The Creators: From Night City

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The other large areas of exposed body skin are not the common nano-skin, but a material similar to the chitinous shell of a cyberpunk world. Although it is flesh-colored, it has a very obvious plastic feel.

A veil-shaped mask covered the other person's entire face below the eyes, revealing only two light blue eyes that were staring intently at Jiang Bing.

She stared at him for a long time but couldn't find anything wrong with him, so she put away the long-handled single-edged spear she was holding.

"Go in, the prophet is already waiting."

As Jiang Bing walked past her, she added, "I'll keep an eye on you. Don't cause any trouble."

Jiang Bing's response was a kind and harmless smile.

Jiang, a man who only knew how to resolve conflicts, never fought or became violent, was the kindest and most virtuous person.

This is something that everyone can see.

Chapter 643 Prophet Olko

The prophet Olco possesses all the classic physical attributes of a prophet.

This includes, but is not limited to, being old, having a thick beard, being surrounded by books and other symbols of knowledge, and speaking slowly with a tone that is very much like a riddle teller.

"You've arrived?"

Compared to the destruction and chaos of Chillon Street, the interior of the Audience Hall where Olco was located was relatively clean and bright, with steel and glass forming a sci-fi style hall the size of a football field.

The prophet Olco sat in the very center of the hall, with a large tree behind him and some green plants around him, making him look quite presentable.

“Prophet, the person you sought has been brought,” Mann reported.

"Sabur, it's a pleasure to meet you." Olko raised his withered head and, with the help of the mechanical device behind him, slowly and laboriously cast his cloudy gaze at Jiang Bing.

"I am Orco, the prophet of Chion." He slowly turned the pages of the paper book in front of him with his other rudimentary mechanical arm, but this was just a disguise. The various tubes connected to his brain and spine were his true means of obtaining information.

"To be honest, your appearance is quite unexpected." Jiang Bing looked the other person up and down, his gaze moving down the abdomen full of tubes and life support machinery, as if trying to penetrate the nano-coat draped over the other person's body and reach the underground facility beneath the other person's buttocks.

"Looks like I'm sorry to disappoint you, my new friend." Olco spoke slowly, but he didn't get impatient at all when Jiang Bing teased him. Instead, he joked back calmly.

“I have been watching you ever since you entered Chion. From the feedback of other residents, I have also learned that you possess profound engineering knowledge.” Olco frankly admitted to his real-time surveillance of Chion.

"I need your help."

"What kind of help?"

"The Tower of Memory has recently encountered some problems, but the system's designer and maintainer are temporarily unable to leave due to some personal matters. However, if the malfunction is left unattended, this ship of hope, which carries the memories of all those who have passed away in Xion, may be in danger of capsizing."

"What about the payment?" Jiang Bing asked bluntly, without even trying to find out how bad things were going.

“You’re strange, Sabur. Your words and actions, and your unusual temperament, always remind me of a friend from many years ago,” Olko said, reminiscing like an old man.

"I know you are pursuing knowledge, which is a good thing."

Olco tapped his withered right fingers, and the mechanical arm behind him began to operate, drawing and writing continuously on the paper books in front of him.

"If you can repair the Tower of Memory, I can give you the location of a small recording hall as a reward. Although it is damaged, since you are pursuing knowledge, you will naturally understand its value."

"Records Hall, Archives of Civilization?"

"That's right. Before the final battle broke out, the 'Mother Domain' built a record hall under each city and each large matrix to preserve human technology and civilization data. It contained a large amount of knowledge known to humankind and was the last memorandum of human civilization."

Jiang Bing thought of what Su had said before.

'The Mother Realm was born from humanity's largest database; she is the embodiment of human knowledge and will.'

However, with the mother's domain flourishing and recording halls being built everywhere, the purpose doesn't seem so simple.

But this was irrelevant to Jiang Bing. He only wanted knowledge. Whether the knowledge was good or bad, whether it was poisonous, whether it was useful, or whether it was locked were things he would consider later.

"make a deal"

Jiang Bing readily agreed, fearing the other party might change their mind.

“Mann, take this friend with you,” Olco instructed.

So the two simply bid farewell to the prophet and continued on from the other side of the audience chamber.

The fact that hope Yong's underground was a huge matrix was also not unexpected by Jiang Bing.

Although it is unknown which matrix it is, only these massive underground bunkers built before the war could possibly support the 'shelter' needs of the city of Chion.

What's this place?

A door and a two-meter-thick alloy wall could not block Jiang Bing's 'gaze' at all. He followed behind Mann, but his eyes were not honest.

Cradle Mann was a man of few words: “Our destination is not here. Don’t go the wrong way.”

Inside a vast space, more than 20,000 capsules were densely packed on the surrounding walls. All of them were the former inhabitants of Xion, who chose to hibernate in these capsules to conserve resources (mainly energy) and thus reduce the energy consumption of their bodies' batteries.

To Jiang Bing, this scene was no different from a mouse seeing a rice jar.

However, for the sake of the record hall that he was about to acquire, he chose to endure it for the time being.

The Tower of Memory is located at the deepest part of Shyon.

This is mainly because the best conditions for storing important data are deep underground where the geology is stable and radiation shielding is extremely strong, or simply on a separate near-Earth orbit space station.

Although the name Tower of Memory sounds unusual and its function is similar to a cyber 'cemetery', it still cannot change the fact that it is essentially a super-massive storage device.

To put it simply, this thing is just a super-large USB flash drive.

As its name suggests, the Tower of Memory is a huge, long, futuristic, and sacred spire.

Its exterior is covered with a smooth, almost absolutely reflective special alloy armor plate, and countless flashing indicator lights adorn it like a dazzling night sky reflecting the stars of the universe.

The tower has no windows or openings, only numerous energy patterns that occasionally flow with a faint light.

The entire underground space was extremely quiet due to the need to conserve energy, with only the very low hum of the basic force field maintenance system constantly echoing in the underground space to ensure the safety of the tower.

The surrounding air was cold and pure, filled with an inexplicable tranquility.

Looking at the building, which was over ten meters tall, Mann's sharp aura softened involuntarily, as if he were afraid of disturbing the spirits within.

"May your memory live on forever," he said, uttering a slogan that made Jiang Bingzhi frown.

A clumsy, square-shaped drone flew down from the top of the tower, landed in front of Mann, and reported on the current status of the 'Tower of Memory'.

"Report from maintenance unit RODN-7: Administrator, emergency notice, priority: Omega. Repeat, Omega-level event."

"I've already got someone to fix it. Explain the cause of the accident to the person behind me again." Mann had obviously been here before, but he was never interested in these technical matters, so he could only urge the drone repairman to report the details to Jiang Bing again.

Chapter 644 Tower of Memory

"Received!" Repair Unit RODN-7, somewhat dim-wittedly, turned and flew to the location where the tower was gazing upwards at the 'Tower of Memory'.

He continued broadcasting in a flat, electronic voice in front of Jiang Bing.

“问题根源定位： 地下深处，坐标点G-447与数日前收到有剧烈‘地动’扰动。冲击波传导致塔基的支撑架J9-Lambda部件受损？ 关键磁环#7-J9发生位移。磁场在热点坐标 [03x-47y-11z]受损，冷却液管道松动，循环效率下降22%。温度目前为0.015K。”

The words, which seemed like gibberish, made Mann unconsciously scratch his dreadlocks; the feeling of being dominated by knowledge, a feeling that was once again present in a mediocre student, washed over him.

Jiang Bing listened with great interest.

He not only listened, but he also started doing it.

"Whoever designed this device and thought of using a superconducting environment to maintain the crystal array in suspension, while simultaneously establishing an ultra-precise isolation field, is quite skilled."

Cyber, the old Chinese medicine doctor, once again exerted his power. Jiang Bing didn't even need to use the connection detection system; he just touched the problem and roughly figured out the cause of the fault.

"Um~ You've already found the cause? How serious is it?" Mann couldn't understand these cryptic words; he was only interested in the result.

In addition, he deliberately avoided asking who the designer was.

"Simple" Jiang Bing stood in front of the gate of the Tower of Memory.

"According to the drone's report, it is estimated that there was an earthquake a few days ago, which damaged the components of the cooling circulation system that maintains the superconducting environment, but the specific cause still needs to be checked in the equipment's internal logs."

"Now, please open the door and let me see the internal structure," Jiang Bing said, his voice filled with eagerness.

Although Mann sensed something was off about the other party, finding someone to repair the tower's malfunction was his main objective for the day, so he naturally couldn't refuse the other party's request to enter.

“Be careful, I’ll be watching you.” Mann skillfully granted security authorization, opening the tightly sealed tower door and allowing the entire data tower to open to Jiang Bing.

The interior of the tower is undoubtedly the core area of ​​this device, and its shape is very similar to the internal structure of the 'cradle' that Jiang Bing saw on the road.

Countless suspended nanocrystals are tightly arranged in the superconducting force field and spin slightly, occasionally emitting a cold light of dark blue, pale purple or silvery white.

When data is written or read, a specific crystal array will emit brighter, more colorful light in pulses, as if the billions of stars contained within the tower are breathing.

"Artificially synthesizing nano-quantum crystals, that's quite a feat." Jiang Bing was like Jerry seeing cheese, Chen Qingquan seeing his foreign language teacher, or a Chengdu boy seeing a slightly chubby bearded man. He suddenly became very eager, and before Mann could stop him, Jiang Bing had already started working on it.

In Mann's mind, this place was second only to the prophet Olko and the 'Cradle' in importance. Jiang Bing's reckless behavior had already caused his hand to rest on the hilt of the scorching katana at his waist.

However, seeing that the other party only touched him with their hand without making any data connection or taking any further aggressive action, he temporarily stopped.

"Wow, this quantity." The 'craftsman' looked up at the crystals that filled the entire interior space of the Tower of Memory. Countless such arrays were stacked vertically to form honeycomb-like "lattices," and he couldn't help but exclaim, "This quantity is enough for millions of people. This is truly a grand undertaking."

While he was expressing his admiration, a question involuntarily flashed through Jiang Bing's mind.

This 'Tower of Memory' was undoubtedly built after the final battle, but with the resources and technology that Xion currently possesses, it is absolutely impossible to build such a super-technological building.

Leaving aside the advanced technology required, the total amount of nano-elements needed to compose the entire tower would be an astronomical figure.

Moreover, it would be unrealistic to disregard the ultra-high technological level. Compared to these nano-elements, the information storage technology used in this tower is even more terrifying, and can be called another singularity technology.

The internal structure of these crystals had already been largely understood by the "caster" from a higher-dimensional perspective the moment the "craftsman" touched them.

Beneath these honeycomb-like structures, each storage unit is not a simple crystal structure. At a more microscopic scale, it is composed of numerous artificially synthesized, highly complex bio-gene nanomechanical composite structures.

It resembles a miniature double helix "bookshelf" or "scroll," and its design principle is clearly derived from the human helical genome.

The uploader's memory data (including events, emotions, and sensory information) will be extracted from the memory stick, reprogrammed, and then written back.

During data writing, nanorobots precisely fold and modify the protein chains inside the MPC (memory protein complex), or embed or remove specific information molecular markers and perform specialized compression and encapsulation, causing them to undergo specific molecular-level conformational changes and be stored in the crystal.

This is somewhat similar to packaging and compressing a computer file, which not only enhances its integrity and security but also effectively reduces the storage capacity required for the data.

Moreover, the advantage of this packaging method is that the technological level required for decoding is greatly reduced (although it is still cutting-edge technology in the cyberpunk world). All the information can be decoded by scanning the precise three-dimensional structure of the MPC using an ultra-high resolution electromagnetic resonance imaging instrument or a tunneling scanning reading device.

In addition, this storage method has the advantage that if data corruption occurs, visible structural deformation can be detected at the physical level.

Even Jiang Bing was amazed by the person who could research such storage technology; he was definitely a remarkable figure.

This requires researchers to possess not only advanced industrial knowledge in electronics, information programming, and nanotechnology, but also advanced knowledge in human genome mapping, biology, and even genetics, in order to come up with the idea of ​​combining the two to create this brilliant technology.

Of course, this could also be the result of a whole team's research, but it is still a remarkable achievement worthy of praise.

Just how advanced is this technology?

To put it simply, 1 gram of MPC can store approximately 215 PB (2.15 million GB) of data, equivalent to the capacity of hundreds of thousands of high-performance hard drives in the cyberpunk world.

Human DNA molecules are only 2 nanometers in diameter, and their double helix structure is naturally suited for high-density arrangement to store information.

The MPC technology, which surpasses its predecessor, is undoubtedly more efficient.

The manufacturing difficulty of these items is clearly beyond the capabilities of a struggling company like Chion. It would be more feasible for a company like the 'Mother Domain' or the Els Corporation at its peak before the final battle to produce them.

Chapter 645 Matrix No. 11

"Mann, who designed this tower?" Jiang Bing had touched it enough and returned to the main control panel to check the system's main control log, pretending to investigate the cause.

"Does this have anything to do with the repair work?" the Cyber ​​Warrior asked coldly.

"no"

"Then why are you asking him?"

"curious"

"Curiosity killed the cat."

"Curiosity is still an important factor driving human progress."

"Hmph, no comment."

Ultimately, the short-tongued Mann ended the question-and-answer session with a cold refusal.

However, the clever technician Jiang had already taken advantage of the argument to secretly infiltrate a large amount of golden flames into the main control panel.

Don't get me wrong, he didn't intend to piss off the tower (although he had the thought). The main reason he did this was because he needed to bypass the system security check and secretly obtain administrator privileges.

Ultimately, he found an account in the system maintenance logs that appeared to be the creator of the tower.

This person is the maintainer of this Tower of Memory, and also one of only two people with administrator privileges.