The shimring sparks of energy danced between the magic symbols, surging magic power distributed from the power spine to each magic-powered engine. Accompanied by the loud sound of a whistle, on the experintal platform that stretches hundreds of ters, a train made up of four sets of powered carriages and nurous complex linkage chanisms, control systems, and power systems began to move forward slowly.
On the observation tower a hundred ters away from the platform, Rebecca and the technicians focused intently on every detail of the massive, complex, and precise chanical beast, watching every turn of the wheel and listening to every roar coming from within the body of the train.
The train traveled several dozen ters when a mid-section powered carriage suddenly reduced its output as planned.
According to the design, the linkage chanisms at the front and rear of the carriage would imdiately respond, with the offset rune trigger reallocating the power supply from all powered carriages and releasing the wheel axle transmission of the faulty carriage to prevent it from disrupting the balance of the entire train or even damaging the chanical structure of the linkage device.
However, a particularly loud noise ca from the connector between the second and third powered carriages. Accompanying this noise, a bright arcane fla suddenly burst forth from the magic obelisk atop the carriage, imdiately followed by the power spine connected to the magic obelisk bursting into flas—the uncontainable magical power instantly erupted between all the rune triggers, engulfing the two powered carriages entirely in flas almost instantly.
The fireball created by the explosion rose into the sky above the experintal platform and slowly condensed into the word "embarrassnt."
In this virtual test field, where costs and consequences are mostly not considered, this small special effect serves as an effective warning and spur for the project participants.
Countless bright, illusory lines trembled and wandered across the platform; the carriages destroyed by the explosion and the fireball hung suspended in mid-air, revealing clearly decomposed structures, while in the distance on the observation tower, Rebecca scratched her head.
"Oh dear," said the Marchioness with a face of cold sweat, "thank goodness we’re conducting the experints here..."
Beside her, Kal also voiced with resignation: "If this were reality... Lady Heidi would definitely go mad."
Rebecca pursed her lips, not daring to imagine the scene of her aunt going mad and hanging her up for a beating. She waved her hand: "Let’s check the cause."
The upper layer of the observation tower imdiately detached from the tower body, carrying all the technicians to the now-suspended experintal wreckage.
In this experintal space ford by virtual reality, everything becos particularly convenient.
The two project leaders, accompanied by a group of technicians, began analyzing the cause of the failure. They observed carefully, calculated ticulously, hypothesized, explored, verified, debated... For the birth of sothing new, human wisdom was concentrated together, not based on strength and status but simply on "knowledge and truth," the entire team started bustling about.
On the periphery of the crowd, Daniel, who participated in the "Cecil Style Scientific Research" team for the first ti, looked sowhat bewildered at the scene before him.
This was his first involvent in team activities since becoming a follower of the "Wanderers from Outer Realm," yet the atmosphere and form of this team activity were completely different from what he had imagined.
He had imagined it would be a gloomy and oppressive group or perhaps a stringent and ruthless organization—most secret organizations were like that. He had also imagined the work atmosphere would be tense, mysterious, and filled with forbidden and heterodox knowledge—those involved in evil cults were mostly like this. But he had never thought the true atmosphere here would be like this.
These people seed to be simply pursuing new knowledge and exploring technical possibilities. In this "Mystics Doctrine" established by the Wanderers from Outer Realm, people’s motivation to pursue truth was unexpectedly simpler and purer than even that of the brilliant Royal Mage Association.
Having spent his entire youth and middle age in the Royal Mage Association and another decade in the Eternal Sleepers cult life, Daniel was not accustod to such a "pure" atmosphere or rather, no mage or scholar from this world, this era, would be accustod to this unprecedented atmosphere. Still, watching these people argue heatedly over a technical problem and celebrate joyously over several calculation results, Daniel felt not even a shred of resistance.
He even couldn’t help but recall his youthful days, thinking of the ti when he first ca into contact with the mysteries of magic—in his sowhat faded old mories, only that period seed to retain a trace of warmth and color.
The unknown domain and the process of seeking knowledge are the most captivating.
Beside the experintal stage, Rebecca pulled a twisted and deford tal part close to her eyes, shaking her head: "The chanical structure of the linkage device has flaws, it’s too complex, lowering reliability..."
Saying this, she suddenly noticed Daniel standing not far away; she waved: "Master Daniel, what do you think?"
Daniel awoke from his brief contemplation; hearing Rebecca’s call, he walked over while saying, "No need to call Master, just call Daniel."
This girl nad Rebecca, although young, was one of the original envoys of the Wanderers from Outer Realm, and also a bloodline descendant of the current vessel used by the Wanderers. Though the reason was unclear, the master obviously treated her as a true descendant, protecting and cherishing her. Knowing this, Daniel naturally remained courteous in front of Rebecca.
Apart from Rebecca, the ancient Arcanist nad Kal was likewise extraordinary, having survived for a thousand years, an ancient powerhouse, Master Mage of the Gondor Empire, who even used divine power to transform himself—equally not to be underestimated.
Compared to such people, Daniel himself, as a powerful mage from the Royal Mage Association, was hardly significant—even if he had taught a legendary powerhouse, so what? Do the Wanderers from Outer Realm lack legendary power?
Rebecca, with her simple mind, could not fathom what the old mage before her was lanting about. She simply asked the other party’s opinion: "Daniel, what do you think is wrong with the Magic Train’s idea?"
Daniel glanced at the magic-conducting construct filled with an incredibly complex and unbelievable chanical structure, shook his head with a bitter smile: "To be honest, I still haven’t fully figured out its principles... I can only help you construct the virtual environnt."
Daniel was an expert in the fields of dream spells and virtual reality. Here, he was serving as an advisor to assist Kal and Rebecca in building the laboratory environnt, but when it ca to magical chanic constructs... although he knew a bit, his expertise was obviously not comparable to Rebecca’s.
Rebecca didn’t really expect to get any answers from Daniel either, she just shook her head: "Both approaches seem quite difficult to proceed..."
"After distributing the power, the overload and interference issues of the high-power engine were indeed resolved, but the chanical complexity and control difficulty increased by several tis," Kal said in a low tone, "To ensure multiple power cars can run synchronously, synchronize control, and to ensure the entire system can automatically balance if so cars malfunction and shield faulty segnts... With current technology and materials, we can’t make reliable control chanisms."
One of the technicians couldn’t help but say: "After all, the train chassis is limited, we have very little space to work with..."
"On one hand, we can’t build a large power group, on the other, the chanical structure is complex and unreliable," Rebecca again scratched her hair—her hair was already a tangled ss, "Perhaps we should reorganize all the paraters..."
Daniel silently observed this scene in front of him, although he was new to this project and didn’t understand all the secrets of the Magic Train, he could very well understand Rebecca’s distress—
In a project, the calculated data may no problem, but applying it to reality always brings errors and unexpected situations, this is almost an inevitable issue whenever a technological product moves from paper to reality, his Non-Implantable Neural Link research was stuck in this phase for over half of the last decade.
He raised his head again, seriously observing that complex-structured and huge magical chanized construct.
This is truly an incredible thing, an incredible idea.
Before coming into contact with the knowledge of the Wanderers from Outer Realm, he never imagined that magical power could be applied in this way, never thought that when ordinary people participate in the extraordinary field, the entire society’s operation would undergo such dramatic change.
Every descent of the Wanderer from Outer Realm has its mission, either to create, destroy, conquer the world or save it.
Then this descent... is it to build a world propelled forward by magic guide technology?
I’d really love to see what Cecil, where magic machinery is already widespread, looks like...
"Daniel? Daniel?" Rebecca noticed that the old mage suddenly started daydreaming with his head up, couldn’t help but curiously ask, "Master Daniel what are you thinking about?"
Daniel snapped out of his montary daze, blinked and looked at the chanical train that has beco overly cumberso and complex through several modifications, suddenly he said casually: "Does the Magic Train’s power have to be placed on the train?"
"Where else would you place the power if not on the train?" Rebecca said as if it were obvious, "Not on the train, power... wait, you’re saying, the train’s power doesn’t have to be on the train?!"
"Ah, I was just asking casually," Daniel hurriedly said, "Because I don’t understand its architecture..."
"No no no, listen to whoever has a reasonable idea," Rebecca interrupted Daniel, "You just said not placing the power on the train... could it be placed on the track?"
Listen to whoever has a reasonable idea...
It’s the first ti in decades that Daniel heard such words.
This saying is exceptionally reasonable.
"I don’t understand the architecture of the Magic Train, but as an ’outsider’, I know the purpose of building a train is to transport a large amount of cargo from one place to another," Daniel said while pondering, "Whether the power is placed on the train or on the track, as long as this purpose is achieved—based on what I see now, the train has a massive amount of chanical structures already severely exceeding what its body can accommodate, forcefully squeezing those things inside will only sacrifice reliability, and if the power isn’t placed on the train... we have many spells that can push a movable entity externally... like installing repulsion chanisms or traction spells on the track."
Rebecca and Kal looked at each other, and in each other’s eyes, they saw a hint of brightening light.
Kal’s was slightly brighter.
"Power can be placed on the track, this idea never occurred to us, really never occurred..." Kal’s tone carried a hint of excitent, "But if the power is on the track, can the train still control its forward and backward movents and brake on the train? Rely on the Magic Obelisk for remote control? Or... let all control be handed over to the track’s operator?"
"... The latter is not safe, the train itself must have a way to control power, at least have a way to brake, since in the future it will transport people, no one would dare sit in a tal can that is pushed to run on the track and can’t stop itself when sothing goes wrong," Rebecca said while thinking, "... Perhaps we could disassemble the power structure? Or... ah, I have an idea!!"
She suddenly raised her head, looking at the mage technicians around her who were showing expressions of contemplation.
"Everyone, let’s get busy—Let’s try again!"
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