The Red Dragon Lord is OP, but Insists on a Pop Culture Invasion! Chapter 169 - 166: Tri-Color Picture Tube Demon Vision

Ouch, ouch, ouch.

In his excitent, Fabric completely forgot his tongue was injured. When he spoke, his teeth scraped against the burn, and it felt like soone had stomped on his outstretched tongue.

"Ah, isn’t it our lunch break?" The student jumped, thinking he’d broken a rule by playing a ga.

Fabric waved a hand to show it was nothing, then grabbed a piece of paper and wrote that he just wanted to ask what ga he was playing.

"Oh, it’s Druid vs. Necromancer. The full version was just released today," the student replied. "I thought you weren’t interested in gas."

This particular student was the most addicted gar in the entire building. When a new ga was released, he’d often skip proper als, just grabbing a piece of bread and using every second of his break to play.

Fabric himself wasn’t particularly interested in gas. His children, on the other hand, were always clamoring to go to the ga store.

Every ti they went, his kids would play while he zoned out or thought about so easy, low-effort optimizations to et his performance targets.

So his entire understanding of gas was limited to the one his two kids loved most, with one character in a red hat and another in a green hat, jumping around on various platforms and between monsters.

"Do you want to try it?" Fabric’s grim expression was making the student’s skin crawl, so he tried to ease the awkward atmosphere.

He had no idea what his advisor was up to. All the students had noticed that he hadn’t been in the right state of mind recently.

The man would just bang his head on the desk for no reason. It was super creepy. At one point, the student suspected he was being controlled by a Necromancer and was about to turn into an undead corpse.

But he wasn’t a Druid, so he couldn’t grow a peashooter to protect himself.

Fabric stared intently at the screen, and he finally understood where those three colors were coming from.

One pea shot green projectiles, and there was a blue pea that shot blue projectiles.

Green projectiles passing through a flaming tree stump were ignited, turning them red, while blue projectiles passing through it turned green.

The entire right side of the screen was dense with these three types of projectiles, which would blend into various colors when one’s vision blurred.

’Why is this happening?’

Before he’d begun his research on a color Magic Vision Device, he had consulted a Painter for an opinion.

In the beginning, he too had felt that getting a single screen to display all colors was unrealistic, whereas Painters could mix a huge variety of colors from just a few pignts.

He learned that in painting, one could theoretically mix any desired color using magenta, cyan, and yellow.

So he experinted with fluorescent materials that could emit these three colors, but he quickly got stuck.

First, how to mix these three colors on the screen was a huge problem. Second, after repeatedly layering the three lights at different intensities, he found they couldn’t produce many new colors.

He couldn’t even match the number of colors produced by the three types of projectiles zipping across the screen.

Fabric seed to have realized sothing and imdiately launched the Social Circle.

Every lab was equipped with a Magical Device for logging into the Social Circle, convenient for researchers who lacked the ability to use Casting.

He opened an internal Zog Group forum: the Web of Knowledge.

It archived nearly every paper one could find and was equipped with a search function.

It was free, so reposting papers didn’t create any intellectual property issues.

Fabric loved the Web of Knowledge. It was much more convenient than digging through stacks of books in the library.

He also appreciated Zog’s decision to not charge for it. If they charged money to read papers, they could probably make a killing.

He had read a large number of papers on color recently, and he searched from mory for one he had read before.

It was about how the color we see from an object is the color it reflects.

That was why his magenta, cyan, and yellow fluorescent materials couldn’t produce the colors he needed when layered.

Pignts work by reflecting light, while fluorescent materials emit light themselves. The Illusion Technique projections for gas are also light-emissive.

’The principles of color presentation are completely different.’

’I’ll note down red, green, and blue first. Later, I’ll verify if fluorescent materials of these three colors can synthesize all the others.’

But first, he had to confirm sothing else.

He walked up to the ga screen, starting extrely close, and backed away little by little until the colors in his vision blended together.

And then, Fabric understood.

’I was too obsessed with literal mixing, always trying to layer different kinds of light on top of one another.’

’But it’s completely unnecessary. As long as each light source is small enough, they’ll appear blended from the viewer’s perspective, presenting a new color.’

’It’s just like looking at those densely packed projectiles from a distance.’

He imdiately canceled his scheduled treatnt. A re burn couldn’t be allowed to block his path to discovering the truth.

Deep down, every accomplished researcher probably has a bit of a workaholic streak.

Fabric didn’t even eat, diving straight into his experint.

He couldn’t be bothered with neatness or rigor. He just started testing the fluorescent materials on one of the walls.

The student watched from the side, his heart pounding. ’How many rules from the "Laboratory Precautions" manual did he just violate? Is this lab going to explode?’

’I chose to join this lab because I thought researching light wouldn’t have any safety issues. Now, I’m not so sure.’

Fabric grouped three fluorescent materials together, treating them as a single light-emitting unit. This would be the smallest unit making up the color screen.

He decided to call this unit a "pixel," the smallest indivisible elent of an image.

Then, he set up a Magic Array across from the wall to activate the fluorescent materials on it.

In truth, a Magic Vision Device only has one Magic Power Emission Tube that scans from one side to the other, but for this experint, he didn’t have ti to make such a large tube.

So he bundled three tubes together to correspond to a single pixel on the wall.

Besides, the lab had plenty of emission tubes.

This was the largest experintal setup Fabric had ever created.

With its coarse wiring and wild style, it already had so of the flair of a goblin creation.

What doctoral student isn’t a little mad?

He manually fed different intensities to the emission tubes to verify the color synthesis.

By the ti he finished all this, it was late at night.

The student also realized Fabric was engaged in incredibly important work, so he stayed and worked overti with him.

Working overti. A daily occurrence in the lab.

Even though it was nearly the next day, the lights in more than half the rooms in the building were still on.

But Fabric turned off the lights in his lab.

He ran all the way to a room in another building that faced his lab, a room from which he could see the colored wall through the window.

The student stayed behind in the lab to change the preset activation intensities of the emission tubes according to the plan.

Fabric issued commands via a Chatting Spell.

"Ready?"

"Ready."

"Power on!"

After a short delay, patches of the three primary colors lit up on the wall, each with a different intensity.

But from Fabric’s perspective dozens of ters away, it was a brilliantly colorful wall—a wall that announced he wouldn’t have to worry about his performance reviews for a long ti to co.

He suddenly felt Yuno might have had a point; sotis, chaos can lead to creativity.

With the principle proven, the next step was implentation.

The goblins in charge of implentation were as efficient as ever, cranking out the first prototype of the color Magic Vision Device in less than a week.

However, to et the deadline, the workmanship was a little on the wild side.

Zog looked at the machine on the desk, which didn’t even have a casing. The three picture tubes were completely exposed. He reached out a claw, unsure where would even be safe to touch.

’Now that’s what I call extre cooling. Looks like one of those budget PC builds, doesn’t it?’