This Game Is Too Realistic

The raw materials were readily available in the warehouse, and the power source came with a variable adapter, which could be powered by a generator or inserted into a fusion battery with a standard interface.

Like the black box Chu Guang got from the administrator’s office at Shelter 117, the black boxes he found also had its own battery, and the remaining power was 98% and 99% respectively.

Helium-3 was a stable isotope with a very long half-life, and the loss caused by natural decay could almost be ignored under normal use. Basically, as long as the battery itself was not damaged due to improper operation or other reasons, the energy could be reserved much longer than that of conventional chemical batteries.

Chu Guang instructed Guo Bull through the VM to bring all the required materials to himself. By the way, he also called in Dr. Yin Fang, the chief prospector of Shelter 404 and the head of the scientific expedition team.

As soon as Yin Fang arrived, his eyeballs almost fell out. "You got another black box?! No… you got 2 of them at that! Where did you get them?"

S-Class Relic!

And there are two of them!

Chu Guang just got a black box two days ago, but before the third day passed, he got two more?!

Since becoming a prospector after graduating, Yin Fang had been to many archaeological remains of pre-war civilization for the Academy. But it was the first time he had seen such an exaggerated situation!

Seeing this guy’s dumbfounded expression, Chu Guang rolled his eyes and threw the manual he just picked up into Yin Fang’s hand. "Where else do you think I got them? Can you see if you know how to use it?"

Yin Fang smiled. "Even a fool can use this thing... By the way, have you checked the fuel in the reactor? How much is left?"

"It’s quite surprising actually… We have about 40% of the fuel left."

Chu Guang didn’t know how long the 40% would last? If it was a mobile phone, his obsessive-compulsive charging disorder would definitely start ringing bells in his mind. But as far as he knew 1% of a controllable fusion reactor’s energy seemed to be able to be used for a long time…

However, he didn’t know how much energy it would consume to synthesise a clone.

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But no matter what, the reactor was now finally in his hands, and the rock pressing Chu Guang’s heart could finally be removed.

Hearing what he said, Yin Fang was obviously relieved.

"40%? That’s good… We don’t need to worry about the energy issue in a short time!"

No longer having any worries, Yin Fang began to operate two black boxes.

In the drawer-like filler opening, the materials were fed in sequence according to the instructions, and then the drawer was closed. It was also okay to do it without following the sequence, but it was a little faster to do so.

The signal light was then on, indicating that the materials were accepted.

The next moment, the power was switched on and Yin Fang hit the start button.

All the processes were completed successfully, and it was very easy. It was as simple as some kind of religious ritual.

Looking at the numbers jumping on the screen, Chu Guang stroked his chin. "The remaining production time is 59min 27s… It actually takes this much time?"

There was another small black box next to it that produced VMs. Its production speed was much faster, which only took about ten minutes to manufacture a product.

Assuming a constant supply of raw materials, theoretically 144 VMs could be produced a day.

Its quick production speed was great to be honest.

A VM with a processor, imaging equipment, and laser mapping capabilities could not only be used as a VM, but could also be used to modify it into something else.

For example, robots with laser mapping and automatic pathfinding functions.

Another example would be a simple computer and so on.

Combined with the neural connection device produced by Dr. Principle in the black box of Shelter 117, as long as the materials were sufficient, the body modification degree of players might just be increased by 10%!

Intelligence type players would usher in the buff of the season.

There was no doubt about it. The black box obtained was extremely useful.

Yin Fang said, "I heard that the working principle of the black box is to turn each material into its simplest form before following the preset synthesis route to print out the parts of each component in sequence according to the spatial order, and generate the product as a whole... Compared with the pipeline mode, it will naturally take longer.”

Chu Guang nodded slowly. "So is this equivalent to building wheels and engines at the same time?"

Yin Fang affirmed. "You can understand it that way."

Chu Guang nodded thoughtfully, expressing his understanding.

It was basically a 3D printer.

However, its function was much more powerful than that of 3D printers. It could not only print out the shape of the device, but also print out the performance of the material as well as the microstructure and macrostructure of the device, and complete automatic assembly during the printing process.

This went way beyond the concept of printing something. It was apt to call it atomic reconstruction!

Standing on the side, Xia Yan scratched the back of her head, she couldn’t understand such a sophisticated topic.

She could fix machines with a wrench, or work parts with a simple workbench, since the slums of Boulder Town were built right next to the industrial area. There were two ways out for people there, either work to death in an assembly line or a workshop, or become a mercenary with a weapon produced in a factory and exchange their lives for money.

And she happened to have taken both paths.

After thinking for a while, Xia Yan felt that if she didn’t say a word, she would appear useless, so after holding it for a while, she reluctantly interjected. "This machine sounds strangely useful... Can you take it apart and take a look?"

Hearing this sentence, Chu Guang didn’t react, but Yin Fang next to her was startled like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, and yelled, "You must not do this!"

Xia Yan scratched the back of her head and asked, "Why? Logically speaking, shouldn’t this kind of thing be good research material?"

Hearing her thoughts, Yin Fang shook his head and said, "The simpler it is to operate, the more technology-intensive a product is, the more difficult it is to reverse. To find a grain of gold in a pile of sand, you just need to sift it out. But if you were to stand on a dune and classify every grain of sand and recycle them, it’s an almost impossible job… unless you have more advanced tools and methods."

"And The Ark Project’s black box, both in production methods and technical principles, represents the highest caliber of manufacturing in the Federation of People, it has no requirement on the material performance and operator’s education - or even intelligence. Even monkeys in the zoo can use it."

"This kind of wish granting machine can be said to be the technological crystallization of pre-war civilization. Unless the production method and basic science are far superior to our civilization, no one can disassemble what they need from this complex and cumbersome equipment. "

Xia Yan muttered. "I was just saying... I am not going to really dismantle it... But if this thing is so complex, how should it be repaired if it’s broken?"

"It can’t be repaired, if it’s broken, then nothing can be done," Yin Fang shook his head and said, "In the Academy, the broken black box is usually sent to the museum, maybe someone can parse it in a few hundred years... Repairing it is impossible now. We would rather study the products produced in the black box. At least it will be much less difficult.”

Yin Fang’s answer answered some of Chu Guang’s questions.

It seemed that even the Academy did not have the ability to disassemble the technology in the black box, and at most it only studied the products of the black box.

Taking a last look at the timer on the screen, Chu Guang said, "It seems that there is still a little time before the mystery is revealed... Let’s check the airlock room next door."

Yin Fang was stunned. "Buffer room? Isn’t this level B3?"

Chu Guang nodded. "That’s right. Shelter 404 has more than one entrance. I even suspect that the entrance on level B3 is the real entrance."

From a spatial point of view, the gate on level B3 was obviously wider than the gate on the B1 floor, and it connected the warehouse and the planting area.

What does this mean?

It means that the shelter was likely to be built from level B3, and then extend up and down at the same time!

Of course, this was just Chu Guang’s speculation. If he found other more exaggerated exits on the lower floors, he would pretend that he had never speculated as such.

Every time Chu Guang thought that he had fully understood the plan of this shelter and the first administrator, the shelter could always bring him unexpected surprises.

Chu Guang even suspected that the designer of this shelter might be a game maker.

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