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"If the brain is regarded as a spell model, then the mental space is the effect of this spell model."

The more Ke Qingzhi pondered, the more he felt that this idea was very wonderful and highly feasible.

"The spell model is, in the final analysis, a summarized world law, which was nurtured in the extraordinary core of Warcraft.

Thinking from this perspective, the brain is a magical model, and electrical signals are the elements that flow in it. It is logical that the operating magic model breeds mental power, soul, and wisdom. "

Ke Qingzhi closed his eyes, immersed his mental power into his brain, scanned the brain with his mental power, and then projected the brain model one by one, making every detail as specific and precise as possible.

It’s just that a brain with this level of precision is too complicated. How complicated is it? Simply say a piece of data to understand.

The brain has about 10 billion neurons...

After forcibly scanning and projecting the detailed brain structure, Ke Qingzhi only felt that the sky was shaking and the ground was shaking, and his nose was cold and blood was flowing out.

The brain was buzzing, and it took a long time to react, which made Ke Qingzhi understand that this experiment could not be done.

This is not a question of hard work, it is simply not up to the research standard.

As a spell model, a spell structure, if you want to study it without knowing its specific circumstances, you must study it as a whole, first to clear the framework, and then to study the details little by little.

Even the study of the spell structure in the spell model is the same. A single spell node has no research significance, and an incomplete spell structure has no research significance.

The problem that Ke Qingzhi is facing now is that he can't understand the overall situation, let alone take out a part of the structure for research, so that the research will not produce any research results.

"Yeah, how mysterious the brain is. The brain is also known as the "God's Forbidden Zone". Thinking about it, how can a magical structure that can create souls and wisdom be low-level?

Ten billion neurons? Ten billion is normal, and only a few are abnormal. I'm just being funny.

Now I want to study an architecture with 10 billion neurons, I want to study the forbidden zone of God! "

For a moment, Ke Qingzhi was a little frustrated. It was not that he had no ambition, but that the gap was too big, so big that there was no possibility of success at all.

"How about it?"

The sudden news pop-up alarmed Ke Qingzhi, he only then realized that he was still chatting with Mo Lan.

"Thank you Mo Shen, there is no problem with your thinking, but I have a problem, and I intend to give up this subject for the time being."

"Ok???"

The endless sentence made Mo Lan puzzled. Several question marks popped up on his forehead. What happened in the middle? Give up?

"what happened?"

"The structure of the brain is too magical and too complicated. Ten billion neurons are indeed a forbidden zone for God. I don't understand it in my research."

"That's it?"

Seeing these words, Mo Lan was even more puzzled, but when Ke Qingzhi saw Mo Lan's reply, he was immediately puzzled.

"Mo Shen, is there any problem?"

"Can you build a computer?"

"Nope."

"Then do you know how to use a computer?"

"Yes."

"Then you can make a brain?"

"No, no."

"Then what are you using now?"

Ke Qingzhi said slowly after a pause.

"brain!"

"Then it's over."

Ke Qingzhi suddenly realized when he saw this sentence, yes, what am I giving up? I give up... Wait, why does it feel that something is wrong?

Ke Qingzhi suddenly reacted.

"This is not the problem I want to talk about!!"

"Uh, what are you going to say?"

"The main problem I face is that I can't reach the threshold for studying the brain."

"What threshold? Repair base?"

"It can be considered as a cultivation base. My current mental power is not enough. There are about 10 billion neurons in my brain. I can't do detailed and accurate projection of the tens of billions of neurons. This is a problem. , I can’t handle so much data, and research is even more nonsense.

This is the threshold I am talking about. Research is hardly not the reason why I gave up. I am not qualified at all....."

"That's it?"

Ke Qingzhi was a little unhappy, and said stiffly.

"Does Mo God have any ideas?"

"I can't talk about it, I just want to ask if you have heard of supercomputers?"

"Of course I have heard that super computing power, supercomputers used for various scientific research projects, is there any problem? Is it possible that Mo Shen has resources in reality for me to borrow supercomputers? Are commercial supercomputers? Use it, in reality I don't have the mental power to scan the brain."

"It's not what you think. It's not that complicated. I just want to say that I have built things like supercomputers a long time ago. Basically, the projects of our association will apply for computing power.

Otherwise, where can so many results come from, relying on their own pitiful computing power? If you have more data, you have to count it in the Year of the Monkey. "

Ke Qingzhi rubbed his eyes, he felt that he was dazzled, and asked in disbelief after making sure that he was right.

"Created?! The complexity of the computer, the complexity of the super-calculation... You actually made all of the ink gods? Are you the one above?

Have you completed the remanufacturing of the nuclear bomb? Was it just small nuclear bombs that you bombed in the Northern and Southern Empires, Mushroom Cloud... Mushroom Cloud..."

"Stop it, you want to be crooked!"

Mo Lan was a little bit dumbfounded.

"Don't think about it so much. It's not a computer, but the effect of a computer is achieved through some spells and some constant magic circles. It is a magical super-calculation!"

Ke Qingzhi was relieved when he saw Mo Lan's reply. Fortunately, this was barely within the range he could accept...Fart!

"Unbelievable."

"What's unbelievable? As a scientific researcher, it is reasonable and reasonable to study the scientific research tools first?"

Ke Qingzhi fell into silence, suddenly didn't know what to say, and Mo Lan continued.

"Well, I just tried it. Scanning the brain and projection modeling... It's really complicated, it requires a lot of computing power, and it's difficult."

Mo Lan said it was difficult and sent a screenshot of the brain projection to Ke Qingzhi~www.wuxiamtl.com~screenshot.jpg

(Very difficult)

Ke Qingzhi's heart couldn't come out of a depression in his chest.

"Mo Shen, there is one sentence I don't know if it's inappropriate to say it!"

"You said."

"I think it may not be good to say it, but it is better to say it inappropriately."

"?"

Ke Qingzhi took a deep breath with a serious face, and slowly typed five words into the chat interface. After hesitating for a long time, he resolutely pressed the send button.

Mo Lan estimated that Ke Qingzhi might have been there by him. He glanced across the chat interface, and suddenly shook when he saw the new message.

"Big guy... take me!!"