Jarvis's mainfra was an Immortal Artifact Level calculator, and its performance was nothing to scoff at. For it, optimizing perception was just the most intuitive feature.
But its most profound feature was the enhancent of computational power.
Wang Qi's speed at processing Mana Eigenvalue, Magic Model, and Sword Tao Formulas had increased tenfold, and the number of equations he could handle at the sa ti had multiplied several tis over. He could casually execute Absolute Skills like the Silent Annihilation Sky Burning Palm, and wield five-dinsional and even six-dinsional swordsmanship with ease. High-dinsional movent techniques were no longer his trump card for turning the tables, but could be used as regular movent techniques...
After rging with Jarvis, Wang Qi's combat power was among the strongest in the Foundation Establishnt Stage. If those Ancient thod Practitioners in the ruins confronted Wang Qi now, he wouldn't even need to employ any tactics; sheer brute strength would easily secure him victory!
In an instant, countless Mana Eigenvalues flashed before his eyes. Then, Wang Qi sat down cross-legged, commanding his mana to circulate in unprecedented trajectories and subsequently solidifying in specific ways upon his Magic Foundation.
Even cultivation could be accelerated!
After trying these out, Wang Qi stood up. He looked at his partners and saw that they carried faces of complete composure, and asked, "What's with those expressions?"
Wu Chengdao patted his face, trying to appear more natural, "Nothing, I just never thought soone could master so many skills... Senior Brother Wang truly is a prodigious genius."
Bao Xiaoya was beside him, nodding her head like a devoted fan.
"If it's just that, then it's not particularly impressive." Shang Nancheng, who did have so experience, reminded, "Junior Brother Wang, how many things can you think about at the sa ti? Try it?"
Think about multiple things at the sa ti? Like fighting with each hand doing a different thing?
As soon as Wang Qi's thoughts turned, more than a dozen independent thoughts erged in his mind, none interfering with the others, orderly and not chaotic, as if there were eight or nine people thinking inside his head at once.
Wang Qi then diverted a portion of his consciousness to ponder this phenonon, and it didn't take long for him to understand.
This was multi-threading!
Computers can run multiple programs at the sa ti, and their operational limit only depends on the speed of the computer. Even if hardware configurations do not permit infinite parallel processing, multithreading and high-speed operation can make it seem simultaneous to a slow-thinking human.
This aspect is incomparable to the human brain. According to behavioral science research on Earth, an average person can think about seven things at once, not exceeding nine. This is determined by the structure of the human brain. On this point, the human brain can never compare to a calculator.
But under Jarvis's guidance, Wang Qi could effortlessly operate several relatively independent thoughts at the sa ti!
To confirm he could handle multiple things simultaneously, Wang Qi first used mana to levitate a book. It was one of Chen Feng's, mainly about behavioral science. While reading, he took out two pieces of paper and wrote down completely different equations, one with mathematical logic, the other with probability theory. Under the control of his consciousness, the Kun Mountain Sword vibrated lightly and flew out of the room, performing swordmanship autonomously in the courtyard. Given its increasingly rapid movents, Wang Qi was still deducing sword techniques! And at this ti, he could even recite a tongue twister.
In fact, the difficulty was already dozens of tis that of fighting with each hand doing a different thing. No matter how difficult the latter was, it only required each hand to perform two similar tasks, whereas the tasks Wang Qi was performing now had no commonality at their core.
"So that's how it is, that's how it is..." Wang Qi murmured to himself, "This must be what Teacher Feng feels like when he incarnates into thousands..."
So many thoughts, yet not in disarray. For Wang Qi's self-awareness, this was just a more complicated play in the Cartesian Theater, and it wouldn't cause any confusion.
The crowd around him was already expressing amazent. Chen Feng exclaid in alarm, "You even used a Dream Building Technique on yourself?"
"One consciousness levitates the book with mana, one reflects on the book's content, two calculate different branches of mathematics, one commands the Flying Sword, one communicates with you, one maintains the Dream Building Technique, and the rest are imrsed in the dream, pondering problems."
With a divided consciousness, he could always reserve a portion of his awareness to think about problems... No, he could keep just one for interacting with people!
Realizing this, Wang Qi felt exhilarated once again. He tossed aside his pen, and gestured to Chen Feng with a hook of his finger, "Co on, Chen Feng, shall we spar a bit?"
"You're calling yourself fat and you're the one puffing up," retorted Chen Feng as he followed Wang Qi into the courtyard, with his hands clasped behind his back, "Just so you know, you've just established your foundation, and even with Jarvis..."
A streak of intermittent, irregular Cold Light flashed by, and the sleeves of Chen Feng's robe silently ripped apart. Wang Qi's figure appeared behind Chen Feng, chuckling, "Don't let your guard down..."
"You bastard..." Chen Feng's face turned from leisurely to enraged in an instant, "I don't have many good robes that are Magic Artifacts left... and you just cut one more!"
Whether it was the Elephant Phase Wave Skill or the Heavenly Song, both could cause imnse damage on the material level. Wang Qi could now destroy Talisman Artifacts as if for sport, and Heavy Artifacts only required a few forceful strikes.
Chen Feng had just suffered a loss and was in need of venting so anger. Seeing Wang Qi acting so provocatively, Chen Feng didn't hold back; his eyes emitted a misty glow, then...
"Stomp, stomp, stomp," as if struck by sothing, Chen Feng rapidly stumbled backward, angrily exclaiming, "What's going on?"
"Sorry, Boss, but my soul is filled with Jarvis's Path Rank, which makes it feel more like a calculator than a Human Clan soul. Your will has to be washed several tis by Jarvis before it can attack , greatly diminishing its power," Wang Qi said calmly, seeming to have the upper hand, "Now, shall we have a proper go at it?"
As he spoke, Wang Qi's figure constantly flitted about. Each ti, Chen Feng narrowly evaded those attacks, which were unfathomable in three-dinsional space, thanks to his astonishing perception abilities.
"Damn, looks like I really need to take this seriously," Chen Feng muttered, his eyelids drooping slightly, with a tinge of shock.
The first few years of cultivation, it's like accumulating from one to ten. Going from one to two might just be an incrent of one, but visually, it's akin to doubling.
For a genius, a year's gap might represent a doubling in strength. Chen Feng had entered the Dao three years before Wang Qi, yet Wang Qi could catch up with this disparity with the help of Jarvis. This was already enough for Wang Qi to feel proud.
"But don't think you can really beat !"
As Chen Feng roared, a White Fla ignited fiercely around him. (To be continued. If you like this work, we welco you to vote for it at Qidian (qidian). Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please visit m.qidian to continue reading.)
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