The Entire Mankind is Acting As Me, I Shall Secretly Build a Battleship and Shock the World Chapter 117
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Chapter 117: Ten Thousand Pounds Of Terrifying Power!
Raymond experimented little by little, but the muscle fibers always came to the same point.
240 centimeters!
If he could not go beyond that.
Then it was the limit of the muscle fibers.
Tuesday sent more and more things into the Rolls-Royce.
20,800 pounds!
21,000 pounds!
21,500 pounds!
22,000 pounds!
23,000 pounds!
The limit!
The fibers could no longer contract to 240 centimeters in length.
In fact, this was not the exact length of the muscle fibers.
It was because the position of the probes placed by Raymond restricted the length of the muscle fibers.
If necessary, Raymond could completely control it himself.
Such muscle fibers were what Raymond said he needed.
Although he had reached his limit, Raymond was not discouraged.
Instead, he was very happy.
Because this had already exceeded his expectations!
NASA
“I feel that the raw material of Raymond’s muscle fibers must be newly constructed. Otherwise, it wouldn’t have such great strength.”
“Uh, McLean, don’t you think you’re talking nonsense?”
Shepherd rolled his eyes.
Wasn’t it obvious!
But the problem was indeed incomprehensible.
Even 77 was in a state of confusion and couldn’t get an answer out.
“There’s still the dynamic tension that hasn’t been tested. Do you think it’ll work?”
McLean could not care less about Shepherd’s ridicule.
The dynamic pulling force was the same movement that the Rolls-Royce had gone through before.
The actual weight of the Rolls-Royce was 23,000 pounds, which was 11.5 tons.
However, once it started moving, the actual weight would increase by several tons.
“If it’s based on common sense, it definitely won’t work. But according to this trend, even if we add another 10 tons, it shouldn’t be a problem…”
The argument between McLean and Shepherd was quickly resolved.
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Raymond started to make a move.
The Rolls-Royce continued to jump and flip.
The muscle fibers that were as thick as cigarettes didn’t feel any pressure.
After a few minutes of the experiment, it stopped.
At that moment, in the live broadcast room of Jelly Media.
Even the words showed the enthusiasm of these netizens.
“Wahahaha, as expected of Thunder God, we’ve never been disappointed!”
“Since there’s no problem with the muscle fibers, does that mean there’s no problem with his Gundam as well?”
“Thunder God is awesome!”
“A new patent has appeared again. Our technological civilization has taken another big step forward!”
“Let’s not say anything else. Thunder God is awesome and that’s it!”
“Madam Carol, please comment!”
“What do you think about the strength of these muscle fibers?”
“Since there are no problems with the Gundam’s movements, will there be any other difficulties in the future?”
Looking at the comments of the netizens.
This time, Caroline did not let Nana choose. Instead, she took the initiative to summarize it.
“I can see that you guys are very happy!”
“Of course, I’m also very happy!”
“Although I’m of the same nationality as Raymond, I’m not happy because he’s from our country!”
“I’m happy for our civilization!”
“It might sound a little high and mighty, but it’s actually just that…”
“It’s just that I’m standing from a different angle. Of course, it’s also so that I don’t get flamed… haha…”
Carolyn made a joke at the appropriate time.
The netizens also understood it very well.
The netizens at Jelly Media didn’t hate Caroline at all.
Regardless of how much she doubted Raymond.
They didn’t hate her.
Because they could indeed feel Caroline’s sincerity.
She was indeed the bigger person.
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Even if there were new netizens who did not take kindly to Caroline’s attitude, they would quickly grow to like her.
They actually enjoyed watching her get slapped in the face.
It was alright to watch a respected figure get slapped in the face.
This was as long as she didn’t do anything immoral.
The heated discussion didn’t last long before it stopped.
Because Raymond’s actions didn’t stop.
The follow-up to this was to be talked about.
Gundam!
This thing had a lot of functions.
Raymond had taken many things into consideration.
However, the priority now was to adapt the huge automaton into the practical usage of forging the space battleship keel.
Tuesday could control its body flawlessly.
But Raymond wanted to pilot it himself.
Therefore, he needed a control cabin.
It was the so-called cockpit.
With this, he could live his dreams.
However, an upright Gundam was not the stablest thing around.
An auxiliary computer was a must.
But he could not make a fully autonomous artificial intelligence like Tuesday.
It was not that he enjoyed using an inferior version of intelligence, but he wanted to make a dedicated one.
Auxiliary driving, auxiliary scanning, auxiliary warning, functional monitoring, balance assistance, precision prediction…
Everything needed control systems.
Thinking of this, Raymond immediately began to act.
He gave Tuesday a list of materials and immediately began to write the basic program.
“Tuesday, I need an intelligent system to assist in combat. Send out a copy of your core code.”
“Sir, does this new system need an independent personality?”
“Yes! But it needs to be compatible with my actions!”
“Does the new system need to be simplified?”
“The underlying logic doesn’t need to be simplified. It needs to be strengthened in the direction of assisting in driving, assisting in scanning, assisting in Warning, monitoring functions, assisting in balance, predicting accuracy… and so on!”
“Yes, sir! May I ask if this will be a male or female intelligence?”
Raymond stopped what he was doing.
Gender?
Why would Tuesday ask such a question?
“Tuesday, do you think you are a male or female?”
He had not set Tuesday to any specific gender.
This had been completely dependent on her own evolution.
However, looking at the situation now, Tuesday should be a male.
“Sir! In the beginning, I did not have a gender. However, after interacting with you, I have been doing things related to technology, and I have learned many ways of thinking from you, so my gender is now male.”
“Oh? Then can you change it?”
“This… If you want to, sir, I can change it. But once I become a woman, then my emotional logic will take priority…”
“Okay, that’s not necessary!”
When Tuesday said this, Raymond already knew the implications.
If emotions took the lead, things could get troublesome.
The current Tuesday was pretty good right now.
It’s active enough, but it doesn’t interfere with your life.
It’s like a dead-end system, which is fine.
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