Chapter 548 Energy Chip

"This is indeed good news."

Crown also smiled as he thought of Rubart's research.

It can enable ordinary extraordinary people to resist more mental pollution, and may even save many lives at critical moments.

The more believers who survive the impact of pollution, the more supply of power of faith can be retained, and the quality of the power of faith obtained will also be improved.

Every church has its own doctrine on shepherding lambs. In the eyes of other gods, believers should be some kind of "batteries" with sustainable discharge.

Rubart's research, combined with the array department's research topic of 'gathering the mental power of ordinary people to form a mental barrier', will give us a greater advantage in the future when facing evil gods who are good at spreading mental pollution.

Eliza took out a document from her space ring and placed it on the table, saying:

"This is the information Nick submitted. Rubate and his team chose to come up with two solutions to respectively address the needs of priests and knights. I think that's great.

However, they proposed a more perfect plan and hoped to get the support of the church.

Nick agreed, but needs your opinion."

Nick can decide on this kind of thing, why would he need my opinion?

With doubts flashing through his mind, Crown began to read the submitted report.

After reading to the end, he smiled and realized that it was indeed necessary to ask for his opinion.

Rubart and others envisioned using an energy storage device similar to the Holy Crystal to store the energy dissipated by extraordinary beings in order to enhance the capabilities and effects of the magic circle.

The Holy Crystal was researched and manufactured by him alone. If anyone wanted to obtain similar products, they could only go through him, or take out the manufacturing information of the Holy Crystal and let their subordinates research solutions.

Clown thought about it. The Holy Crystal involved the power of faith. Who knew what kind of trouble others would cause if they entered the underground palace.

Currently he trusts the believers in Shattrath, but after the two worlds merge, his trust in others will be discounted.

Because he knew that there was an evil god who could project spiritual pollution into the city through the Moon Soul Spirit Light Array, and he was now hiding in some dark corner.

Speaking of which, he has dealt with this evil god several times. The evil god is in the form of a huge cloud-like mass of flesh with boundless light, covered with various deformed eyes, black tentacles, and goat hooves.

Clown had suffered destruction and torture from this evil god, and he had a hunch that he and this evil god would definitely meet in the future.

"I know about this. It should be easy to make a smaller energy storage chip. I will take some time to do some research during this period.

Let Rubate and the others continue to research another magic array, and also ask them to report the storage parameters of the energy storage chip so that I can use it as a reference."

Crown attaches great importance to this demand. This kind of chip should have a wider range of applications. It would be even more perfect if small chips could be connected in series to form a larger energy source.

"Okay, I'll pass the approval to Nick tomorrow morning."

Eliza smiled and said that Rubart would definitely improve her status in her husband's heart by increasing the workload for the gods.

"One more thing. You should make a copy of Rubart's request and ask other production departments if they need similar chips. If so, please report the specific parameters."

“Do you think this demand can be widely applied?”

Eliza grasped the key point immediately. After years of training as the Pope, her keen sense of smell has improved a lot.

Clown nodded and smiled:

"I don't know about other departments, but Loch Modan City must have a strong demand in this regard."

Loch Modan is tasked with manufacturing micro-aircraft, so the demand for energy cores is bound to be huge.

In the past, everyone used crystal cores as energy, and this tradition has continued for countless years.

Others must have encountered a problem that Rubart mentioned, which is that the energy stored in the energy crystal core has not formed a standard. In that case, the magic array needs to be fine-tuned to adapt.

This is a very meticulous job that requires a lot of technical accumulation to complete quickly.

If there were a standard for the storage capacity of all energy sources, this problem could be solved and the manufacturing of aircraft could be much faster.

All kinds of magical ideas suddenly popped up in Crown's mind, which were gifts from another world.

However, he quickly collected his thoughts and completed the original plan first, and then it would not be too late to discuss his wild ideas that had no theoretical basis.

"Bishop Scott is a senior member of the Kingdom of Ribia. He rose from a commoner to the position of archbishop step by step due to his profound knowledge.

With him personally in charge of those projects, those enthusiastic researchers have a backbone.”

Eliza recalled the day when Scott met her. The old man seemed like a dead tree that had been reborn. His whole spirit exuded a positive and optimistic temperament, which made her very happy.

Just as she expected, the city of Loch Modan soon produced initial results.

“Everyone should be put to good use and show their strengths, so that the church can accumulate more energy faster.

I have an idea to teach the secret method of refining Sun Flame Liquid and Moon Dew to all the silver-level Dao Seed holders. That way, we can store more Sun Essence and Moon Essence."

Crown said that if all the fourth-level transcendents make use of it, they can obtain at least 3,000 more drops of sun's essence and moon's essence every day.

The crystal ball in his sea of ​​consciousness can only store more than 40,000 drops of sun essence (moon essence), and it only takes ten days to arm him.

More importantly, other people can also use these essences of the sun and the moon to do more things. Even if they put them into a cup and pour them at the evil god, it can have some effect.

The reason why the fourth-order extraordinary people were not taught at the beginning was that they were worried about losing the dignity of the gods. Now it is the critical juncture for the advent of the spiritual world, and it is time to release more authority and secret skills.

Eliza pondered for a moment, then nodded and said:

"Well, we have reached the final moment. Any actions that can increase strategic reserves will be beneficial to future development."

She herself was unwilling to make these core secrets public, but the situation had become increasingly serious, and she had to overcome the difficulties of world integration before talking about the future.

Clown's consciousness sank into the sea of ​​​​knowledge, and after identifying which ones were the golden light Dao seeds of the fourth-level extraordinary people, he carried out a large-scale "mass message".

All qualified fourth-level transcendents within his communication range received the information, and after reading the secret techniques they had obtained, excitement appeared on their faces.

In the old town, the sound of clanging and hammering began to be heard in the blacksmith's workshop.

Rubate and Zeb were leaning against each other, studying the design of the magic circle for the priest's special armor.

After a similar successful experience, they felt that their work was progressing more smoothly.

Even if you encounter any difficulties, you can quickly find a solution.

The two men discussed and determined the new pattern of the magic circle. Zeb began to re-draw the sketch, while Rubate sat down and thought about the difficulties he would encounter in forging.

"call"

After Zebu finished the sketch, he blew on the paper out of habit to make the ink dry faster.

He handed over the blueprints and said with a little trepidation, "I wonder if Sir Nick has seen our application. It's been two days. There should be a result, right?"

He seemed to be talking to himself, but also seemed to be asking questions.

Two days have passed, why is there still no response? He was anxious, fearing that his application would be rejected.

Many times, the perspectives of those higher-ups are completely different from those who do the actual work.

Even if the application is conducive to development, if there are no conditions to start the work at that time or there are more important things to advance, the application will be rejected or shelved.

He had submitted applications many times, but because he was a low-ranking person and his words were not taken seriously, they never attracted enough attention.

Rubate took the blueprint and looked at it, muttering:

"Why are you in such a hurry? It's still early. Based on my understanding of Mr. Nick, this process will take at least four or five days to complete.

It's only two days now, just wait patiently."

Zeb let out a long sigh. Now he really felt that the days were passing by very slowly.

"Boom, boom, boom"

There was a hurried knock on the door. Rubart frowned slightly, thinking, didn't I order not to be disturbed? What trouble has happened again?

He ran over to open the door angrily, and the anger on his face disappeared the moment the door opened:

"Mr. Nick, why are you here?"

Archbishop Nick is in charge of ordinary church affairs and is his immediate superior.

"What's going on? Your face changes so quickly!"

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

Nick joked, how could the change in the other person's expression escape his eyes.

"Haha, I thought it was an apprentice coming here to report some trivial matters."

Rubate scratched the back of his head with a silly smile, invited the other party into the room, and quickly guessed the other party's purpose in his mind.

It was the first time that Zeb saw the Archbishop, and he hurried forward to salute.

Nick nodded slightly and said with a smile: "I came here this time specifically to tell you that your application has been approved.

Using smaller Saint Crystals to make the same standard energy source, this process is top secret, do you know who is involved?"

"It should involve a lot of alchemy masters," Zeb was happy when he heard that his application was approved, and he spoke without restraint.

He was well aware of the significance of the Saint Crystal and believed that such a creation would require an extremely large team to sustain research.

Every modification of process parameters may require many failed attempts before success.

During this period, the production of Holy Crystals will inevitably be affected, and the chance that the church will approve their application is only 50% at most.

Because Holy Crystals are used in high-level magic arrays and starships, all of these things belong to the church's high-level strategic reserves.

"No, it only involves an alchemy master, but the identity of this master is very special, so it is impossible for me to give orders."

Nick stopped beating around the bush and laughed, "Congratulations, Mr. Rubate Milu and Mr. Zeb Verik, you have successfully assigned tasks to the gods.

Now my Lord has sent me to ask you about the specific energy storage parameters you need. Please think carefully and leave enough room for expansion, because you may not have such a good opportunity to get help in the future."

Rubate and the other man looked at each other in bewilderment. They really had not expected that the craftsmanship of the Holy Crystal was designed by the gods themselves. The only sound in the room was the sound of the burning fire.

Nick waved his hand to break the silence:

“Now both of you put down all the work at hand and work out the chip parameters as quickly as possible. I am anxious to report.

You two go ahead and do your work. I'm going back to the Cathedral of Holy Light."

He walked away leisurely with his hands behind his back. The door slammed shut. Rubate grinned, "Now our status in the gods' hearts will rise significantly."

Zebu's eyes lit up with enthusiasm, and he laughed wantonly: "That's good, it means our application is very important in the eyes of our Lord!

Get to work, find some energy crystal cores, and quickly experiment to find out the standard parameters for energy storage."

The approval of the application means that their path has been recognized. For researchers, recognition from the gods means much more than recognition from their colleagues.

If anyone questions him again in the future, he will definitely reply lightly, "Haha, the gods helped me design energy chips, do you have one?"

"Yes, business is more important. I'll go get the crystal core."

Loch Modan, on the top floor of the cathedral tower.

Scott hurried into the room, with a hint of anger in his tone:

"Why did the Archbishop summon me here?"

He now wished he could split himself in two, with one half resting and the other half working, devoting all twenty-four hours a day to research.

Soran knew his old leader's temper and smiled indifferently: "Please take a seat. This morning, the Holy See sent an expedited document that you must handle.

There is another thing I need to tell you. Please inform those high-level craftsmen."

Soran knew that when the craftsmen were in high spirits, it was best to disturb them as little as possible.

He went straight to the point and continued:

"Lordaeron is the northernmost city of the church. Some time ago, it encountered an evil god who controlled the law of plague. In just a few days, the entire city fell.

Except for the silver-level extraordinary people, there were no other survivors among the city’s 780,000 people.

This is a new regulation issued by the Holy See, and you need to explain it to the craftsmen."

As he spoke, he pushed over a document with a large red title and the seal of His Holiness the Pope.

Scott was startled, but the unpleasantness of being interrupted in his research quickly subsided.

As a former regional archbishop, he understood the seriousness of the matter.

There are only a few cities in the Ming Cult now, and one evil god has caused such a big impact. How will the fusion of the spiritual world and the material world collapse in the future? He hurriedly opened the file and saw that the evil god was killed by the God of Light. The main reason for the tragedy in Lordaeron was not because of the problem with the Moon Soul Spirit Light Array and the Protection Array.

At this moment he breathed a sigh of relief. If there was a problem with the church's defensive formation, the consequences would be catastrophic.

With the world merging imminent, they will not have enough time to develop new means of defense.

"I will inform all the craftsmen involved in the research of the new regulations and organize everyone to study the instructions of the Holy See carefully."

This concerns everyone's life safety and cannot be taken lightly. He will fulfill his responsibilities.

Soran nodded, pushed out another document, sighed and said:

“This document will make the craftsmen feel much better. The Holy See has decided to produce a standardized small energy storage chip.

This can be applied to many of our creations, and it can be said that this will usher in the arrival of a new era.”

Scott hurriedly picked up the document, glanced through it, and then read it twice from the beginning word by word. He laughed and said, "For us, this news is equivalent to many years of technological accumulation. This decision will definitely change the world!"

No matter what kind of creation, it needs energy to drive it. Even human activities can be regarded as consuming "bioenergy" to provide the required energy.

The birth of standardized energy chips will greatly speed up the manufacturing of various strange things.

By then, as long as there are enough basic materials, a steady supply of war supplies will be produced.

(End of this chapter)