Chapter 663 - 565: Entropy Brain
Chapter 663: Chapter 565: Entropy Brain
Jeming returned to the laboratory, the soundproof array automatically activated, completely isolating the clamor of the battlefield outside.
He took out those blue crystals from his inner grotto heaven and lined them up on the lab bench.
There were a total of one hundred and three pieces.
Different sizes, various shapes, yet each held countless fine points of light slowly flowing within, akin to living creatures.
"Entropy Brain..."
Jeming muttered to himself.
This is the official nomenclature recently announced by the Expeditionary Army.
The core crystals left behind by those information creatures upon death were officially named "Entropy Brain."
Implying "the brain of entropy reduction creatures," it indeed fits well.
He raised his right hand, pale golden light slowly igniting in his eyes.
The All-Purpose Eye.
Then, a golden light also ignited at the center of his brow.
The Fate System.
The information-gathering capacity of the All-Purpose Eye, coupled with the computational power support of the Fate System, allowed him to see through the essence of most matter and energy.
Under the glowing light, the internal structure of the Entropy Brain gradually became clear.
What first came into view was an astonishing fact.
This seemingly energy-rich blue crystal contained almost no energy inside.
Jeming frowned, carefully confirmed three times before finally accepting the result.
The insides of these crystals indeed stored no form of energy.
No elemental fluctuation in free state, no residual law traces, even the basic heat was negligible.
But their information structure was astoundingly complex.
Jeming "saw" countless fine lines, resembling the most precise integrated circuits, layered, intertwined, and wound within the crystal.
Those points of light were information carriers, moving along fixed paths, constantly cycling and reorganizing.
No doubt, this was a naturally occurring bio-data processing organ.
High-speed computation, massive storage, encrypted transmission... all functions in one, yet don’t consume excessive energy?
Jeming took a deep, cool breath.
He continued delving into the analysis, combining previous knowledge of information creatures, gradually forming a vague image in his mind:
The civilization of the entire information creatures likely was a biological quantum network spanning the globe.
Every individual was a node in the network, communicating silently through quantum entangled states.
Information transmission had no delay, no loss, no boundaries.
Their social structure had to be perfectly flat, without leaders, no classes, all decisions automatically generated by the network consensus algorithm.
What does this mean?
It meant that during evolution, this race must have experienced countless internal splits and algorithm wars.
Each conflict was a natural selection of algorithms, eventually evolving into the current most efficient survival mode.
And the Entropy Brain was the legacy left behind from this evolution.
Jeming gazed at those blue crystals, a gleam of realization flashed in his eyes.
"These things... can be used as the core material for data processing terminals."
He muttered to himself, envisioning numerous application scenarios in his mind.
"If used as a base to create a cannon fodder creature, it would make quite an excellent experimental assistant... though using it directly to create information processing terminals seems good as well..."
After fantasizing for a while, Jeming began new research into the Entropy Brain.
But sadly, the subsequent research only confirmed his previous ideas.
"Is that all these things can do? Although it is indeed quite good..."
Jeming hesitated for a moment, then made a bold decision.
"Try direct contact."
Jeming closed the All-Purpose Eye, concentrated his spiritual power into a thin thread, cautiously extended it to gently touch the nearest smallest Entropy Brain.
In an instant, a mutation suddenly occurred.
That Entropy Brain abruptly disintegrated, transforming into countless points of light, pouring frantically into his brow along the spiritual power thread.
Jeming’s entire body shook.
Before he could react, those points of light had already vanished into the sea of spirit, disappearing without a trace.
"This..."
Jeming froze.
Instinctively, he checked his sea of spirit, examined his soul core, scanned his inner grotto heaven...
There was no anomaly.
Those points of light caused no harm, also left no information.
But what did they do?
As Jeming was wondering, he suddenly felt an odd sensation.
In his mind, the knowledge settled for hundreds of years began to "move."
Over the past few hundred years, to supplement his fifth-level wizard knowledge, Jeming learned a lot of new information, which led to a new issue:
While he could understand this knowledge, he temporarily couldn’t integrate it.
It’s like a warehouse filled with books, they’re all there, but unorganized, often taking forever to find a particular one.
But now, those points of light were helping him organize.
"Is this... maintaining the lifeform’s inherent instinct?"
Jeming immediately realized that the Entropy Brain, upon entering his soul, was instinctively making his mental knowledge more "orderly."
He could clearly feel his mind’s knowledge being categorized and archived.
The previously isolated rune principles and alchemy began to resonate, the hazy wizard theories and cultivation immortality knowledge started to mutually verify.
Even the destiny element knowledge he studied for decades yet never truly grasped was now being absorbed with the assistance of a certain force.
Not a direct instillation but a "sort-out."
Like having a top-tier mentor personally rearrange all his knowledge, unravel those parts he "knew but didn’t understand," break them down, and explain them thoroughly.
Not knowing how much time had passed.
When Jeming came back to himself, he found his understanding of fate knowledge had significantly advanced.
Only a small step away from entry-level.
And the destiny element knowledge, from being a chaotic heap, became clear in its threads.
Jeming looked down at the remaining Entropy Brains on the lab bench, his eyes suddenly lighting up.
They genuinely lit up.
It was due to excessive excitement, causing his spiritual power to leak outwardly.
"These things..."
Though his voice was somewhat trembling, hesitating briefly, Jeming wasn’t sure how else to describe it.
The only resource that could compare was perhaps Plane Origin, but compared to it, Plane Origin was completely a different level!
Having used Plane Origin, Jeming was fully aware of its limits.
Plane Origin was indeed precious, capable of directly conveying massive knowledge to the user.
But that knowledge was chaotic, requiring self-digestion, mostly trivial fragments.
While the Entropy Brain...
Although it can’t enhance your comprehension, it can streamline all your existing knowledge.
Presenting things you’ve learned but don’t understand in a way you can comprehend anew.
What is this equivalent to?
Like having a top-tier mentor tailor a sorting plan to your personal knowledge system.
Jeming took a deep breath, suppressing the impulse to immediately test another one.
He closed his eyes, absorbing the refreshed clarity in his mind.
Then he opened his eyes, looked at the remaining Entropy Brains, rational light flashing in his eyes.
"Cannot use consecutively."
The ability of Entropy Brain, its effect is extraordinary.
Yet if used consecutively, the effect diminishes.
Not due to resistance but another pragmatic reason: knowledge already sorted again wouldn’t be as fruitful, certainly not as significant as before.
The best usage pattern is to first learn a heap of new knowledge, accumulate adequately, then use the Entropy Brain for an extensive sorting session.
In this way, the effect can be maximized.
Jeming gazed at those blue crystals, a smile slowly spreading on his lips.
He now particularly wished to charge into the information plane, slay indiscriminately, and turn all those information creatures into Entropy Brains.
Jeming took a deep breath, and another, forcibly subduing that impulse.
Impulse is the devil.
He looked up out the window.
In the sky, white light wildly surged behind the sealing layer.
In the future, ample time is there for slow reaping.
Retracting his gaze, Jeming sat cross-legged, beginning to absorb his gains with closed eyes.