vncnus Chapter 200 Xenophobia, the Beginning of Turmoil
Chapter 200 Xenophobia, the Beginning of Turmoil
Chapter 200 Xenophobia, the Beginning of Turmoil
Then, Xuan Ziwen suddenly pounced on another notebook and repeated the previous action.
As the water droplets, which were clearly becoming more stagnant, gradually dripped down, a bright light shone in Xuan Ziwen's eyes.
"Pixels? Frame rate?"
Chewing on these two unfamiliar words, Xuan Ziwen's body trembled more and more.
"I get it! I get it! All we needed to do was restrict the photography array! So... this is what our eyes actually see!"
Xuan Ziwen rushed to the experimental table, took out a piece of rare metal and began to carve.
Huo Yuhao silently activated his mental detection, scanning the process of Xuan Ziwen inscribing the image array.
As can be seen, when Xuan Ziwen was carving the photography array, he consciously made his right hand shake rhythmically, which clearly made the core array he was carving unqualified.
However, Huo Yuhao and Xuan Ziwen knew that being substandard was exactly what they were pursuing. Only in this way would the clarity of the images captured by the inscribed photographic array decrease, resulting in image distortion.
However, only by maintaining the "error" of the photographic array in a regular manner, as Hsuan Tzu-wen does, can the clarity of the image be reduced while ensuring that the recorded footage is not fragmented.
It can be said that it is more difficult to depict a qualified "unqualified" product than to depict a more perfect qualified product.
As for the frame rate, once the photography array is activated, it will take pictures at the highest power, which cannot be changed.
But Xuan Ziwen quickly came up with a solution: since the photography array couldn't be adjusted, then let the photography array take pictures when needed!
Xuan Ziwen directly installed a magic circle at the soul power inlet of the photography magic circle, specifically to control the soul power flowing into the photography magic circle, so that the photography magic circle could open and close in an instant.
Huo Yuhao's eyes lit up at the sight.
I've found another magic circle that seems useless at first glance, but is actually quite useful.
Mingde Hall truly lives up to its reputation as the forefront of soul-guided devices, possessing all sorts of bizarre magic arrays that cannot be seen on other continents.
Because of the adjustments made to the photography array, Xuan Ziwen no longer combined the three-in-one image-recording array in a showy way this time. Instead, he carved three core arrays separately and then connected them through the outer shell.
With trembling hands, Xuan Ziwen channeled his soul power into the soul tool in his hand and pointed the "lens" at Huo Yuhao, who then cooperated by performing a set of Tai Chi.
A set of boxing techniques took less than fifteen minutes, but it made Xuan Ziwen's forehead constantly bead with sweat.
Every second, Xuan Ziwen was excited because the storage array was still running, and worried about whether he could hold out until the next second.
Only after Huo Yuhao pressed down with both hands, retracted his fists, and exhaled a slight breath of stale air did Xuan Ziwen tremble as he activated the playback function.
As the image of Huo Yuhao practicing Tai Chi reappeared in Xuan Ziwen's mind, Xuan Ziwen finally breathed a deep sigh of relief.
"It really...worked."
Xuan Ziwen excitedly grabbed Huo Yuhao's shoulders: "Huo Yuhao! You're a genius!"
Xuan Ziwen finally fully acknowledged that Huo Yuhao's idea could bring new vitality to the soul tool.
"Ahem, Teacher Xuan, don't get so worked up..."
Huo Yuhao patted the hand resting on his shoulder with a hint of helplessness.
Xuan Ziwen then took a step back and reluctantly released his grip on Huo Yuhao's shoulder.
"I finally understand that you truly have unique ideas about the world. Do you have any other ideas?"
"Ahem, Teacher Xuan, you should know my conditions. Also, I think the significance of the sealed baby bottle is no less than the idea in my head, and the remote detection soul tool is even more important than you can imagine, Teacher Xuan. These are the things you need to accomplish now."
How did you know...?
Xuan Ziwen was taken aback.
Although he had told Huo Yuhao about the project he was in charge of, he only mentioned the remote detection soul tool, and never mentioned something as important as sealing the milk bottle...
"Ahem... Teacher Xuan, please don't ask any more questions."
Xuan Ziwen sighed and said, "Alright, it seems Mingde Hall isn't so safe after all. A few have been caught before, but I didn't expect there to be more than one..."
Xuan Ziwen naturally assumed that Huo Yuhao learned about it through Shrek's spies planted in Mingde Hall. Thinking about it this way, it seemed that Shrek's decision to send Huo Yuhao to win him over was not a random choice, but rather a premeditated one.
It seems Shrek actually succeeded, damn it!
"Alright, I'll keep the matter of the image-recording array a secret. However, considering the price you paid for my help, your task for the next period of time is to improve the image-recording array. It doesn't have to be carved into a single piece like mine, but it should at least be reduced to the size of two hands, otherwise… hmph!"
Xuan Ziwen also knew that Huo Yuhao had been tinkering with the image-recording array recently, otherwise he wouldn't have come to ask him, and he wanted to put more pressure on Huo Yuhao.
Huo Yuhao, carrying his previous gains, went to his experimental table and began carving.
Even without Xuan Ziwen's mission, Huo Yuhao still planned to optimize the recording soul tool. After all, Huo Yuhao's purpose was to use the recording soul tool to record evidence so that he could blackmail Mingde Hall.
Time flew by as Huo Yuhao was immersed in the soul tool. On the fourth day, Huo Yuhao arrived at the laboratory early in the morning and immediately began cleaning the laboratory.
In fact, even at his own home, Huo Yuhao didn't have the habit of cleaning regularly. Even though Wang Dong paid for it, Huo Yuhao only cleaned every other day.
Huo Yuhao only took on the task of cleaning the laboratory every day in order to create the impression that he was easy to bully.
He had only cleaned half of the lab when the door suddenly rang.
Huo Yuhao understood, and at the same time silently activated the camera on the image-recording soul tool on his chest, which resembled a badge.
Having completed this step, Huo Yuhao turned around and looked at the doorway, where four people walked in together. Among them was the future Imperial War God, Ju Zi.
The first person was a tall, dark-skinned, muscular young man; the second person was a petite-looking young woman; and the third person was a blond, blue-eyed woman.
"Who are you?"
Upon hearing someone ask a question, Huo Yuhao quickly stopped what he was doing and said very politely, "Hello, Senior Sister Ju Zi. These are also senior students, right? Hello, my name is Huo Yuhao, and I'm a new exchange student."
Before he could finish speaking, the petite girl shrieked, "Don't try to get close to me. Who are your seniors? Did we tell you to call them that?"
As she spoke, she walked towards Huo Yuhao, her hands on her hips, giving off a rather menacing air.
Huo Yuhao smiled and said, "Then how should I address you?"
"Well……"
The petite girl paused, her imposing manner faltering. "Let's put that aside for now. Who gave you permission to enter our lab?"
Huo Yuhao said with a smile, "Of course it's Teacher Xuan."
The petite girl snorted, "But we haven't agreed yet. This is our shared place to study, so we need to give our consent no matter what. Come out with me for a moment, I have something to ask you."
As she spoke, she pointed outside the door.
(End of this chapter)