Legend of the Cyber Heroes-Chapter 50 - In Trouble
50: Chapter 50: In Trouble
50 -50: In Trouble
The chips and storage devices on the Welfare Officer were completely different in style compared to those on Lev and Gleayard.
Take memory storage devices as an example.
The storage device on Lev consisted of a disk.
Its operational principle was to store information through the arrangement of magnetic tokens.
The disk retrieved from Lev’s brain, although not at the “theoretical limit,” was still beyond the “industrial standard” in Xiang Shan’s memory.
However, according to the principle that “the smaller the magnetic token, the more susceptible it is to interference,” this disk was incredibly fragile.
It relied entirely on a shock-absorbing structure to resist interference, and Xiang Shan also detected a specialized “error-correcting algorithm” designed to correct potentially erroneous information within the disk.
On the other hand, the Welfare Officer used a hard drive that stored electrons via semiconductors.
This was much closer to what was in Xiang Shan’s memory.
The solid-state drives from semiconductors were not easily damaged by external forces and allowed faster read and write speeds.
The only issue was that the number of writes was limited.
“If one must say, due to the relationship with the accumulation of Martial Studies experiences, Martial Artists’ storage devices indeed need real-time writing and erasing.
However, that’s still not a reason to choose magnetic tokens — after all, magnetic tokens have not broken through the subatomic scale,” pondered Xiang Shan; “I initially thought it was due to a loss of technology.
But looking at these Protectors, it seems not to be the case.”
“Even if disks have advantages in terms of write cycles, wouldn’t it make sense to have a solid-state drive implanted within the body?”
“Or is it that the Wilderness Bandits lack resources to such an extent that they can’t even afford to implant a solid-state drive…”
“It shouldn’t be the case.
This era is not so deficient in semiconductors.
Silicon dioxide alone makes up twelve percent of the Earth’s crust, and since the teachings of Inner Strength are passed down, the production methods of basic hardware like disks should also be passed down alongside HEROism.”
—No, there is another issue before that…
“There should be someone using quantum optical memory, right…”
Though the disks used by the bandits and the semiconductor hard drives used by the Protectors slightly surpassed the “industrial standard” in Xiang Shan’s memory, they were still “outdated technology” — even during Xiang Shan’s era.
Xiang Shan remembered that in his own era, quantum optical memory was already production-ready, and if not for the war, it would have likely become widespread.
Without considering costs, laboratories could produce it in capacities unimaginable.
At least before his memory was stolen, he possessed not just one quantum memory, used for storing Martial arts.
If it could be said that the bandits used disks due to limited conditions, then the so-called “Civilization Protectors” should not lack resources.
It was truly strange.
Xiang Shan pondered for a moment but couldn’t draw a conclusion.
In the end, he could only comfort himself that he still knew too little to make accurate judgments about this world.
He would know more in the future.
After momentarily setting aside this point, Xiang Shan proceeded to learn the programming philosophies from the Welfare Officer’s chip.
Speaking of which, this was another strange point.
Will Grand Duke and the Welfare Officer were supposed to be from the same faction.
But Mr.
Will’s software was the kind that could infuriate any programmer with its outdated and inept design— even programmers from the late twentieth century would consider it underwhelming.
However, the Welfare Officer was significantly superior, his thoughts and methods were something Xiang Shan had no recollection of.
Xiang Shan thus deciphered the code.
Hours later, he finally heard the “buzzing” noise like mosquitos and midges.
It was the sound of drones.
Xiang Shan sighed with relief.
Xiang Shan peeked out of the “tent.” The “indoor” space where he and Yuki were located was merely an enclosure made of a black cloth and garbage, rudimentary shielding against sandstorms.
This black cloth was a large tapestry he had pulled down from the inside of a ground effect vehicle.
He wondered if it was handcrafted.
The thought flashed across Xiang Shan’s mind out of nowhere.
However, in this era, it seemed unlikely anyone would claim “handmade is superior to machines”—because essentially, there was no difference between the two anymore.
Tens of drones hovered outside the tent.
They were moving towards the west.
Four of them were carrying parts removed from Gleayard’s body, along with Xiang Shan’s fingers.
Xiang Shan issued a command through his prosthetic eye, instructing the drones to stop.
The drones landed on the ground, revealing their black solar panels on the back.
Xiang Shan then collected his package.
This wireless transmitter removed from Gleayard’s body was probably the best among all similar components he had encountered.
The transmitter on the Welfare Officer’s body had much less power than this one.
This might be the most advanced component on Gleayard’s body…
—No, that’s not right either.
Xiang Shan shook his head.
If you were to say all of Gleayard’s equipment was outdated, that’d be quite far-fetched.
The tentacle directly connected to the brain, possessing a cephalopod ganglion system, and electronic devices entangled with thick nerves, definitely represented the latest technology, even something Xiang Shan was unfamiliar with.
The way such different technologies from different eras were concentrated in one person was even more bizarre.
“What a strange era this is,” Xiang Shan lamented.
Now, all that was left was waiting for the “donkey” to arrive.
As Xiang Shan thought this, he removed the external armor from his abdomen.
The armor, having seen battle with Gleayard, was now in a sorry state.
Xiang Shan took out an electromagnetic screwdriver and removed the ethanol tank and engine from his belly.
During the battle with Gleayard, the fuel ethanol had nearly run out.
After leaving the village, there was no opportunity to replenish the ethanol fuel, so keeping it inside his body had become a burden.
Xiang Shan removed the engine and then tried to install a wireless signal transmitter.
Honestly, it was not easy.
Normally, a signal transmitter and a power component would not be placed in the same location.
If circumstances had permitted, Xiang Shan would have liked to rearrange his prosthetic body’s layout.
But the problem was, he had no self-service equipment and his only assistant was still unconscious.
The only consolation was that Xiang Shan seemed to have anticipated the need to “temporarily replace parts after a battle,” so he had previously left enough extra wiring and interfaces inside his body.
Several hours later, the device was finally connected inside Xiang Shan’s body.
“Not bad, not bad, now there’s more room for Inner Strength to be utilized,” Xiang Shan said.
Afterward, he continued to study Gleayard’s martial arts code.
During this time, Yuki woke up once more, but just silently wept, and then fell unconscious again.
Several hours later, Xiang Shan peeled Yuki’s eyelids back.
“This can’t go on.
We need to at least find a way to hydrate and nourish him, or he’ll soon be dead.”
Xiang Shan couldn’t help but look outside.
The “donkey” still hadn’t arrived.
Thus, the Great Hero had to accept a fact—his hastily written navigation program really wasn’t very good.
“The ‘donkey’ most likely veered off the preset path.”
“Well, not embedding an electronic sextant program was my mistake,” sighed Xiang Shan, “but my astronomy skills are just mediocre, right?
I never thought I’d have to rely on a sextant for navigation one day, not having memorized the star charts is my fault, but I can’t take all the blame.”
At least in the era he was familiar with, hacking into a few satellites to safely use the satellite navigation system was still a viable tactic for heroes.
But Xiang Shan had to find the “donkey.”
Not to mention, if he didn’t retrieve the spare batteries on the “donkey,” he would have to keep Yuki connected by wire continuously.
In such a situation, encountering any skilled fighter would be lethal.
The water and nutrients needed to sustain Yuki’s life were also on there.
Of course, continuing to wait was also an option.
After all, the “donkey” could have just taken a longer route and might need more time to arrive.
But Xiang Shan dared not gamble.
He and Yuki were now relying on the same battery to sustain their lives.
This battery, originally belonging to Paulus, had helped him kill Gleayard and overturn the Welfare Officer’s battle formation.
But even if Paulus’s prosthetic body was more power-consuming than the one Xiang Shan was using now, the battery wouldn’t last much longer.
As for the solar panels on the drones…
they could at most allow these reconnaissance drones to extend their flight duration for a single mission.
They couldn’t support the consumption of Xiang Shan’s prosthetic body.
Plus, the sun was setting.
“No, we have to move…”
Xiang Shan thought to himself.
If he hesitated any further, the battery would continue to deplete, and the two of them wouldn’t have the chance to get out of the wilderness.
But moving wasn’t as simple as just deciding to go.
Xiang Shan first dismantled a drone, connecting some electronics with the ethanol and oxidizing agent tanks, as well as with a detection device to create a simple land mine.
Then, he buried the drone’s main power supply and signal reception parts in another location and covered them with a thin layer of soil.
The remaining solar panels were then connected to his own body.
Every little bit of power he could get would help.
“In the town, solar panels are shared and don’t seem precious.
Out here in the wilderness, a single degree of power could cost a life…”
After he had completed these preparations, he used the electrical wires pulled from Gleayard’s body to secure Yuki to his back.
Then, he split the Welfare Officer’s rug in two, covering the simple “trick mine” with one half, and after rolling the other half in the sand to dirty it, he wrapped it around himself. novelbuddy.cσ๓
This was done to check whether there were pursuers behind him, to give himself a slight warning.
“According to the map, the area the ‘donkey’ might have passed through…
looks like this elliptical region.
Walk back a thousand meters, then turn 135 degrees, covering a fan-shaped area…” mumbled Xiang Shan, “About five hours should give us a good chance of completing the search.
If we’re lucky, we might find it in the next second.
Ah, life should always be hopeful.”
This is what he told himself.
