Chen Ming would sometimes chat with the Minister of Psychic Power about random things, and occasionally mentioned He Gu a few times.

After all, He Gu is the only researcher Chen Ming knows who is thinking about transforming psychic technology from military to civilian use, so Chen Ming doesn't mind giving him a little help.

"But isn't the pace of this research a bit too fast..."

The secretary responded: "The project leader said that He Gu had already been conducting research in this area before this experiment began. It seems that they all believe that this technology will definitely work, and they started a lot of preparations a long time ago."

"I believe it too."

The Minister of Psionics muttered to himself and then asked, "Does this technology have any side effects?"

“For ordinary people, yes.”

"They say that when this hive mind network architecture is running on an ordinary person, multiple consciousnesses will exist at the same time."

"Because it is impossible for ordinary people to do it with their consciousness strength. For a single person to control a destroyer or a higher-level spacecraft, multiple people need to be connected to the same hive mind cluster to control it. They will all be negatively affected by the hive mind network."

"For psykers, the situation is just the opposite, because the consciousness of psykers is strong enough to control a ship alone, and only the controlled ship exists in their thought network."

"For example, Cheng Xinghai from the previous experiment, she is a pure brain-enhancing type of psychic. Level 4 is enough to control more than one battleship and thousands of cruisers at the same time without any burden."

"If other psykers come, this number will need to be reduced, but they will certainly not have the same pressure as ordinary people."

"I see, what specific impact will that have?"

"Well... For example, ordinary people may feel uncomfortable with the convergence of thinking patterns. Some people with very different thinking patterns may find it difficult to adapt to staying in the same honeycomb network for a long time. Even if they adapt, there will be sequelae."

"When different people are in the same hive mind network, some of them may have something in common with each other, and it is difficult to completely guarantee personal privacy."

"Also, after spending too much time on the honeycomb network, people's cognition may be distorted, leading to some mental illnesses."

"besides……"

While listening to the secretary talking about the sequelae.

The minister was also looking at the report from the project team sent by his secretary, which was specifically intended for leaders and various outsiders to see.

The above roughly explains the operating logic of this technology.

This technology is probably the special effect achieved by the functional structure of neurons and spacecraft.

Although the report said a lot about spaceships, he could see clearly that the key to the operation of this technology actually lies in neurons, not the spaceship itself.

This means that the Empire's spacecraft production line does not need to undergo many changes in order for the plan to work.

Even the Empire can directly produce warships without main control systems and install neurons directly.

This can increase the overall shipbuilding efficiency by at least 20%.

After the full application of this technology, the empire's military strength can at least double.

The problem of loss he was thinking about just now will no longer be a problem.

Thinking of this, the minister interrupted the secretary and said, "Side effects are not a problem. Mental illness is better than dying on the battlefield. Which of the side effects of military stimulants is not more serious than mental illness?"

As long as the problem of lack of military power can be solved, no matter how big the problem is, it will not be a problem.

"Does the project team have any solution to the aftereffects?"

"No."

"No, it doesn't matter. We can handle this kind of thing ourselves."

“Find a way to recruit psychologists into the military, give all those who use these devices the most complete psychological tests, and arrange for the best doctors to treat any problems that arise.”

"As long as no one dies, wouldn't it be easy to cure some psychological problems?"

"Then the issue of shared memory actually has little impact. The main thing is that the memories of some important commanders cannot be leaked."

"I remember that we have psykers in this field, and we also have the technology to do so. We can set up an isolation layer in the brains of commanders of a certain level to protect important memories."

“It’s easy to fix.”

"What side effects? That's all bullshit."

The minister reiterated: “Whatever problems this project has, they must be solved.”

"As long as this project can be advanced, we still have hope of winning."

Not long after.

The news that Cheng Xinghai had successfully carried out a rescue mission in the Odan star field relying on the new and extremely promising technology and had conducted a comprehensive test of the technology soon reached Bai Quan's ears.

When Bai Quan heard the news, he had already left Galo and was stationed with the fleet at the border of the three-ring star field behind Galo.

The experiment was being conducted at a time when he was assembling the fleet's local forces.

At this time, the local troops had been incorporated into his army, and unified dispatch and command could ensure combat effectiveness.

Under his restrictions, the pace of subsequent invasion by the mechanical race was obviously much slower than other places.

So he also had time to check the specific progress of the matter afterwards.

After learning that this technology had been implemented throughout the empire under the mandatory requirements of the empire, he subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief.

As the first person to know about this technology, he knew very well how powerful this technology was and how important it was to the empire.

The difficulty for an empire to transform its resources into war potential lies not in the resources themselves, but in the people who use these resources and transform their willingness into military power.

It takes as little as one month to train a group of new army recruits.

But it takes anywhere from three months to two years to train a group of soldiers who can work together to pilot different levels of spacecraft, from the lowest-level frigates to the current top-level battleships.

Such a long training time cannot keep up with the speed of consumption in a high-intensity war.

Although war can make people grow rapidly, the military can choose to forcibly shorten the training time and let people go directly to war to familiarize themselves with the operation of spacecraft.

But this would not last long and would cause even greater casualties. Now, the emergence of this technology can almost be said to have perfectly solved this problem.

The soldiers who have been trained do not need to go directly to the front line, but instead control the spacecraft on the front line through neural links from a safe rear.

As long as consciousness can hold on and logistics can keep up, the battle can continue.

Even if the ship is destroyed, the people will continue to survive and will still have the experience of driving a ship in battle.

Although the effect is certainly not as good as the growth that can be brought to people on a real battlefield where death is possible at any time.

But as long as people don't die, there will be infinite possibilities in the future.

Baiquan is optimistic about the future of this technology.

But when he thought about the source of this technology, he felt an irrepressible sense of loss.

Baiquan took out his terminal.

This is what he has been doing every week since Chen Ming lost contact.

He dialed several communication codes belonging to Chen Ming according to the order in the terminal address book.

If no one answers one number, just switch to the next one.

However, just like before, no one answered these numbers, and there was still no news from Chen Ming, just like before.

Just when Bai Quan dialed the number in Chen Ming's office, the call was suddenly connected.

Bai Quan's heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and an incomparable anticipation arose in his heart.

But Wu An's voice came from the communication: "Bai Quan?"

Bai Quan sighed inwardly and asked in disappointment, "Why is it you?"

"I withdrew from Galo and didn't want to go back to the Empire, so of course I came here. Chen Ming still hasn't come back, so I'll manage this place for him temporarily."

"Is that so? That's fine then."

Bai Quan didn't explain why he made this call, but Wu An should understand.

But just as he was about to hang up, he suddenly thought of something else and asked, "How is your president doing? I asked him to help me before, so please don't let anything go wrong."

"I don't know what to say."

Wu An's mind flashed back to the scene he saw when he had a video call with people in the society.

"Anyway, the president is now lying in a device specially prepared for him to help him wake up quickly and fall asleep quickly."

"You also know that we can't deal with super bodies right now. If there is no president, super bodies can really rush into any corner of the empire and cause destruction."

"So the president has to lie on the equipment and use his psychic powers to send psychics to different places at any time. He can't do anything else."

"That sounds a bit..."

"Everyone knows this is not a good thing to do, but this is what the president asked him to do. He would rather turn himself into a machine."

"He said, 'If I don't do this, the mechanical super bodies will have no means of counterattack, and only I am worthy of sitting in this position.'"

“…”

“Everyone has their own thing to do.”

Wu An took the initiative to break Bai Quan's silence and said, "It should be the same for you later, right? Your new technology should be fully used soon."

"You mean the neuron connection technology?"

"right."

"Your ordinary soldiers can take turns to fight, but no one can replace a commander like you. When the war is at its most intense, you may need to fight several or even dozens of battles in a row without a break."

"The president should at least be able to rest when he needs to, but what about you and the others?"

"Commanding a high-intensity fleet battle is no easier than using our psychic powers, especially for ordinary people. Can you handle it?"

Baiquan did not answer the question, but just said: "I am ready."

Wu An didn't have much to say, just like he didn't have much to say about his choice of president.

"Good luck."

"I wish you good luck too. I hope Chen Ming can come back soon."

The phone call was hung up.

Wu An was standing next to Chen Ming's desk at this time.

He put down the phone on the table, stared at Chen Ming's chair for a few seconds, turned around and sat back on the sofa.

He has been sitting here for several days.

Since he arrived at Chen Ming's colony a few days ago, he saw that everything in the colony was normal, and there were no problems caused by Chen Ming's loss of contact.

This is what Chen Ming has been doing.

Even if he is not here, everything in the two core star fields belonging to him will continue to operate as usual.

So Wu An just had a general understanding of the operating logic of the colony and after everything was fine, he didn't pay any more attention to the situation in the colony.

Just sitting here and waiting silently, he was still building the city in his consciousness space.

Constantly repairing Chen Ming's image in the city to make it more complete and closer to reality and his cognition.

This way he can preserve his memory of Chen Ming and also use the power belonging to Chen Ming to strengthen his consciousness.

Everyone in the colony knew that Wu An was Chen Ming's mentor, so he continued to stay in Chen Ming's office.

Wu An's stay was not in vain. After staying here for two days, he told several high-ranking officials of the colony, such as Lu Kang and Tian Zhanhuihuang, about his stay. They said they could come to him if they had any problems. After all, he was a level 6 psychic.

By the way, he can also use Chen Ming's intelligence network to understand the current situation of the empire.

Wu An picked up the terminal and took a look.

Every day, brilliant and well-organized intelligence is sent over.

At present, it seems that although the Empire performed poorly in the war with the Mechanical Race in the first two months, it can be said that it was completely unable to stop the offensive of the Mechanical Race in most places.

But after nearly two months, the empire has gradually adapted to this high-intensity war.

The battle line was basically stabilized between the outer second ring road and the outer third ring road.

Once Chen Ming's new technology is put into mass use, perhaps the situation will change.

The empire did not rush all the way to hell, it stopped at the gate of hell.

And based on Wu An's understanding of Chen Ming and this technology.

The key to this technology lies in biological neurons.

This kind of Zerg-made item can be used after being simply modified by human technology.

Even the Zerg themselves can handle the transformation process.

Chen Ming was not sure where his Zerg were currently distributed, but he knew that the Zerg were definitely distributed very widely in the universe.

Moreover, the Zerg also have special means to contact Chen Ming's colony and deliver these neurons.

Therefore, the production of these biological neurons is almost infinite.

How many neuron battleships can be created depends only on the empire's battleship production and how many people can operate the battleships.

The Queen of Insects is still following Chen Ming's last orders before he lost contact and cooperating with the Empire to resist the invasion of the mechanical race.

Even if Chen Ming has lost contact, the things he left behind are still helping the empire go further.

The empire's military strength will surely soar in the future, and those spare spaceships that were previously out of service due to insufficient pilots can be used.

If we lose one batch, we can still get the next batch.

As long as the neurally connected pilots do not lose consciousness, there will be an endless supply of ships able to go to the front line.

The resources accumulated by the empire's stagnation for hundreds of years were enough to allow it to continue to sustain the war.

(End of this chapter)