I Became the Ultimate Boss

Chapter 634 Brain-computer interface and quantum chip

in a minute.

Kemen stood in the crowd, facing a group of non-human and human mixed crowd, and dignifiedly took off the Mask of the Faceless Man.

The moment he took off the mask, the face of the master of the Golden Gate simulated on his face faded instantly, revealing Kemeng's true face.

"Huh?"

"You are not the master of the Golden Gate!"

"Who are you!"

The eyes of the aliens were instantly filled with malice, and endless anger rose.

Anyone who sees others teasing him will probably get annoyed.

Kemen relaxed his spirituality and stopped suppressing it. In a blink of an eye, everyone's expressions changed again.

"This spiritual density..."

"terrible."

Gulu Gulu saliva sounded in the crowd, and no one could despise Kemeng's terrifying spirituality.

The spirituality that naturally exudes from this body is like a substantial mountain, suppressing the spiritual perception of everyone present, causing them to temporarily fall into a low spirituality state, and even affect the thinking speed of the brain.

Kemon calmly used the newly digested knowledge. This kind of knowledge came from the old masters. He couldn't learn it before, but now he can slowly try to use it.

Spiritual suppression!

Kermon used his own spirituality to suppress the spirituality of others, and this is the general result.

The researchers present knew this was the case, but with their brains, they couldn't figure out how Kemen used spirituality to suppress their spirituality. They subconsciously felt that the magnitude of spirituality was too far away, so they formed terror The repression affects their brains.

"My lord, aren't you afraid of being retaliated by the master of the Golden Gate?" The director of the Wasteland Research Institute couldn't help but ask.

"The master of the Golden Gate is dead. I'm here to inform you that this research institute has been taken over by me. From now on, my words will be the only order." Willingness to resist.

"understand?"

The sound fell, the audience was silent, his face turned pale, and fine sweat appeared on his forehead.

"You said that the door master is dead, how can we believe you, do you have evidence?" The director still stiffened his neck and said.

The master of the Golden Gate was killed by Kemeng, and there was no piece of meat left behind, but Kemeng had a silver key, which was a status symbol.

Kemen patted the storage scarf, flipped it over with his right hand, and a dull silver key appeared in front of everyone.

Kemen slightly loosened the suppression of the spiritual suppression force field, "Use your spirituality to see what this is."

Even if the silver key falls into a short period of unusability, everyone can still perceive the authenticity of the key with spiritual perception.

Everyone stared at the silver key, feeling more and more hopeless the more they looked at it, as if the idol in their hearts had collapsed and they were unwilling to accept the truth.

"How is it possible, the master of the Golden Gate is invincible, he is invincible, and he will not die." The director was stunned and murmured softly.

"I don't care what kind of research you have done in the past. The whole research institute will follow my arrangement. Those who don't want to accept it can leave the research institute and go back to the upstairs living area for a while." Kemon hasn't thought about it yet. Well, how to arrange so many aliens, temporarily put them in the training area.

After hearing Kemen's words, everyone knew that the choice of life was coming, and they had to make a decision.

Whether to follow the main branch of Xinmen or leave the research institute.

But there is a premise here, that is, Kemon will really let them go instead of killing them backhand after they leave.

Everyone hesitated for a while, their eyes wandering back and forth between the silver key and Kemeng's face, and their hearts were at war with each other.

Soon, someone gave in and said respectfully: "Sect Master, I am willing to stay."

"I am willing too, Lord Sect Master."

"I don't have a home anymore. Since the door owner is willing to take me in, I hope to stay and continue my research."

Kemen held the key, and was slightly startled when he heard the door master's words.

"If you have the silver key, you are the new sect master." Kemeng touched the key with a strange expression.

He is not a believer in the sect organization, and he does not worship the All-In-One of their belief.

"Does the sect organization recognize the key or the doctrine?" Kemen put a question mark in his heart.

The key is in his hands, and he can use it as he wants, but the teachings of the door organization certainly do not meet Kemon's requirements.

Like to pursue knowledge, this can be, but you can't believe in the so-called god "one who returns everything to one".

A few minutes later.

Everyone in the institute has done their ideological work and recognized Kemeng as the new head of the sect.

The previous sect master was dead, and the new sect master was appointed. Kemeng spent half a day setting up a complete and detailed research work for them, allowing them to make the brain-computer interface of the virtual game.

Then there is a quantum chip dedicated to virtual games. This thing must be available, otherwise there will be no interface, and the game itself will not be able to run.

Regarding the chip, Kemon also had a whole set of memories in his mind.

Chips require a series of sophisticated instruments such as lithography machines. Although the Wasteland Research Institute has high precision, its research on chips is far inferior to the military research institute on Koi Island.

Kemon left the waste soil research institute, returned to the waste soil cultivation area, found the local pastor, asked for a book of teachings, and Kemon was going to revise the teachings.

If someone is dissatisfied, then cleanse the faith.

Kemon doesn't intend to let the old beliefs of the door organization survive, but there is no time to manage them now. The first task is to make what he wants first.

After returning to reality, Kermon directly contacted the Institute of Quantum Computing and asked them to help customize quantum chips.

The chips used in virtual games are not silicon-based chips, but more high-end carbon-based chips.

Since he couldn't explain the design layout of the chip face to face, Kemeng could only rely on the knowledge and memory acquired by synaesthesia, and went to the research institute to design the chip with their design software in person.

The director of the research institute has already received orders from above to fully cooperate with Kemeng's work.

The director personally stood next to Kemon and assisted in chip design.

Kemeng didn't sleep for a few days, continuously liver chips, and temporarily recruited a team to assist in the design.

The director can only accompany him during the day, and another senior chip designer will accompany him at night.

Kemen was sleepy, so he walked to the isolation hut he had prepared, went in and closed the door, and pulled out key memories before going to sleep.

After waking up, Kemon continued to fight.

A few days later, Kemeng and others successfully produced this quantum chip that surpassed the times.

This chip was born for virtual games and has strong adaptability to virtual games, up to 96% virtual fidelity.

At the same time, it can also be used for artificial intelligence.

The director of the Institute of Quantum Computing has long been dumbfounded, and his admiration for Kermon has risen to a higher level.

"Boss, the next step is to tape out the chip. Please help me join the team. I'm going to rest first." Kemen waved his hand, his brain seemed to be drained, and his spirit was extremely exhausted.

The meditation method cannot completely replace the natural sleep of human beings. Moreover, the meditation method created by Kemen is specially designed to improve spirituality. In theory, the brain is also in a medium-to-high-intensity working state during meditation.

"Don't worry, Xiao Ke, I have already arranged it. All the researchers in the institute are waiting for this chip to be taped out." The elder of the institute blushed.

Make up.