and put them into categories according to blood types. Then, holding the test tubes in one hand and the golden treasure box with the other, he concentrated on casting a spell. There was a click, and a thin chip was spit out.
One round for the four blood types, and another round for the four blood types. Gretel released five rounds of spells in one breath, stacked the 20 chips in categories, and released them in front of the tower spirit:
"To SS, can you help analyze this data? These 20 pieces of data are divided into five categories. Among all the data, there is a point where the data of each category is the same, but the data of each category is different..."
"Touch SS to analyze data." On the light screen emitted by the crystal ball, a line of answers was typed out word for word. Under the pillar supporting the crystal ball, a small box popped up:
Half a foot long, half a foot wide, one inch high, square. The pure black base plate is inlaid with fine silver wires, spiraling out from the inside out.
The silver wire was at the same height as the bottom plate. Gretel touched it casually, and it was smooth and crystal clear under his hands, and he didn't even feel any bumps.
"Master, please put the data pad into the card slot."
Tips for touching the SS tablet. Gretel sweated profusely:
How can this be like copying CDs? Put them in blank one by one and burn them out one by one?
So do the chips need to be in a unified format? To facilitate Talling’s reading and calculation?
Put one in, take it out, put another in, and take out again. Putting the fifth one, Gretel finally got a little impatient:
"Touching the SS, inserting and removing it, can you do it yourself?"
This is only 20 pictures. If it is one or two hundred pictures, one or two thousand pictures, how long will I have to work for such a low-end job?
"Master, please authorize me. Touching the SS will give instructions to the invisible servant..."
Gretel: "..."" Taling's tone was still flat, without any fluctuations. The word "you" in Gretel's previous words contained some irony, and it seemed that he had not heard it at all.
Of course, maybe even if he heard it, he wouldn't talk back to Gretel if he only touched SS's personality template and tone setting...
In any case, Grete was finally freed from the boring low-end job and was able to think about more important issues, such as:
"Master, there is insufficient information and it cannot be calculated by touching SS."
"How many pieces of information are needed to calculate it?"
"Insufficient data, unable to calculate by touching SS."
"Touch SS, can you erase the data in this chip and then write on it?"
"Master, you can't touch the SS."
"How can that be done?"
"Insufficient data, unable to calculate by touching SS."
Gretel was dismayed. It seemed that he could no longer take advantage of the situation... He released another round of spells, exhausted all his mental energy, and crawled to meditate. Speaking of which, it had been a long time since he meditated in his mage tower... Ha... Yawn...
Powered by the mage tower, gentle and abundant magical elements surrounded him. Gretel's whole body felt as if he had soaked in a hot spring, feeling light and extremely comfortable.
Soon, he entered a trance state. He no longer even sat cross-legged, but stretched out his limbs as much as possible and leaned back...
When I woke up again, I felt refreshed and my whole body seemed to have lost several pounds.
With the sufficient supply from the Mage Tower, the increase in spiritual power during one meditation can be several times that of meditation in the outside world. Gretel vaguely felt that during this period, he seemed to have almost reached the threshold of upgrading.
But where is the ceiling?
Where is the opportunity to break through the ceiling?
Where is the point of exerting force, the opportunity to strive upward?
Based on past experience, Grete had a vague feeling that maybe developing blood test magic would be the time to advance. The problem is that developing blood test magic requires a lot of data and calculations, a lot of data and calculations, and huge sums of money to buy chips...
Where does the money come from?
Where can I get a fortune, no, where can I get sponsorship?
Gretel shook his head and put away his worries for the time being. He looked at the time and saw that it was time to fulfill his diplomatic obligations. He mounted the Silver Moon Deer and rode all the way to the mission station, where he was told a piece of news:
"By the way, Marquis Turgu said he won't do that blood test magic anymore."
The Marquis thought about it and felt that the cost-effectiveness of developing this magic by himself was still too low. Especially, with Gretel's attitude of testing everyone's blood, he always felt that even if the blood transfusion magic was exchanged, their tribe would not be able to keep the secret...
One or two years is enough, maybe three or five years, but it is definitely not possible for tens or even hundreds of years! Anyone of the same race who comes to the parliament for a stroll will have the opportunity to learn to walk!
Let’s use the whole family’s savings to exchange for it!
Grete nodded slightly, not feeling upset or complaining. The Marquis didn't want to do the best, but he wanted to develop it himself anyway.
With great difficulty, Ms. Almeida was able to figure out the pre-requisite magic, and her development ideas were clear, so she just pointed to this one for advancement!
"By the way, can you convert the money from selling the blood transfusion magic into contribution points and give them to me as soon as possible? If not, you can also convert them into data chips!"