Mech: Shattering of the Galaxy Chapter 468: 243: Unbelievable Conjecture

Chapter 468: Chapter 243: Unbelievable Conjecture

(A 3,000-word chapter is presented.)

“Black, how should I sign up for this?”

“How co you are interested in this, Mu Fan?”

“Mmm!” Mu Fan did not hide his own yearning for the honor that belonged to a warrior.

“The moves stored here include not only those presented in video format but also so that exist only in theory, which are incredibly difficult to use or have yet to be verified by anyone.”

“For many years, to add a new signature, one has to consider these aspects. Another way is to contribute one’s own moves to the academy.”

So that was how it was, then he would put that thought aside for now.

Ti was precious at the mont, and there were far too many skills; Mu Fan couldn’t possibly choose so many.

He had to select two or three main skills to focus on and master them in the training room provided by Instructor Xu Jiang before considering his next steps.

“Let’s first see if there are any cha moves in the C-tier area that suit ; if not, I’ll consider going to the B-tier area.”

Mu Fan kept searching with his head down.

Ground State Spiral Punch, Alva Fist Cannon, Miles High Bombardnt, Sonic Dog Attack…

…The nas of each move flashed before his eyes accompanied by ultra-short animations, dazzling him, but given his actual situation, it was hard for Mu Fan to find a move that struck him as essential at first glance.

For example, the operation of an Extre Special Soldier was mostly done through a Body Coordination Device.

The Thunderhawk was in a fully connected CICH body direct link system.

Shura involved a strong synchronization state that even included the rear brain neurons.

Thus, it was hard to find a skill like the Chaotic Zigzag Step that could enhance any state he was in.

“Isn’t there a move that works under a universal state?”

Mu Fan murmured to himself.

His finger suddenly stopped scrolling down because he saw an interesting na with a mark beside it—

[To Be Eliminated]!

This skill’s na was really intriguing, Incredible Soglier’s Conjecture Keying thod.

Moreover, Mu Fan found that after hovering his finger over it, all that appeared was a yellowed piece of paper with several crooked words written on it.

The na of the skill was indeed on it.

Next to it, an electronic note stated: [Incredible Soglier’s Conjecture series, created by Soglier, a student from the Autopu Clan of the Outer Domain Galaxy of the 217th class].

Mu Fan naturally continued reading as prompted: “The Autopu Clan, different from the human race, has six fingers on a single hand. Soglier was born with an extra finger on his left hand, and as an outstanding student of the cha Academy of the 217th class, the talent for cha fighting of him—who possessed 13 fingers—was quite astonishing.”

“He beca certified as a High-Tier chanical Master imdiately after graduation and participated in the Federation-Yinluo Star System border war three years later, inflicting heavy damage on the enemy’s cha Army several tis, and was recognized as the top Ace chanical Master of the year 225. He was later ambushed and perished in 227 as the transport ship pushed deep into enemy lines.”

“His series of cha operation techniques left in the war were nad by the academy as the [Incredible Soglier’s Conjecture series] since these moves were so magical that they could be used on the full keyboard control panel and could even be added to limb coordination states. As the first genius from the Autopu Clan in fifty years, Soglier fully contributed his understanding to the academy after becoming an ace chanical Master.”

“Regrettably, these operating thods weren’t suitable for humans at all. Many chanical Masters and senior instructors failed to execute them, finding that multiple steps in the techniques required pressing 13 fingers simultaneously. To trigger 13 keys within 0.05 seconds, humans had to perform a double action with three fingers within 0.02 seconds at intervals less than 0.01 seconds. Due to the absolute application gap, the thod was marked for elimination, but it was kept on record thanks to the founder’s significant contributions.”

“Soglier’s advanced series moves can be found under B-tier access.”

“Incredible Soglier’s Conjecture Keying thod is the foundation of the entire Soglier series operations, where the key pressing should be like the rising and falling of waves, often requiring several rows of keys to be pressed at the sa ti. For detailed records, please go to the physical bookshelf area on the sixth floor, C89 section, to find Soglier’s paper notes, code number CSG-22154.”

Having finally finished reading the text after the image, Mu Fan let out a long breath.

The origin of this move was indeed rare.

Mu Fan initially wanted to give up, but the bizarre story and particularly the last three words “Keying thod” piqued his interest.

This was the only move he had seen so far nad after a control panel technique.

The requirent simply stated an APM of 240…

That was probably referring to Soglier’s thirteen-fingered state.

For a regular person to trigger thirteen key positions with ten fingers at once, that APM was beyond ordinary calculation.

“Black, map out the route for C89 area.”

“Don’t tell you’re picking this ssed-up thing. This is a move that even the library database doesn’t have a proper demonstration video for.”

“I’ll take a look first,” Mu Fan replied noncommittally.

“Humans and their curiosity, I just can’t understand it. Fine, go ahead, there is an auxiliary reader in C89 area, you can use it to resize paper files, rember to touch it with your wristwatch,” Black sighed first, then urged impatiently.

“What are you so excited about?” Mu Fan asked, puzzled.

“Have I, the great one, beco excited? Have I? That’s just the thirst for knowledge and curiosity!” Black explained excitedly.

Truly an intelligent life that’s both cunning and tsundere, clearly eager to see, yet pretending to be indifferent…

Mu Fan really couldn’t be bothered to point out Black’s trickery and simply followed the route to Area C89.

Bidding the technological world farewell once again, he stepped into that return to nature.

Looking up at the tall bookshelves, Mu Fan stepped onto a floating board on the ground.

“It’s on the 17th shelf from the left, the 32nd book.”

Guided by Black, the floating board lifted Mu Fan to that spot.

30, 31, 32—this was the one.

Mu Fan pulled out a notebook with a black leather cover.

Then he gently controlled the floating board to descend and pulled out a reader assistant from the convenient reading pile next to him.

Extending the folded tal, Mu Fan pulled open the thin reading fra and then placed the notebook on it.

Each page, enveloped in yellowed plastic sealant, beca clear in front of Mu Fan’s eyes after the reader screen’s color correction and detail restoration.

At the sa ti, Mu Fan’s left hand rested on top, naturally syncing this information into Black’s view.

Flipping through page by page, Mu Fan saw neat notes recorded in the Federation’s common script.

And when he turned to the third page, hand-drawn control panel key positions began to appear.

The dense markings made Mu Fan feel dizzy just looking at them.

However, Black seed to relish these complexities. For Black, any task needing only ti wasn’t complex at all.

Simplifying complexity was, after all, an artificial intelligence’s primary job.

“About the Key Order, it’s the keying thod I’ve been trying since I enrolled. I didn’t want to waste three fingers, even if viewed as an anomaly by my own people. I wanted to carve out my own path, which is why I ca to Ding Chuan to study! Fortunately, I finally succeeded!”

“I’m thankful the academy nad it after . The basic training for the Key Order entails, requiring thirteen fingers to simultaneously trigger key travel, taking a 178-key Control Panel as an example…”

What followed was a string of numbers and letter combinations. As Mu Fan continued to flip through, he discovered that the notes were entirely composed of these alphanuric code forms.

“No wonder it wasn’t logged; simply putting this in would be incomprehensible to anyone. Look at this text; it even emphasizes that this is a unique control panel key operation thod they developed. Since I don’t know what it feels like to have twelve fingers, I haven’t optimized it for twelve-finger suitability,”

Mu Fan muttered to himself with a curl of his lips.

But as he was about to flip to the next page, Black’s voice suddenly rang out, “Mu Fan, wait!”

Mu Fan’s fingers stopped abruptly, and he asked with confusion, “What’s wrong?”

Black spoke hurriedly: “You read in the electronic section earlier that Soglier’s Conjecture is known as an impossible keying thod because normal people can’t sustain the muscle strain required for such finger stretching speed.”

“Right,” Mu Fan said, puzzled.

“That’s the official stance. If we look at the content you were just flipping through, even a machine would face the sa issue.”

“So, what are you trying to say?”

“I’m saying that I, your venerable self, have really… discovered so incredible secrets. I need your help to confirm a few things!” excitent seeped through Black’s voice, struggling to contain itself.

“What do you an?”

“Check the surroundings—are there other people? I’ve fixed the cara angles for you; they can’t capture what you’re viewing.”

“There’s no one around.”

Mu Fan assuredly announced, scanning the area.

“Then watch carefully now, rember to identify the area I mark after activating ORC recognition, and keep your wristwatch close to the device.”

Once Mu Fan’s left hand steadied, a miraculous scene began to unfold.

The scanned images, which had flipped through page by page, started again from the first page, then switched at a constant frequency.

With each image, Black activated ORC recognition, listing letters and numbers from fixed positions on each page, then arranging them in a certain sequence.

The pages turned one by one, the lines of text aligning.

To Mu Fan, it was as if he was reading a Heavenly Book; he was completely lost.

“Mu Fan, there’s an issue with this passage. It seems to be the unique script of the Autopu Clan. What you’re seeing overlaps entirely with that of the Federation script. That ans these characters are both in the common script of the Federation and the Autopu Clan…”

“Keep flipping,” Black instructed.

As commanded, Mu Fan turned the half-flipped notebook once more. The old pages rustled, individual words and ORC-recognized letters from the scanned images were highlighted.

Black continued: “So, what you’re witnessing now can be understood in two ways! It’s what’s seen on the surface and… what he truly intended to convey. If not for my previous network data entries on Autopu Clan culture, this hidden sequence could never have been uncovered.”

After ten more seconds, when Mu Fan reached the last page, Black’s voice arose, filled with incredulity:

“My God!”

“He’s actually carrying on his race’s heritage in another form.”