Warlord

Number of Words: 5092Update Time: 2013-01-07 19: 51: 00

Eternal Night City, in the dark core room that wasn’t big, but was the most important room. Dr. Shona was staring straight ahead at the screen, his fingers playing like a piano on the myriad keys of light on the Omega operating platform of his brain. Every time Dr. Shaw’s hand brushed the light bar, a ring of light rippled out like a ripple in the water. However, the appearance of each ripple reflected the change of a certain set of functions on the hologram. The change of each set of functions would cause the floating ball of light in the center to release some other information.

There was not much information, but it was enough to inspire some of the Doctor’s thoughts and ideas.

Dr. Shona had been working without sleep for three days, and apart from the occasional meal and convenience, he was almost glued to the operating platform at Ormisga. He was very excited now, and as he typed in the commands, something critical was slowly emerging.

The so-called “something” was actually the intuition of a doctor. Perhaps it would be a shocking secret when it actually appeared, or perhaps it would just be an ordinary event, who knew?

Every second Dr. Shona’s brain was working at a high speed. Although he was not an esper, his processing ability was no less than that of an ordinary intellectual brain. But even someone with the ability to do so would not be able to perform high-intensity data operations for 72 hours in a row like Dr Shaw. Dr. Shona, of course, couldn’t stand it either, so he had used up nine of the special potions in a small refrigerator in the corner of the room to stimulate the hormones in his kidneys and provide Dr. Shona with work energy.

On average, over the course of a day, Dr. Shona used three of them. This was no longer something that an ordinary person could bear, so Dr. Shaw’s already pale face was suffused with an unnatural flush.

When Dr. Shaw ignored it and entered the last command. The data ball on the hologram suddenly split apart. Those tightly wrapped data beams were now like a Star Ring revolving around a star, revolving non-stop around a bright ball of light in the middle.

The most intense mass of light was the core of the entire data ball. It was also the ultimate secret of the gene of the disorderly. However, this core was protected by hundreds of codes. Even if they used Ormigar to do the All-Sky Marquis’s calculations, it would at least be a thousand years before they could completely decipher it, if no miracle happened.