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Chapter 637 of 754

Chapter 637: Kemon falling from the sky

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Kemon slept very deeply. When he woke up, there was a nutritionist by his

side. When Kemon woke up, he made breakfast as quickly as possible. When Kemon

finished washing, a bowl of hot porridge was brought to his mouth. .

"Did the chips come out?" Kemeng just started drinking hot porridge when he

saw his director coming.

Tape out is to manufacture standardized chips through various process steps

like an assembly line.

"Still doing it, not so fast."

The director's smiling face was as brilliant as a chrysanthemum. Seeing Kemeng

was like seeing a walking academic bull with light in his eyes.

"That's it, um." Kemeng stopped talking and didn't elaborate.

This thing really depends on Jinlizhou, at least for now, it must be made by

Jinlizhou.

Chip manufacturing technology is no longer a secret, especially after the

emergence of special items, many chip manufacturing secrets have been dug up,

including the technology of lithography machines.

However, Kemun not only provided knowledge of materials science more than two

months ago, but also pointed out the scientific and technological knowledge

attached to nuclear fusion technology.

Among them, the breakthrough knowledge required for chip manufacturing is also

in Kemunkep's list.

Until now, the Military Research Institute at Jinlizhou still has not digested

the knowledge that Kemeng published more than two months ago.

"As early as a year ago, our institute secretly successfully mass-produced

carbon-based quantum chips, and there is absolutely no problem with tape-out."

The director thought Kemeng was worried about their manufacturing level and

said eagerly.

This time the tape-out production used a precision of one nanometer, and

Jinlizhou can have such a high precision, naturally, it cannot do without the

help of special items.

Kemeng stayed up day and night, worked 24 hours a day for more than ten days,

doing work equivalent to 1.5 months for others.

At the same time, Kemeng directly copied the chip design of Orange Star,

saving several months or even decades of iterative design time, so Kemeng is

not worried that mature commercial-grade chips will not be used.

Next, just wait for the institute to tape out production.

"I'll go out first."

Kemeng left the Institute of Quantum Computing, went back to the Whale City

Investigation Bureau and went around, met with old acquaintances, chatted for

two hours, and then returned to his home.

Kemeng took out the door at home, returned to the wasteland cultivation area,

and entered the Wasteland Research Institute all the way. The brain-computer

interface has been made, and then various miscellaneous components.

"Master Kemen, what we designed is still missing the most critical part. Which

kind of chip is used? Did we design it before?" the alien asked.

"No need." Kemeng shook his head.

After checking the brain-computer interface they made, the spirituality was

scanned at will, and the length, height, width, density, and quality of the

material all appeared in the brain.

As long as there is any flaw, it will not escape Kemun's spiritual scan.

"There is no defective product, very good, you are very careful." Kemeng said

with satisfaction.

"In fact, there are defective products, but we have screened them out. The

brain-computer interface on your hand is a fine product that we have

selected." The director of Wasteland is a human, but his body has been

modified, and his right arm is connected to a mechanical prosthesis. Looks

like a reformer.

Kemeng looked at these long needles. It must be painful for the needle to

penetrate into the brain, but he is not an ordinary person and does not feel

pain.

This is a needle-type brain-computer interface inserted into the brain, which

can recognize Kemeng’s brain waves and output corresponding electrical signals

to Kemeng, allowing Kemeng’s brain to make corresponding simulations with the

electrical signals.

The so-called simulation degree on the chip is how efficient the brain

simulation is.

As for the safer brain-computer interface, Kemeng hasn't studied it. Now it

focuses on speed, first do simple things, and then wait for the game, and then

consider whether to upgrade when there is free time.

After returning to his home from the wasteland cultivation area, Kemeng’s

mobile phone received the network signal and instantly updated dozens of

messages.

Most of them are text messages from the Bureau of Investigation, which are the

pursuit of the Shadow Stream elders.

The Investigation Bureau is no longer the weak and small investigation bureau

before. With Kemun's zero-level items, they can already fight the Shadow

Stream elders.

However, the other Shadow Stream elders were very human, and they quickly

moved their positions after realizing the danger, and there were not many

people in the Bureau of Investigation who could catch Shadow Stream elders,

only one, so they gave the other elders time to escape.

Kemeng once again felt the will of Blue Star, and through communication, he

knew the positions of Elder Shadow Stream in Blue Star.

"Elder Shadow Stream... just have time, so let's arrest them together." Kemeng

murmured.

"Huh? An elder is actually taking off." Ke Meng closed his eyes and raised his

eyebrows.

For the entire Blue Star, a black spot lifted into the air, and the trajectory

was not a direct flight, but an oblique rise into the sky.

"This black spot, this speed, um... the rocket." Kemun opened his eyes.

The elders of Shadow Stream noticed something, and felt that Blue Star was no

longer a safe place, and actually took off with a rocket.

"The astronaut was invaded." Kemeng received a reply from Blue Star Will.

Kemeng immediately sent the news to the Bureau of Investigation, and asked

them to prepare the projectiles for interception, then took out the

teleporting stone and smashed it suddenly.

Buzz.

The void engulfed Kemeng, and the void bubbles enveloped him to fly in a

certain void direction.

There is no specific direction in the void, and it is infinitely wide. Kemeng

looked at the void, and various thoughts emerged.

He heard a lot of sounds that shouldn't be heard in his head, but Kemon

quickly blocked those sounds from the void, and he just didn't listen.

When the bubble was burst, Kemeng had returned to the Bureau of Investigation

and quickly went downstairs to take out a flying object from the Bureau of

Investigation.

"The side effect of this flying robe is to absorb vitality. This is the fruit

that increases vitality and various liquids. They are all placed in the

storage items." The staff hurriedly told Kemeng a ring and how to open it.

Kemeng didn't say much, then crushed a large teleportation stone, left the

investigation bureau, and smuggled into the space station on the Blue Star in

the void.

After getting to the space station, Kemeng then used the spirit to communicate

with the Blue Star's will, and after finding the opponent's real-time

location, he left the space station as quickly as possible.

Putting on the flying robe, Kemeng immediately felt the strong suction power.

The vitality was forced to be extracted, but the resistance was blocked. UU

read www. The flying robe of uukanshu.com cannot draw vitality.

Because the life force cannot be drawn, the flying robe cannot generate

thrust. Kemun can only control the output power of the resistance force,

allowing the robe to extract a certain amount of life force.

With a swish, Kemon gained a forward thrust.

There was no flame sprayed from his back, and no matter was ejected to propel

him to fly. In this way, he obtained a forward thrust, and the thrust can be

controlled by spiritual direction.

The more vitality output, the greater the thrust.

The body quickly broke through several times the speed of sound and plunged

below.

Although outer space is vacuum, not everything is vacuum. For example, there

is a thin atmosphere above the blue star.

The surface of Kemeng’s skin was too fast, and the substance hit the skin and

rubbed it to produce red temperature.

Kemeng wore a robe, like a shooting star falling from space, rushing to the

crocodile island.