Chapter 786: Chapter 746: Technology is a Double-Edged Sword
Lincoln didn’t rush to make a decision but buried his head in the technology information, roughly going through it to verify whether the second option was actually feasible.
If, as he imagined, the chip industry’s fate could be changed by relying on branch technology, then there’s no doubt the profits would be huge and the risks would be the most controllable.
If they want to manufacture a consciousness chip in the future, the prerequisite technology is indispensable.
However, after spending a long ti sorting it out, Lincoln realized—
His idea was too idealistic.
Technology isn’t simply a matter of addition and subtraction, and the manufacturing of consciousness chips isn’t as simple as “artificial protein graphene chip”.
It isn’t modular.
—On the contrary, the consciousness chip is an extrely closely-knit structure as a whole. Any slight change would influence the entire system. It’s not sothing he could just take parts out of as he wished.
It seems that the only thing that can be taken out for use is so basic technology of the graphene chips.
These technologies still hold significant value today.
But this value lies in the subsequent research value, not the usage value.
Because it’s far from enough to manufacture a graphene chip—if they give up on artificial proteins, even the circuit design will have to start from scratch.
If they want to create a graphene chip and launch a chip revolution, they’ll have to invest a lot of ti and effort in learning the related technology, investing in laboratories, recruiting talent, and leading teams to break through.
Even if they succeed, the performance of the initial generation of graphene chips would hardly surpass that of silicon-based chips, which have been developed to the extre.
It will take another generation or two of optimization to completely reshuffle the current global chip industry.
Compared to the astonishing profits, this investnt is of course nothing.
However, for Lincoln, carrying out technological breakthroughs with such a large technical team is just too complicated and troubleso.
Not to ntion that he still lacks knowledge of chip R&D up to now.
—To fully understand the technical information of the consciousness chip, a lot of ti is needed for learning.
So, the research of branch technology can certainly be done, but Lincoln doesn’t intend to do it himself.
Using it for a technical equity investnt and earning patent fees while resting seems to be the most fitting approach for his laid-back personality.
*
“Then I can only choose the third path first.” Lincoln finally made a decision.
It is impossible to completely seal and ignore the technology.
Lincoln always rembers a story about a “safety statent”—
Trisolarans are invading Earth, and humanity needs to lower the speed of light, create “black domains” to show their harmlessness, and issue a safety statent.
But in the process of researching how to reduce the speed of light, humans discover the budding technology of the curvature drive engine for speed-of-light spaceships.
However, due to concerns that the traces left by the curvature engine when activated would be more likely to trigger unknown attacks, and worries that people might flee in speed-of-light spacecraft and demoralize the public, this technology is halted.
Not until the devastating attack arrives do humans realize that the curvature engine is the prerequisite technology for the safety statent.
It was the suspension of the curvature engine’s research that led to the failure of the safety declaration.
This story, at the expense of the destruction of Earth civilization, vividly tells the truth that technology is a double-edged sword.
This story is fictional, but the truth is real.
Because in reality, there are already many similar examples:
Nuclear fission technology created nuclear bombs and nuclear power plants.
Morphine promoted the progress of dical science but also destroyed countless families.
…
There are nurous similar examples.
Things inherently have two sides, and this technology should be no different.
Lincoln instinctively believes that if digital life really counts as a drawback, this technology should have equally prominent benefits.
So, it must be created!
Even if it is left untouched after being made, not using a single one, it must be created first.
At the very least, a copy must be made for Little Chun to have as a backup plan.
He had already discussed it with Randall and Little Chun. Randall had been busy setting up a new foundation in his spare ti, specializing in investing in the R&D of new drugs for amyotrophic lateral sclerosis.
But whether a miracle drug can be developed and when is uncertain.
If, unfortunately, it doesn’t succeed in the end, the consciousness chip will beco Little Chun’s last resort—if she’s willing to accept it.
Not everyone may accept the transformation of life forms.
Thinking about this, Lincoln frowns again: once the chip is really made, how can they verify its success?
They can’t just blindly go ahead without verification, can they?
What if there are problems?
But if they want to conduct verification, it involves human trials on the brain. It’s not possible to simply find volunteers for this…
Lincoln feels a terrible headache.
But now he can only put this problem aside for the ti being and focus on creating the chip first.
However, to maintain absolute confidentiality in technology, only Lincoln and Mavis would be involved in this R&D process.
So, it is necessary to add more equipnt to their air defense laboratory.
“Mavis, help organize a set of basic books on chip manufacturing.”
The information on consciousness chips is comprehensive, making it easy to follow, but Lincoln needs to fill in the “obvious” basic knowledge himself.
He must fully understand the fundantal graphene chip technology that he intends to contribute in exchange for Lorin’s technology.
This requires him to spend quite so ti learning.
But not now.
Studying in the evening is too exhausting for him.
“Let’s go, Mavis, let’s finish watching the car race before we rest.”
*
In Night City, Todd was speeding along the racetrack in his heavily modified car, which had cost a lot of effort.
But after rounding a bend, a water tanker suddenly appeared in front of him.
‘What is a water tanker doing on the racetrack?’
Todd was montarily stunned.
But the next mont, a terrifying idea ca into his mind!
Just the thought alone compelled Todd to slam on the brakes without hesitation!
“Screech—screech—”
The tires scread as they rubbed violently against the pavent.
Despite his quick reaction, he was still too late:
Suddenly, a man in a chemical protective suit stood up on the water tanker, his breathing connected to an oxygen backpack. The man quickly raised a thick high-pressure spray hose, aiming it at Todd’s pale face of despair.
“Fuck!” Todd released the brake and floored the accelerator, yanking the steering wheel to the left as he tried to dodge.
The next mont, the terrible manure water sprayed out of the high-pressure hose!
Todd tried his best to avoid it, but the guy was utterly unreasonable and didn’t aim properly. He simply held the hose and perford a “Golden Dragon Dance,” wildly swinging it around without caring where the manure water would land.
Even he ended up being splashed quite a bit himself.
But his entire body wrapped in a chemical protective suit didn’t expose any skin, and he showed no discomfort.
However, the drivers behind him weren’t so lucky and couldn’t avoid it at all!
Todd, though his response was swift, had limited room to evade in such circumstances where there were players’ cars everywhere.
Soon, the bulletproof windshield was covered with a thick layer of manure water, just half a ter away from his face!
“Ugh~~~~” Todd instantly vomited!
He couldn’t resist such potent ntal attacks.
Before he finished vomiting, another spray of manure water hit the windshield. Todd completely crumbled and stepped on the gas in a frenzy, driving straight into the water tanker that everyone was trying to avoid!
“Boom!!!”
With a loud explosion, the earth bomb Todd had prepared to blow up other cars on his vehicle detonated.
Then, disaster struck.
The manure-filled water tanker was blown to pieces!
It was like a septic tank being bombed, with manure water turning into a fountain and exploding in all directions!
This “Heavenly Maiden Scatter Blossoms” move caused nurous car accidents, and more than ten drivers were eliminated.
Todd, of course, was no exception.
“Damn it! Don’t let find out who the hell organized this!”
“Ugh~~~”
“Playing with shit in a car race?! Fuck your fucking grandpa twice!”
“Do you even know how to play? Do you have any ugh~~~ decency?!”
“If I find out who organized this, I’ll murder you every ti I see you!”
“Do you think I can’t shoot?!”
…
Todd alternated between retching and cursing hysterically, intent on teaching the organizer a lesson.
He opened the panel, jumped to the ga forum, and was about to ask who the hell organized such a disgusting event!
But what he never expected was, as soon as he opened the forum, a hot thread caught his eye—
[Hello, everyone, we are the bandits, and we claim responsibility for this shit-water terrorist attack. Have fun in the ga!]
“???”
The real bandit, Todd, was dumbfounded.
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