[1850 GTs bonus]
"I've done a bunch of tests on this system already. Just in the first day I realized that you could share information you were seeing with someone else…"
Sylas nodded, that was true. He had been able to share his screen with Cassarae. As for the mechanism? He had no idea. He was only able to do it after she showed him hers first; it was only then he knew that that was even possible.
"…I was able to see my husband's and my youngest's, but I didn't really understand how the data transfer was working. All things considered, it seemed like the system was projecting right from my brain, so I thought, 'why limit it?'
"I tried transferring the data onto my laptop with my… intention, or will, I guess, and it worked just the same way.
"If I'm correct, you don't need to waste your time typing, just will it and it will probably happen.
"As for whether the supercomputer can actually analyze it or not, that's a different matter entirely."
Sylas' gaze flickered. This was, indeed, a game changer. He suddenly felt that he made the right decision speaking to her about this. In fact, the professor looked even more excited to try than he did.
All this time, she had only been able to test out the simple stat screen, but she had nothing else. After the first few minutes, it was already boring.
But this…
"Come on, hurry up. Let's try it."
Professor Fembroise rushed Sylas to the computer, but suddenly remembering something, she rushed out and locked the outside door before coming back into the office once again.
The door had only been kept open out of convenience, but it seemed that she couldn't take anything for granted in this world. Caution had to be the name of the game from now on.
She logged onto her computer and into the terminal.
Sylas just sat back and let her work, but it didn't take more than a few seconds for her to point.
"Let's start with something simple. I have no way of knowing if the amount of data in the genome could overload the computer or not, so we'll try for the most low-stakes option."
On the screen, there was an open notepad app. Though his expression didn't change, Sylas felt that this matter was a bit amusing. What if he had gone through all this trouble just for the Gene Sequence to be something even a normal computer could analyze?
It seemed there was only one way to find out.
He did as the professor said and tapped into [One Kind For Me] before willing the Gene Sequence to paste itself into the notepad app.
This time, it wasn't just the professor who lit up, but Sylas as well. He was a bit skeptical at first, but the moment he did so, a long string of letters began to appear one after another, but the app soon crashed.
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