Chapter 60: Chapter 58: Wisdom of the Poor
The morning after his dual-core state was initiated, Allen arrived punctually for his Advanced Rune Engineering class.
This was one of the core courses for the Macro-Construction and Domination discipline, taught by an Official Wizard nad Bach.
Wizard Bach’s lecturing style was ticulous, and the content was exceptionally difficult.
Allen sat in the middle of the classroom, his main consciousness attentively listening to Professor Bach’s explanation of "redundant circuits."
anwhile, his newly created first sub-thread was already interfaced with DSeek, converting the professor’s key points into data in real ti for analysis, deconstruction, and model building.
This feeling of multitasking was extraordinary.
His main consciousness was responsible for receiving and understanding the macro-concepts, while the sub-thread handled the imnse amount of detailed calculations.
Knowledge was no longer a one-way infusion. With two engines digesting and absorbing simultaneously, his efficiency was astonishingly high.
"...Therefore, when constructing a high-energy-consumption Rune Matrix, to prevent a single node from overloading and causing the entire system to crash, we typically introduce redundant designs."
Professor Bach drew a complex Rune structure diagram in mid-air. "This is a classic ’tri-redundancy’ solution. It’s stable, but energy consumption and cost are correspondingly increased by thirty percent."
His speech was slow and steady as he posed a challenge: "Can any student propose a better solution?"
The classroom fell silent. Most of the apprentices were either furiously taking notes or frowning in deep thought at the complex Rune structure diagram in the air.
Just then, a clear and confident voice broke the silence.
"Professor, I don’t believe a redundant design is the optimal solution. A truly powerful structure should be able to withstand any extre load, not rely on backup circuits."
Everyone turned toward the voice and saw a tall, blond young man standing up in the front row.
He wore a custom-tailored, deep red Wizard Robe, its corners specially embroidered with a clan crest in Mithril thread.
The young man was handso, his blue eyes holding a kind of innate arrogance.
Victor Iron Fla, the direct heir of the Tieyan Wizard Clan, an apprentice Master rcer had just accepted last week. He was exceptionally talented and hailed as the "Morning Star of Tieyan" within his Wizard Clan.
Master rcer hadn’t taken on apprentices for a long ti. It was unexpected that when he finally did, he took two in quick succession.
Professor Bach had clearly heard of him. "Oh? Victor, please share your thoughts."
A confident smile appeared on Victor’s face as he extended a finger and began to sketch in the air.
Magic Power traced a Rune structure in the air that was even more complex and ornate than the professor’s design.
"My family’s inherited ’Heart of Molten Fire’ Rune technology uses an ’adaptive Magic Power distribution’ structure."
"It doesn’t require backup circuits. Instead, it uses a core distribution node to dynamically regulate the flow of Magic Power throughout the entire matrix, evenly distributing the load pressure onto every single Rune. This not only ensures stability but also maximizes energy utilization."
The Rune structure he displayed shimred with brilliant light, exuding a beauty that was an interweaving of power and wealth, drawing hushed gasps of awe from the surrounding apprentices.
"So strong... Is this the foundation of the Tieyan Clan?"
"I heard the material cost for that core distribution node alone is over a thousand Magic Stones..."
Professor Bach studied it for a mont, then nodded in approval.
"An outstanding solution, Victor. The Tieyan Family’s attainnts in Rune engineering are truly admirable. The performance of this design is undoubtedly top-tier, but so is its cost."
After saying this, he posed a sharp new problem:
"So, what if you were in a situation with extrely limited resources, unable to use a design like ’Heart of Molten Fire’ that relies on expensive materials? And what if you still needed to reduce the energy consumption of the redundant circuit by at least fifteen percent while maintaining over ninety percent stability? How would you design it then?"
As soon as this question was asked, Victor’s brow furrowed.
His magnificent solution was built upon top-tier resources. Without the core materials, the entire design beca a castle in the air.
It was like asking a royal chef to prepare a state banquet using rotten vegetable leaves—completely outside his intellectual comfort zone.
The classroom once again fell into contemplative silence. Even Victor was montarily speechless, and the other students were even more hesitant to speak up.
Just then, a hand was raised.
Professor Bach looked over, a flicker of surprise in his eyes.
It was the other new apprentice Master rcer had taken, Allen Wesren.
"Apprentice Allen, what are your thoughts?"
Allen stood up and answered calmly, "Professor, I believe we could use a ’node self-destruction and rapid reconstruction’ approach."
The mont he said this, the entire room was stunned.
"Self-destruction?!"
An apprentice cried out, "Alchemy seeks permanence and stability! And you actually want to incorporate self-destruction into a Rune structure?"
Victor shot him a disdainful look, thinking it was an absurd idea worthy only of a backwater Wizard. Utter nonsense.
Allen ignored the reactions around him and continued:
"We don’t need expensive backup circuits. We just need to preset a ’repair unit’ composed of the most basic Runes next to each critical node."
"When a node is about to collapse from an overload, it will proactively sever its connection to the main structure and ’self-destruct,’ minimizing the energy surge. At the sa ti, it activates the adjacent ’repair unit,’ which rapidly replaces the damaged node’s function."
His main consciousness stated the plan while his sub-thread had already completed a simulation in his mind.
"The process is like a gecko detaching its tail to survive. We abandon the idea of absolute ’indestructibility’ and instead pursue high ’fault tolerance’ and ’rapid self-healing’ for the system."
"The total cost of this solution is forty percent lower than the standard tri-redundancy design, energy consumption is reduced by twenty percent, and overall system stability can still be maintained at ninety-three percent."
As Allen finished speaking, the entire classroom was lost in thought.
A sharp glint flashed in Professor Bach’s eyes.
’Brilliant!’
’This approach is so ingenious!’
’It breaks free from the traditional frawork of pursuing ’indestructibility’ and uses a ’biological’ mindset to solve an engineering problem!’
’And at such a low cost!’
The expression on Victor’s face gradually froze.
He mulled over the concept of "node self-destruction and rapid reconstruction." The more he thought about it, the more absurd—and alarming—it seed.
This concept of turning complexity into simplicity, of leveraging a great force with a small one, was sothing he had never encountered before.
"Genius! This is an absolutely brilliant concept!" Professor Bach exclaid, slapping the lectern in his excitent.
Every eye in the room snapped to Allen, a mixture of awe, disgust, and disbelief converging on him.
...
After class, Victor, his face grim, deliberately blocked Allen’s path as he was about to leave.
He adjusted the corner of his expensive robe. Though the gesture was proper, his tone dripped with condescension:
"I heard you managed to get taken in by Master rcer by cultivating a reputation as a genius among the junior apprentices."
"Your solutions are quite clever, Allen Wesren. But it’s nothing more than the wisdom of the poor—a path of compromise forced by the predicant of scarce resources."
Victor’s ntion of "clever solutions" referred to both Allen’s thod in class and, sarcastically, the way he beca Master rcer’s apprentice.
He raised his chin slightly, the Mithril clan crest reflecting a dazzling light, creating a stark contrast with Allen’s plain black robe.
"True power cos from the finest materials, the most profound heritage, and the strongest bloodline. A miracle cobbled together from scraps will never be fit for the grand stage."
"When you face a real dragon, you’ll find that your nifty little ’repair units’ aren’t even worthy of scratching its itch."
Allen looked at him, understanding his unspoken aning.
But Allen’s gaze was like that of soone watching a foolish craftsman insist on forging a hamr out of Gold just to drive a nail.
He responded coolly, "The optimal solution in engineering is never synonymous with the most expensive. Why use a mountain of Gold to solve a problem that can be fixed with a piece of iron?"
With that, Allen ignored the ashen-faced Victor and walked straight past him.
Victor Iron Fla clenched his fists.
From childhood, he had always been a golden child, an object of admiration for all.
Today, for the first ti, he felt sothing extrely uncomfortable from this fellow apprentice of Master rcer.
It wasn’t about power, but a kind of ideological "heresy."
He watched Allen’s departing back, his eyes turning cold.
’At so point in the future, I will use the unparalleled resources and power of the Tieyan Family to crush this ridiculous ’wisdom of the poor’ to dust!’
’I’ll let our Master see just how far this impoverished commoner can go.’
Allen, however, had already put the minor conflict behind him.
His sub-thread was reviewing the content from class and making final preparations to inscribe the [Craftsman’s Hand] later that night.
To him, Victor, this fellow apprentice he had just t, was rely a reference point.
A "control group" representing the traditional Wizard path.
Not worth dwelling on.
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