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Chapter 334: Original Text - 306 Qiao Sheng Modifies after:

Chapter 334: Original Text: Chapter 306 Qiao Sheng Modifies after:

It’s no wonder the players looked like they had seen a ghost. In the projection, Dr. Noah had a slight bald spot. His beard was slightly white, his face slim, and his gaze sharp. He wore a black sweater under a white lab coat, looking almost exactly like Steve Jobs.

It seemed like Dr. Noah could see the players’ reactions through sensors. He asked, puzzled, "Do I really look like someone you know?"

"Yes, very much."

Li Cheng couldn’t help but say that while some people on the real-world internet hailed Musk as a saint of open source, Steve Jobs was even more revered as the original tech saint.

Books like "Steve Jobs: The Legend", "Living to Change the World: The Steve Jobs Biography", and "Different Thinking: Innovations by Jobs" were perennial bestsellers.

Li Cheng’s classmate Evans even had a photo of Jobs taped to his desk. Before major exams, he would use an Apple Pencil to play with a spirit board, trying to summon Steve Jobs to bless his exams.

Whenever Li Cheng saw this, he always wanted to remind him that Jobs died in 2011, and the Apple Pencil was released in 2015. The spirit he was summoning would more likely be Cook.

Dorling Gray shook his head, throwing off the shock he felt.

Even though the development trend of Otherworld was broadly similar to the real world, there could be jaw-dropping differences in some details.

For example, an art school reject in Germany who couldn’t get admitted a second time became a black man, humans continued to delve into steam engine technology due to Earth lacking oil, leading to inventions like steam rockets.

Anything could happen.

"Where are the other players? What’s the function of this high tower? How will you help us complete our mission?"

Dorling Gray rattled off his questions like a machine gun.

Dr. Noah’s projection smiled slightly and said calmly, "The full name of this tower is the ’Einstein-Rosen Bridge Generator Based on the Casimir Effect,’ which is also called a wormhole generator or a space jump engine.

Before you arrived, a group of players found this place. I cooperated with them and asked them to clear out a few mutated monsters that had infiltrated the tower.

In exchange, I provided them shelter and promised to give them some scientific data as a reward at the end of the mission."

Scientific rewards...

The spirits of everyone present were lifted, especially those players who belonged to national agencies; their eyes were shining brightly.

The technology that Dr. Noah mastered was at least decades, if not a century, ahead of current real-world technology, even accounting for the technological boom brought by the killing field. It was incredibly valuable.

For instance, just the complete manufacturing process for a super material that could support a kilometer-high skyscraper could easily sell for ten billion US dollars.

The laser weapon components and power transmission technology of the Light Prism Tower could reasonably fetch twenty billion US dollars.

As for the ultimate black technology, the wormhole generator that usually only existed in science fiction...

Any major country would pay a huge price to obtain even a part of its technology.

Money moves people like nothing else. The players couldn’t help but breathe harder, their hearts pounding fiercely.

Even Li Cheng couldn’t help but feel stirred. He picked up the speaker, pressed a button, and started playing music, "Come back, Steve Jobs, my proudest faith, the iMac is still vivid in my memory, tears inexplicably flowing, always remembering the iPod, and the powerful iPhone that defeated Samsung and Huawei, not feeling tired even after staying up all night."

???

It was as if question marks rose above everyone’s heads in the car. Bai Jixiong asked awkwardly, "Brother Anthill, when did you record this audio? How did you know in advance?"

"There’s no foreknowledge involved. This is the latest flagship intelligent speaker by Prometheus, equipped with AI composing capabilities."

Li Cheng casually showed the LCD screen of the speaker. Just by inputting text, it could automatically compose and match the music, allowing you to choose from rock, Latin, blues, and other styles.

’... I have every reason to suspect you spent ten game coins on this speaker just to mess around.’

Bai Jixiong thought to himself, ’When the time comes, wrap a scarf around your head, hide the speaker inside, and cosplay as Qiao Feng.’

Zhao Zijing gathered her thoughts, picked up the intercom, and asked Dr. Noah seriously, "We are willing to cooperate with you,

but before that, I want to ask, after the global disaster a few years ago, human civilization in this world collapsed rapidly. There should be no organization with the strength to build this building."

"Indeed, there isn’t."

Dr. Noah’s expression remained calm as he clapped his hands. "This building was gradually constructed using the Von Neumann Type Cell Automata that I invented."

The floor next to the holographic projection slid open automatically, and out walked a six-legged robot. The robot had a flat body resembling a crab, with four mechanical arms, each capable of carrying different functional modules.

The Von Neumann Type Cell Automata, simply put, were machines capable of self-replication and self-manufacturing using external materials.

One becomes two, two becomes four. Theoretically, as long as there is enough time and materials, one automaton could "replicate" thousands, completing any planned super project autonomously. For example, interstellar colonization or planetary transformation.

Dr. Noah said blandly, "Are there any other questions?"

"..."

Zhao Zijing’s gaze lingered on the automaton for a moment. It, too, was an invaluable creation of technology. "I have two final questions.

What exactly is the nature of the collapse, or rather, the catastrophe?

And how did the collective ’crossing’ event from our world to here happen?"

Zhao Zijing’s words somewhat dampened the players’ exhilaration. Indeed, at its core, the players were here to complete their mission and survive until the time limit ended—not to make a quick buck in the Otherworld. No amount of money would do any good if they couldn’t live to spend it.

"Time is tight. The second wave of the collapse could happen at any moment. But since you want to know, I don’t mind explaining again."

Dr. Noah’s projection said, "Four years ago, my first test run of the space jump device successfully teleported a spaceship to the edge of the Solar System and back.

Everything seemed normal at first, but on the return trip, terrorists attacked the space station, causing an anomaly in the experiment and disrupting the gravitational field, ultimately resulting in the Earth’s magnetic pole shift and frequent natural disasters.

Tsunamis, wildfires, and cosmic radiation combined to devastate the global ecosystem.

At that time, the not-yet-fully-collapsed governments of human civilization, against my opposition, released still-experimenting planet-modifying bacteria in an attempt to save the ecological environment. The attempt completely failed, distorting the remaining species and creating mutated monsters."

With a few words, Dr. Noah briefly explained the disaster that killed seventy billion people, his face still expressionless. "As for the ’crossing’ event, it was orchestrated by the Whale Song Organization."

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