After studying it for a while, Chu Guang finally figured out what the pillar-like terminal in front of him was for.
Simply put, it was the gateway through which players projected their consciousness into this world.
It was equivalent to the "Wasteland OL" server.
The three thousand usable gene sequences stored inside could be understood as three thousand "game activation codes."
After players logged into the game, a mirror image of their consciousness was cached on this "server." As for the cultivation pods, aside from providing players with information services, they were more like information nodes.
The helmet, the player's real-world body, the server, the cultivation pod, and the clone together formed a "field," linked by an invisible "string."
The medium transmitting information was not electromagnetic waves or light signals. Perhaps even the method of information transmission itself was some technology Chu Guang did not understand.
And that was why cutting power to a cultivation pod disconnected a player, and why each consciousness could only control one clone.
Of course, this was merely Chu Guang's speculation.
The first-generation Administrator had never explained the technical principles behind these devices, nor had he ever explained how he delivered the helmets into the players' hands.
"Three thousand game 'activation codes'... There should be a way to unlock more, right? There can't be only this little stuff on the whole server." Sliding his index finger across the touchscreen, Chu Guang muttered thoughtfully to himself.
It was not that he was greedy.
He simply felt that if someone could go to such lengths to deliver helmets to the players and establish such a strong connection between players and their clones, would they really do all that just to release a few thousand gene sequences?
He did not believe it.
With a wave of his hand,