Chapter 902: Chapter 854: Don’t Rush the Ga, Get the Peripherals Done First!
_1 Chapter 902: Chapter 854: Don’t Rush the Ga, Get the Peripherals Done First!
_1 Lincoln only realized he might have said sothing ambiguous when he heard Henry’s “roar”.
He quickly reassured him, “It’s fake, it’s fake!
It’s just a model and it can’t actually work.
It can only move its arms and legs, It’s nothing more than a large piece of related rchandise.”
“We just made it for the promotion, to show netizens sothing new.”
“Oh——” After understanding, Henry finally breathed a sigh of relief and said, “Got it, got it.”
After nearly having a heart attack from that phone call, Henry imdiately offered, “Do you need any help?
We have more professional chanics and more efficient equipnt, guaranteed to finish faster than your estimated ti.”
“We’d help you for free, even cover the cost of materials!”
This wasn’t just a desire to help, but also a worry that Lincoln’s blueprints might contain sothing crucial that he didn’t notice.
...
So, it would be better to take over and supervise the work on Lincoln’s behalf.
“Sure, I’ll send you the blueprints later.”
Lincoln understood Henry’s intention but still decided to give out the blueprints.
Because he really wasn’t lying.
The blueprints he prepared were not of much substance.
The power system was a hybrid diesel-electric system.
It could barely stand up and move its limbs slightly.
Walking would be strenuous—it could barely walk, but would tumble easily.
Hence, it shouldn’t walk at all…
Finally, this “stimulating” phone call ended, and Henry, clutching his chest, inford the program group that they could release the live-streaming snippets.
anwhile, Lincoln began to reassure the director, photographer, and host: Don’t worry, the blueprints do not involve any secret technology.
——The efforts spent on damage control actually exceeded the work itself.
After a long while, Lincoln finally saw off the TV station staff and quickly took out his mobile phone, wanting to see the expressions of netizens at this mont.
He ca across the official account of the TV station and was surprised to see that his live-streaming clip had not been released.
However, the absence of a video did not dampen netizens’ animated discussions:
“Did you guys see it?
That blueprint under the headband!
Is that a ch?
I couldn’t have seen incorrectly!”
“Lincoln’s attempt to cover up was pretty obvious, he wasn’t careful at all, was he?”
“A new ga??
The ntal shadow area of Cloud Dream’s marketing team is called into question!”
“Could this be accidentally exposed?
Perhaps Lincoln staged it all himself?”
“Wrong!
If it were deliberately leaked, why hasn’t the clip been released?
It must’ve been accidental!”
“An accident can’t possibly change the TV station’s plans, can it?”
“Unless, this thing…is real!?”
…
Players were stirring with discussion and voicing all kinds of opinions.
Interestingly, besides disagreent among netizens on whether “the leak of the blueprint was accidental,” they were also divided on whether “it was a ga or real technology.”
——Lincoln’s feat of unveiling virtual reality technology in a week forced the netizens to consider so outlandish possibilities.
Not only were netizens unsure, but nurous overseas research workers and intelligence agencies were also in doubts.
——Is it real or fake??
Even Henry, who knew Lincoln personally, was puzzled by his actions.
Not to ntion outsiders who didn’t know Lincoln at all.
Especially on the overseas Internet, Lincoln was almost deified as omnipotent, drawing everyone’s full attention to his every move.
Particularly the research institutes in Arica and the Central Intelligence Agency—the latter had set up a special counterasure team a few months ago to constantly collect all Lincoln-related intelligence and conduct analyses.
Their ultimate goal was to “invite” or “kidnap” Lincoln to Arica.
As long as there was a practical plan, their team could expand twenty-fold in 12 hours and receive unlimited resources and related authorization.
If their target wasn’t Lincoln, this position would be a stepping stone to greater success.
Unfortunately— their target was Lincoln.
This resulted in five of the six people in the team choosing early retirent.
In their opinion, the mission was unlikely to be accomplished in their lifeti, with no hope for promotion, they might as well slack off.
Of course, they still needed to do their jobs.
The bulk of their work was logging into the virtual world during office hours to play gas (Crossed out)—gather information.
They were inclined to believe that the blueprint Lincoln accidentally showed was ga material, but they couldn’t be completely certain.
Right at this mont, Henry finally notified the TV station, and the program group released Lincoln’s live-streaming snippet.
But there was a slight problem:
The snippet was blocked by a superior unit, so naturally, the program group realized that the content of the blueprint could be sensitive.
To avoid responsibility, they chose to take further action—
They photoshopped the [Crimson Storm] blueprint out of the image.
In the released live-streaming clip, after Lincoln picked up the [Focus Headband] blueprint, underneath was nothing but a clean, blank piece of paper.
This move ant the TV station didn’t have to worry about any liability.
But for the netizens and overseas research institutes and intelligence agencies, things just got more complicated!
“Could it be true?”
That was the thought surfacing in countless people’s minds after they saw the blank blueprint.
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Even those who had totally disbelieved before, after seeing the approach used by the program team, could not help feeling uncertain.
Nurous doubting and speculative comnts erupted instantaneously, pushing the heat of this video to the top of trending topics in a blink of an eye.
Netizens engaged in heated discussions, but such discussions, of course, couldn’t yield the answer.
So, everyone flocked to Lincoln’s comnt section in droves:
“Boss Lin, you’re up to big things behind our backs!
Be quick, are you secretly building a ch?”
“So, is it a new ga or a real ch?
Can you say sothing!!”
“Urgent, urgent, so urgent!
I was not as anxious when I saw an unusual blue phoenix in the graveyard!
Say sothing!”
“To the guy above, I just want to ask if you made a capture?
Did your parents not scold you for invading their private ti?”
“Audacious!
Ancestral betrayal!”
“I’d rather call it: ‘true legacy of the ancestors!'”
“Holy…”
…
Netizens were frantic and excited.
In the comnt section of Lincoln’s latest post, all sorts of comnts filled the section, being posted every minute, every second.
Everyone was looking forward to Lincoln showing up and telling everyone what he was up to.
But unfortunately, Lincoln did not respond.
—He wished netizens would keep on discussing until after the New Year.
Moreover, he had important stuff to do.
It seed like good things kept coming his way, as he went back ho and locked himself in the lab to make another round of microchips.
Then—
Everything went smoothly.
Quality rate was still a big problem, yielding only three asly pieces.
But it’s okay, Lincoln’s lowest requirent was only for one piece at this ti.
That afternoon he swiftly took care of Sisi’s matters—
Under the pretext of transferring hospitals, she left Xiajing University Affiliated Hospital and moved to a dical institution sponsored by Lincoln— Lincoln and Randall, as well as Little Chun, had sponsored several such institutions, so it was not difficult to get a transfer permit.
Lincoln and Yue Pengju handed out New Year’s red packets to the security team, one for each person, quite generous.
He also montarily duped their caras to ensure Sisi’s vehicle wouldn’t appear on the surveillance footage.
—Actually, the vehicle transporting Sisi vanished from all the caras shortly after leaving Xiajing University Affiliated Hospital.
After handing out red packets and chatting for a bit, Lincoln went ho and Yue Pengju also returned ho to rest.
Then Lincoln quietly went upstairs to Old Man Leonard’s house.
Sisi’s original bedroom, which had been sterilized, was converted into a sickroom, or more specifically, a hibernation pod lobby.
Lincoln kept them outside and gave full access of the hibernation pod to Mavis.
Mavis accurately completed the surgery, physically connecting the implanted neural prosthesis with the Mirage System in the hibernation pod.
The final cooling hibernation process was also thodically accomplished under controlled algorithms.
When Sisi’s parents and grandparents entered the room, they saw Sisi standing beside the hibernation pod, curiously looking at herself lying inside it.
Lincoln didn’t stay for the touching family drama that followed.
He had already done everything he could do for the ti being, and the rest was to let Mavis monitor Sisi’s condition and to infuse more money into leukemia effect-enhancing dicine research.
Upon leaving Sisi’s house, Lincoln suddenly thought: having just a dical team in the company seed sowhat insufficient.
Maybe … buy a hospital?
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With the rest of the ti, Lincoln used the remaining consciousness chips to upgrade his and Princess’s headbands.
Later, instead of continuing to optimize the production line, he halted the devices and returned to the virtual world, lounging on the small sofa with Mavis; they watched with delight as netizens passionately debated about whether it was a “real ch” or a “virtual ch”.
He found this incredibly relaxing and enjoyable.
Then he saw an analysis by a netizen:
“It’s unlikely that it’s a real ch, because technology needs a process of accumulation.”
“If Lincoln really wants to make a ch, the first thing we would see, should be exoskeletons or full-scale armor suits.
And it’s very likely that so information would be leaked through products of Prosthetic Journey Company, instead of going directly to a fully-fledged ch.”
“That seems to make so sense…” Lincoln couldn’t help nodding his head.
Then an interesting idea was born:
What would everyone think if I first introduced a three-ard [Crimson Storm] ga peripheral in the [Heavenly Craft] series of products?
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