On the open field, a group of players curiously watched the experint team at the experintal site.
Yoshida Saki had already changed out of her hospital gown, and besides the custom tactical outfit, she had a small radio-like device on her back, connected not only to the neural connector at the back of her neck but also to a small terminal on her right arm.
Following Anne's instructions, Yoshida Saki selected a connection to [X-1], and a peculiar sensation arose; clearly, her eyes were still on her own body, yet two images surfaced in her mind.
Anne asked, "What do you see?"
"I... I see myself, and you."
The sensation was strange, as if she were seeing herself through another cara, and Yoshida Saki felt she could control much more, far beyond a single optical device.
"You can try starting the machine now..."
Anne's voice carried a trace of tension and excitent.
Unlike the morally oblivious experintal environnt at Zeta Technology, the experints conducted here caused her no psychological pressure and did not cross any moral boundaries. Besides, it was filled with a sense of accomplishnt, like completing sothing truly remarkable.
"Start... How should I do it?"
Yoshida Saki hesitated, knowing not everything that happened in Dog Town was unbeknownst to her.
"You just need to think, and the digital neural domain will issue corresponding commands in real-ti based on your thoughts."
"Think..."
Just as Yoshida Saki attempted to concentrate, the Hellhound robot unexpectedly began moving on its own.
"Eh?"
The audio equipnt of the Hellhound emitted Yoshida Saki's own panicked voice, and its six chanical legs began to move erratically, struggling even to stand steadily.
Too fast.
Yoshida Saki felt it was incredibly fast.
The Hellhound felt like an external extension of her arm, fully under her control, without any discomfort.
This was almost unimaginable in previous brain-controlled chanical experints.
The device readings on the side amazed Anne as well.
This wasn't due to any extra talent of Yoshida Saki; theoretically, anyone can achieve this level after undergoing similar brain modification.
But in Anne's eyes, this was a divine transformation.
It's essential to understand the fundantal difference from the human brain array designed by Zeta Technology.
Zeta Technology's human brain array sealed off the main consciousness, and within the opened digital neural domains, programs were written to control equipnt like assembly lines and robots.
Devoid of interference from the main consciousness, the human brain array wouldn't develop a second personality or awaken artificial intelligence.
However, machines controlled by the human brain array lost their flexibility, unable to deviate from predetermined programs.
Like assembly line work, any system bug could lead to a catastrophic avalanche.
As more Hellhounds were awakened by Yoshida Saki, many players expressed amazent.
Tutu exclaid, "Damn... this new profession is aweso! If your level is high enough, you could form an army on your own and clear instances solo."
He began daydreaming about sweeping the world with his ragtag army.
Why bother swapping brains on site when you can control multiple bodies simultaneously to fight?
Maybe next ti, he could play a trick with his own head in front of Adam's Hamr.
A generation shaped by its version.
He decided to switch professions in the next version!
Even Hell Divers, sent by the Truth Departnt to gather information on upcoming version content, couldn't help but rave.
"Biochemical Stan is right! I'm telling you, Biochemical Stan is right! I'm joining Biochemical Stan in the next version!"
Besides the raving, fantasizing players, a small group was considering the future role and defects of the new profession in upcoming versions.
Like the fragile nature of hacker players and the susceptibility of combat players to brain death from hacker companies, this chanic profession surely had its flaws.
Wildman, who had been observing, couldn't resist approaching Anne in the experintal area.
With his lieutenant rank and dal, he had more privileges than ordinary players.
"Um..."
Anne turned upon hearing the voice, finding it was the Horizon rcenary, and didn't say anything. Following Lin Miao's guidance, everything they did was transparent, with no need to conceal from their own people.
Except on rare occasions.
Wildman: "I have a question, may I ask?"
"Go ahead."
Anne had no aversion to rcenaries, as her life was saved by them.
Besides, these things were intended for players, and from design to maturity, feedback from frontline personnel was indispensable.
"I want to know if these remotely controlled robots would be paralyzed when facing high-powered jamrs."
"..."
Anne's forehead started to sweat; she hadn't considered this issue.
"Yes."
Remote-controlled electronic chanical devices are most concerned about encountering signal jamrs, especially military equipnt, without anti-jamming asures, facing electronic warfare, when the jamr is activated, your machines are reduced to being idle.
"I suggest preparing several signal transmission channels to prevent being affected by signal jamrs, preferably pairing control equipnt with physical fiber optics for direct control..."
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