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Chapter 681 Temporary Enlightenment Technique
Chapter 681 Temporary Enlightenment Technique
In the laboratory, a row of shuttles are neatly arranged on the worktable.
Jemin picked up the last modified shuttle and placed it into the scanning chamber of the detection equipment.
The hatch closed, and a pale blue scanning beam slowly descended from the top, like a comb tracing the shuttle inch by inch from its outer shell to its core.
The data on the control panel started to fluctuate.
Soon, a green light appeared on the panel next to it, indicating that all aspects of the shuttle had passed the test and perfectly matched Jemin's original idea.
Jemin placed each shuttle into the testing equipment one by one and verified them.
All eight patrol vehicles passed the test, with the core indicators deviating by no more than 0.5%.
This consistency in biochemical modification projects indicates that his current modification plan is stable at the underlying architecture, rather than relying on the accidental adaptation of a single individual.
After turning off the testing equipment, Jemin gathered the eight shuttles into a transparent incubation box.
The silver-gray, cannonball-shaped creature lay quietly at the bottom of the box, its rune rings on its tail now uniformly dark gold, gleaming subtly under the light.
Now that the results have met expectations, the next step is simply to begin mass production.
The basic template for the shuttle has been determined, and the incubation pool only needs to copy it according to the template.
With the current automated factory capacity of the Purgatory Sulfur Plane, the first batch of 500 units can be mass-produced and deployed within three months, and the scale can be expanded exponentially thereafter.
Jemin closed the incubation box and turned to hand it to the black giant priest beside him.
"This is the original sample of the modified Shuttle. It will be handed over to the incubation pool manager for production expansion according to standard procedures. The first batch will consist of 500 units, which will then be sent to the testing ground for batch verification."
The black giant priest accepted the incubation box with both hands, his chest slightly open: "Yes, master. Should we set a priority?"
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"Top priority," Jemin said. "The Shuttle comes first in the production schedule of all military factories. Other aspects of production will have to take a backseat for now; we need to set up the reconnaissance network first."
The black giant priest bowed to accept the order and turned to walk towards the laboratory door.
After making these arrangements, Jemin glanced around the laboratory.
Scattered on the workbench were various rune engraving knives, elemental resonance calibrators, several test crystals that had run out of energy—and even a complete set of miniature jigs for disassembly.
In the corner were several sets of spare rune plates that had been replaced by the detector and several sets of old version of the shuttle shell clips that had been removed.
After several days of renovation and testing, the laboratory was not particularly messy, but it was not exactly tidy either.
"Perfect—we can give it a try."
Thinking this, Jemin raised his right hand and snapped his fingers.
The crisp sound echoed through the laboratory.
In an instant, the entire laboratory seemed to be infused with some kind of restless life.
First, there was the rune carving knife closest to him.
Suddenly, a round eye opened on the silver hilt of the knife, then a second, and a third.
The three eyes blinked twice, and two soft bulges appeared at the end of the knife handle, which in the blink of an eye stretched into two slender silver legs.
It used its two legs to support itself, stood up wobbly on the table, and looked at Jemin with all three eyes. Then, with a "whoosh," it jumped off the workbench and ran towards the toolbox with small, quick steps.
The rune scanner followed closely behind, its square metal casing bulging out from each side. The bulges quickly elongated and took shape, becoming two slender metal legs.
Three toes extend from the ends of the legs, making a crisp "ding-ding" sound as they tap on the table.
It shook its body, like someone who has just woken up stretching.
Then two small hands of the same material extended from the top of the machine body, supporting the table and helping it to stand up from a lying position.
The three incubator controllers completed their transformations almost simultaneously.
They were cylindrical devices with arms and legs that were much thicker than scanners, and their climbing movements had a clumsy and reckless feel to them.
The machine on the far right used too much force and crashed into the sample rack next to it with a "bang," causing several empty petri dishes to roll down and spin on the table.
It paused for a moment, then quickly withdrew its hands and feet, trying to pretend that nothing had happened.
The energy spectrum analyzer is the fastest operating.
Its small body sprouts four slender mechanical legs, and like a metal spider, it flips over several pieces of equipment, nimbly jumps to the ground, and takes small steps toward the equipment cabinet in the corner.
The cabinet door was already open; the inside was its designated space.
But it stopped halfway there.
Then he turned around and ran in the opposite direction.
Jemin frowned slightly.
Almost simultaneously, even greater chaos erupted.
The equipment that had been wobbling and standing firm on the table just moments before seemed to suddenly realize the existence of "freedom" and began to scatter and flee in unison.
The rune scanner strode toward the edge of the workbench on its metal legs, but tripped over a culture tank controller halfway there, flipping over and kicking wildly in the air.
The controller that tripped it wasn't much better; it stepped into the petri dish and couldn't pull itself out, so it could only hop around on one foot.
The test tubes on the sample rack were the most active. They were originally lined up neatly on the rack, but after they grew arms and legs, they jumped down with a "whoosh" like a flock of birds startled from a tree, rolling all over the ground.
Looking at the scene before him, Jemin felt a throbbing in his temple.
Then he sensed movement beside him and looked at the three test tubes next to him.
Those were the high-purity crystal test tubes he had previously used to hold samples of the strange creature's tissue; each one was twenty centimeters long.
At this moment, they not only grew slender arms and legs, but also formed a triangular formation on the table: two on the outside and one in the middle.
The two outer test tubes waved their hair-thin arms, pointing at the one in the middle, while the middle test tube kept spinning, stopping from time to time, pointing at them with its thin fingers and gesturing something.
—They are having a meeting.
After figuring out what those test tubes were for, Jemin's lips twitched.
He stared at the three test tubes for almost two minutes, but still showed no intention of returning them to the test tube rack.
The test tube rack was less than half a meter to their left, within easy reach.
"It seems there's still a lot of room for improvement in this move," Jemin muttered to himself, a hint of helplessness in his voice.
He originally intended for the equipment to move on its own and tidy itself up.
It has indeed started moving.
The problem is that their own ideas are clearly far from his expectation of "self-returning to their rightful place".
The energy spectrum analyzer had moved to the other end of the lab and was trying to get behind a bunch of spare rune substrates.
Several test tubes rolled to the edge of the sink, one of which almost fell in. It was pulled back by its companion in a flurry of activity, and then they continued to run around aimlessly.
Many large instruments have already found their proper place.
Although the incubator controllers stumbled along, they were generally heading in the right direction, and two out of the three had already returned to the equipment cabinet.
After struggling for a while, the rune scanner finally turned over and was moving towards its charging dock.
But small items like test tubes, petri dishes, sample tweezers, and pipettes had no intention of being put back in their original places.
They even started playing.
After the meeting, the three test tubes were lined up and rolled from one end of the table to the other, as if they were having a race to see who could roll the fastest.
A pipette used itself as a slingshot, flicking a small wad of cotton all over the place.
The two petri dishes stood face to face, pushing and shoving each other with their newly grown little hands, as if they were engaged in some kind of primitive wrestling match.
Jemin sighed.
When he was studying the strange creatures in the strange dimension, he noticed another characteristic of the strange: under the right conditions, even inanimate objects can gain life.
In the bizarre world, given the right conditions, even ordinary inanimate objects can suddenly acquire their own will.
This feature intrigued him.
Because the spiritual energy he possesses also has similar abilities.
High-level cultivators can use spiritual energy to transform inanimate objects, endowing them with spirituality and even complete intelligence.
Many famous swords and magical treasures in the cultivation world originated from this.
However, spiritual initiation has a major drawback: it requires extremely high precision in spiritual energy manipulation and a massive investment of spiritual energy.
The cost of enhancing an item is often higher than forging a better one.
Therefore, it has always been a double-edged sword in terms of practicality.
Even though the Starfall Wizard later used this characteristic to develop the Spirit Awakening Technique, the drawback of high cost remained unchanged.
The mechanism behind the bizarre characteristics is completely different.
It does not require a large injection of external energy; instead, it rewrites the interface between the target and the rules of the world, allowing the target to "manifest itself."
Learn to "come alive".
Low consumption, low barrier to entry, and replicable.
Both mechanisms have their advantages, and each has its drawbacks when used alone.
While in the bizarre world, Jemin had already begun to research the corresponding technology, but the inherent problems with the rules within the bizarre world itself remained.
If you cross a certain line, it will create something truly bizarre.
Therefore, it was only after returning that Jemin truly began to prepare to integrate these two technologies. His research in the strange world and the perceptual leap brought about by the Dao Integration Realm allowed him to finally complete the integration plan.
He named it "Temporary Enlightenment," which could temporarily grant consciousness and the ability to act to various things.
The experimental equipment scattered all over the place is the first large-scale practical application of the temporary incantation technique.
The effect is indeed quite good.
The success rate of spiritual activation is 100%, the ability to act is fully granted, the duration is stable, and there are no individual cases of information structure collapse or premature failure.
Just in terms of "tidying up" —
It doesn't seem to be very useful.
Jemin crossed his arms and looked at a test tube as he tried to climb back to the sample rack, but he chose the wrong direction and climbed further and further away from the rack.
The other test tube next to it was clearly more directional, but its target wasn't the shelf at all; it was the ornamental bioluminescent moss in the corner—it was trying to plant itself inside.
They lack a sense of direction, common sense, and judgment.
"The intelligence bestowed is too little." Jemin stroked his chin, noting down the first area for improvement in his mind.
The Wizarding World also has similar technologies; puppetry, manipulation, and even high-level animism can bring high objects to life.
But the underlying logic of those technologies is that wizards use their self-cherished spiritual power to manipulate the movement of matter. Matter itself has no will; it is merely a puppet pulled by threads.
Temporary initiation is different. Although the things it activates may look similar to puppetry in appearance, these initiated things truly have the idea of self-cherishing—even if these ideas are inexplicably wanting to have a meeting with the test tubes next to them.
The problem lies here: those who receive enlightenment may have a sense of self-worth, but these thoughts may not align with Jemin's expectations.
These inspired beings are like newborn animals, possessing instincts but unsure how to channel them, resulting in them running around the room in disarray.
He casually grabbed a test tube that was lying on the table next to him.
The test tube struggled in his hand for a moment, and then—
Start hitting him.
Its two newly grown little hands were only as long as matchsticks, and the little fists at the top were no bigger than a grain of rice.
But it hit very hard, one blow after another, alternating between left and right, the dense blows landing on Jemin's hand, making a sound like raindrops hitting glass.
Jemin looked down at it.
Faced with the threat of this "giant", the test tube paused for a moment.
Then—it didn't stop, but instead punched even harder, its little fists leaving afterimages.
"The loyalty of creatures during enlightenment also needs improvement," Jemin thought to himself expressionlessly.
The consciousness granted by the temporary initiation spell in the Eastern stage is completely independent. In this test tube "eye", Jemin is an obstacle that prevents it from running freely and needs to be driven away.
He unleashed his mental power while contemplating.
A massive surge of mental energy erupted, precisely enveloping and locking onto every tiny object that was running around in the laboratory.
The mental force gently but irresistibly lifted them from every corner, suspending them in mid-air.
Some of the little creatures were still struggling, their limbs flailing in the air, but they were held firmly by the mental force and could not move.
The large equipment was mostly positioned near the correct location, only the energy spectrum analyzer still needed orientation correction.
It had somehow crawled into the gap at the bottom of the sample refrigerator, but was gently pulled out by Jieming's mental power. He shook off the dust that was clinging to his body and put it back into the equipment cabinet.
Jemin controlled his mental energy, transforming it into a beard, and precisely grasped each tool, categorizing them by size and frequency of use.
All storage spaces were put back in their proper places.
The positional deviation of large instruments is finely adjusted with mental power, the rune plates are reinserted into the storage rack according to their numbers, and the clamps are uniformly hung back on the magnetic strips on the wall.
The whole process took only a few seconds, and the laboratory was clean and tidy again.
Besides, he was also holding that test tube in his hand.
Jemin walked toward the wall and the cleaning machine.
The cleaner is a metal device about half the height of a person, with a round socket on top, specifically used for cleaning and sterilizing laboratory test tubes.
The effects of the enchantment hadn't faded yet on the cleaner's casing; it stood quietly, supporting itself on its four short, self-reliant legs.
It was probably one of the few that didn't run around. From the beginning, it stayed in one place, just stretching out its feet to stand firm and cherish itself.
Jemin walked up to it and reached out to push the test tube into the socket.
The washer suddenly raised a metal hand that had extended from the side and steadily blocked the socket.
Jemin paused for a moment.
He changed his angle and peered down from the upper right of the socket.
The cleaner's hand reached out again, blocking it once more.
Insert it horizontally.
block.
Insert it at an angle.
block.
Jemin's eyelid twitched.
He tried to pry open the metal handle of the washer with his other hand, but the seemingly clumsy hand deftly bypassed his pry bar and protected the socket once again.
The cleaner's four short legs took a half step back, and the whole machine tilted slightly backward, as if adopting a defensive posture.
"Don't you want to wash?" Jemin asked.
The cleaner has no vocal organs and cannot speak.
However, the indicator lights on its side flashed a few times, changing from blue in standby mode to orange to indicate rejection.
Jemin looked down at the test tube in his hand, which was still flailing about.
The test tube had given up on hitting his tiger's mouth and was now standing with its hands on its hips—even though it didn't have a waist—looking quite self-righteous.
He glanced at the washer again. The indicator light on the washer continued to flash orange, and the metal hand protecting the connector remained motionless.
Jemin straightened up, his expression complex.
"————We also need to add a mechanism that allows for immediate cancellation." He silently added a third area for improvement in his mind.
An enlightened individual may refuse to perform an act that contradicts their own will, so a mechanism must be added to remove the enlightened state at any time.
Just then, there was a gentle knock on the laboratory door.
"Come in," Jemin said without turning his head, maintaining the mental binding effect.
A black giant priest stood respectfully at the doorway.
"Master," he bowed slightly, his voice steady, "the world fragments you ordered have arrived. The caravan is awaiting delivery at the supply receiving station. The goods have passed preliminary scanning and testing, confirming that the energy frequency matches the order. They are at the Haohao supply receiving station, awaiting your personal inspection—"
Upon hearing this, Jemin's brows relaxed.
World Fragments—this was something he had ordered before going into seclusion.
This thing is extremely rare. It is a fragment that survived the collapse of a plane under special conditions, but it retains the complete world beam structure inside.
According to the trading platform, such goods usually take hundreds or even thousands of years to become available.
Three hundred years of waiting is quite a long time on this time scale.
He immediately turned to look outside the door. In the corridor outside the laboratory, several black giants were still on patrol duty according to their usual schedule.
"You guys," Jemin said, pointing to the black giant outside the door, "keep an eye on this lab. Don't let a single thing escape before I get back. Have the people outside seal all the exits, and seal the ventilation ducts too."
The giant black figures in the corridor immediately stood at attention, their chests raised and simultaneously uttering a deep, resonant reply: "Servant."
Jemin casually shoved the still-struggling test tube into the hands of the black giant priest who had come to deliver the message, and then strode out of the laboratory.
The black giant priest instinctively stood up and held the test tube in both hands.
The test tube fell into the black giant priest's palm and bounced up immediately. He clenched his fists and began to pound his fingers.
A fist the size of a matchstick struck the skin covered in black liquid metal, producing a sound similar to raindrops hitting rocks.
The black giant priest looked down at the test tube in his palm and scratched his head blankly.
Taking advantage of the moment he scratched his head, the test tube flipped over and jumped off his palm, running up his arm and hitting his forearm as it went.
The black giant priest came to his senses and carefully pinched the "waist" of the test tube with one hand, not letting go no matter how it bared its teeth and claws.
With his other hand, he rapidly clicked on the control panel, activating the sealing array outside the laboratory.
A pale blue energy barrier extended from all around the door frame, sealing off all entrances and exits to the entire laboratory.
After doing all this and arranging for his kin to keep an eye on the laboratory, he picked up the test tube that was still relentlessly attacking his thumb and chased after the direction where Jemin had left.
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