With the System’s efficiency, the knowledge assimilation process was completed in no ti.
Nova wasted no ti either. The mont the process finished, she requested access to Aron’s brain data to extract the newly assimilated knowledge. Without hesitation, he granted her permission.
“How long will the implentation take?” Aron asked, already shifting his focus toward execution.
{Considering the requirents for building a specialized device to utilize the Mana Decryption Adaptive Algorithm, the process will take anywhere from thirty minutes to a few hours at most,} Nova replied, displaying the blueprint of a device she had just designed based on the acquired knowledge.
The design wasn’t the most efficient, but it was functional. That was all that mattered for now. The responsibility of refining the knowledge and creating more optimized devices would fall to the Lab City researchers, which would naturally take more ti.
“Alright, let’s get started,” Aron said as he carefully analyzed Nova’s design. Since he had the ti, he wanted to ensure there were no flaws—if he spotted any issues, he could make instant adjustnts while it was being manufactured.
{On it,}
The mont Nova responded, an atomic printer inside the CUBE ca to life. This wasn’t just any printer—it was one of the specialized models capable of mana etching, a critical function needed to create the device she had designed.
At the center of the atomic printer, as if out of nothing, a rectangular object the size of an Arican school bus began materializing. The printer wasn’t just assembling the physical structure; it was simultaneously performing mana etching, magic inscriptions, and runic carving, all in perfect synchronization. Despite the complexity of the process, the production proceeded at a rapid yet steady pace.
As soon as the device was completed, the pre-installed system software—which had been uploaded at the sa ti the core processing chip was fabricated—powered on. It imdiately began a full diagnostic check, ensuring that no errors or defects existed, no matter how improbable.
“It didn’t even take half an hour to finish production,” Aron remarked as he made his way to the adjacent observation room. The room had a transparent mirror wall, allowing him to oversee the atomic printer’s operations without needing to enter the fabrication chamber itself.
No matter how safe the atomic printer was, Aron wasn’t about to step inside one—even when it was powered off. That was an unnecessary risk, and unnecessary risks had no place in his workflow.
{You haven’t accounted for the actual testing phase of the decryption algorithms,} Nova pointed out, anticipating his thoughts. {We can’t test it directly on the Trinarian knowledge storage yet—if sothing goes wrong, we could lose valuable data. Instead, we need to validate the algorithm first using already decrypted storage files. Only once it passes the test will we proceed with the Trinarian data.}
Her explanation clarified the longer tifra she had estimated earlier—while the device’s manufacturing had been completed swiftly, the real work was only just beginning.
As they continued their conversation, a robot entered the fabrication chamber, carrying the Galvinith knowledge storage unit. The machine moved with precision, approaching the designated compartnt on the newly created device. It carefully unlatched the panel, placed the storage unit inside, and securely sealed the compartnt before swiftly exiting the room.
The mont the compartnt closed, the decryption process began. To ensure Aron had real-ti visibility into the process, Nova activated the AR interface in the observation room. A holographic replica of the decryption machine materialized in front of him, but with one crucial difference—this version was fully transparent, allowing him to see every internal function in real-ti and even interact with the data flow if needed.
For the next half hour, the only sound in the room was the steady hum of the machine at work. Aron and Nova silently observed as it processed the encrypted storage, making adjustnts and gathering diagnostics where necessary. At the fiftieth minute, Nova finally broke the silence.
{It works quite well,} she announced, her tone indicating satisfaction. The test had been successful.
Aron nodded but remained cautious. “Let’s test it on all the remaining storage units first and see if there’s any variation in decryption ti—or worse, a potential failure point—before we use it on the Trinarian knowledge storage unit.” He didn’t want to risk losing the Trinarian data on just the second attempt, should there be unexpected issues.
Over the next day and a half, robots periodically entered the fabrication chamber, each carrying different encrypted storage units of varying sizes and origins. One by one, the knowledge storage units inside the decryption machine were swapped out, and the process repeated. Each test provided more data, helping them refine their understanding of how the device handled different encryption structures.
With each successful decryption, confidence grew—but Aron wasn’t one to leave anything to chance. He would ensure absolute reliability before moving on to the true prize—the Trinarian data.
“Okay, now it’s ti to test it on the real thing,” Aron said, stretching his neck after spending more than thirty-six hours monitoring the machine. The decryption process had proven itself effective, albeit with varying durations depending on the encryption complexity of each knowledge storage unit.
As if waiting for the signal, a robot stationed just outside the atomic printer chamber entered imdiately. It moved with chanical precision, retrieving the last decrypted knowledge unit and replacing it with the Trinarian knowledge storage unit. With its task complete, the robot swiftly exited the room, allowing the machine to begin its most critical decryption yet.
Unlike before, Aron didn’t linger to watch. Having already confird the machine’s reliability, he turned and walked toward his research lab. Entering the personal VR pod, he swiftly logged into the Universal Simulation, preparing himself for the mont the Trinarian data was finally unlocked.
But this ti, fate seed eager to raise its red flags.
The decryption process stretched on—far longer than expected. Eight hours passed before the combined power of the two algorithms finally cracked the encryption, granting access to the Trinarian knowledge storage.
Not wanting to waste a single second, Nova imdiately began sorting the extracted data, ensuring it was properly prepared for assimilation. After running multiple precautionary checks to prevent potential issues, she finally initiated the knowledge transfer into Aron’s mind.
For several intense hours, Aron remained motionless inside the VR pod, his mind actively absorbing the newfound knowledge.
Then, his eyes snapped open.
A mont of silence followed.
And then—
"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"
A booming, unrestrained laughter erupted from Aron as he sat up, his chest rising and falling from the sheer exhilaration.
He had it.
The final major piece of the puzzle that had been holding him back for so long was now in his grasp.
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