(Resonance Wave 2): Iteration

June 2030, Rocket City, Liang Nation

Daphne Braun's due date was in August. Michael gently placed his hand on her swollen belly and said to Daphne, "In two more months, our son will be born. I can't wait to meet him."

Daphne placed her hand over Michael's and said with a sense of accomplishment, "Actually, I wanted a daughter, but the doctor told me it's a boy. Michael, why don't you name our son?"

Michael thought for a moment and said, "My father's name is Vito. Let's name our son after his grandfather. My name is Michael, my father and son are both named Vito."

Daphne was very pleased with the name, murmuring, "Vito, little Vito, what a great name."

Recently, Daphne had relaxed her dietary management. She could eat and sleep well, and her weight had increased significantly. She was experiencing the joy and happiness of impending motherhood.

As her body grew heavier, she felt her personality and temper had also become gentler. Even when she needed to make rational judgments in her academic work, she couldn't help but add a touch of emotion to her intuition.

However, Daphne understood that some tasks were very serious and couldn't be based on intuition. For example, she was assigned to conduct a risk assessment for Michael's restarted Mars plan.

"Mr. E and my father told me that both of us are privy to Plan T and have signed confidentiality agreements separately. They've asked me to understand and evaluate your plan to terraform Mars using superluminal waves from now on," Daphne said.

Michael Max had been waiting for Daphne to bring up the topic. He had also received a notification from Mr. E that a risk assessment team for Plan T would conduct a comprehensive evaluation of the restarted Mars plan. To his surprise, the evaluator was his girlfriend, Daphne Braun.

Michael chuckled, "They aren't even trying to avoid suspicion. They actually assigned my dearest Daphne to evaluate my plan."

Daphne removed Michael's hand from her belly and said with a serious expression, "Do you think I'll blur the lines between personal and professional? Besides, my boyfriend is doing world-changing things. Where would a little girl like me have room for favoritism?"

Michael told Daphne that he also believed the risk assessment was extremely necessary. Terraforming Mars using Nikola Tesla's Superluminal Wave Theory to turn it into a second Earth would bring obvious benefits to humanity. However, they had to proceed with caution and ensure everything was foolproof, as humanity only had one Solar System to survive in.

Michael's company had already established relevant departments to continuously assess the feasibility and corresponding risks of each technology.

Of course, independent evaluation reports from external experts carried more authority. Michael assured Daphne that he and his company would cooperate fully with her independent assessment without reservation.

"Michael, did VESSEL participate in your internal assessment?" Daphne asked curiously.

"It did. VESSEL is my external brain, and it is indeed very powerful. Its power is based on data analysis and learned experience. However, when it comes to terraforming Mars, especially the nature of superluminal waves, we humans lack both data and experience," Michael said with a hint of helplessness.

"Even so, with your brilliant mind and VESSEL's support, your thinking power would significantly increase. Have you tried it?" Daphne asked.

Michael had indeed tried it before. With VESSEL's enhancement, Michael had only come up with a few more technical solutions than the company's business team. For example, using local materials on the Martian surface to manufacture support structures for the Superlight Wave Power Station out of ceramics.

As for the amount of energy and the rate at which it needed to be injected into Mars to restart its magnetic field, VESSEL provided a safety range that was too broad and imprecise to be of much reference value.

Michael's genius lay in his ability to find solutions when faced with difficulties. Since VESSEL wasn't performing well, the first step was to upgrade and iterate VESSEL itself.

"I've upgraded VESSEL. I used 100,000 GPUs, which not only accelerated its computation speed but also allowed for a deeper connection with my brain. We can try it now," Michael said. "I also added a real-time reading function to VESSEL. When we're thinking, you can see the converted text synchronized on the screen."

Michael sat in his chair, put on a specially designed helmet, and established a connection with the newly upgraded VESSEL. Daphne, meanwhile, sat beside the screen, reading the text converted from brainwaves as if watching a live broadcast.

Was it feasible to build a 180,000-kilometer-high Superlight Wave Power Station on Mars? The answer was yes.

What was the safe range of power required to inject energy into Mars's core and restart its magnetic field? An astronomical figure appeared on the screen. Daphne quickly calculated it, involuntarily marveling at the immense power of superluminal waves.

Within the safe range, could it be ensured that Mars would be safe and not explode? The screen in front of Daphne froze, the cursor blinking in place, with no new text output.

Michael raised his right hand and waved it twice, disconnecting the link. He took off his helmet and shook his head, looking uncomfortable. He steadied himself and said to Daphne, "It's still not working. When I was thinking, I felt my own brain was too dominant. In other words, VESSEL extracted too little consciousness from my brain. It seems we'll have to wait for Irene to help us."

A few days later, Irene met Michael and Daphne, bringing her latest developed biological agent and a mysterious guest. Irene's main research area was human carbohydrate metabolism.

She discovered that targeted small-molecule biological agents not only effectively treated diabetes but also had a very significant stimulating effect on the brain's nerves.

Irene extracted small molecules composed of a dozen amino acids from the milk of female humpback whales and added active substances extracted from the plump grains of ancient wild corn from Mexico to create a safe neurostimulant.

It was considered safe because the agent was not addictive and therefore not a narcotic.

Furthermore, Irene specifically visited Bharat's grandmother, Vanita, believing the elder to be reasonable. Whether Bharat should have transfused blood to Prince Harufa had been a difficult decision, but thankfully, it was in the past. Irene felt that the purpose of requesting Bharat's blood transfusion this time was different.

What remained deeply etched in Irene's memory was Grandma Vanita's clear and peaceful sense of right and wrong. Indeed, in Vanita's view, the Primal Blood flowing in her grandson Bharat's veins could not be used for trade. However, if it could contribute to scientific research and benefit humanity, then it was acceptable.

Irene pushed the shy Bharat forward in front of Michael, smiling and saying to him, "This is your idol, Michael Max."

Bharat was so excited he didn't know what to say, his face turning red with suppressed emotion. Michael and Daphne chatted with Bharat warmly and friendly, easing the awkward atmosphere. Irene got straight to the point.

"Michael, you both have type A blood. Bharat has agreed to donate blood to you. With my biological agent, I'm really looking forward to a better fusion between you and VESSEL."

Irene administered an appropriate dose of the biological agent to Michael and guided Michael and Bharat to sit in two chairs with very large reclining angles.

A nurse secured the blood collection syringe in the vein of Bharat's left arm. Through a pressure device, another needle was inserted into the vein of Michael's left arm.

Michael took a deep breath, pulled down the eye mask on his helmet with his right hand, and switched on the connection to VESSEL. Daphne noticed that when Michael and VESSEL pondered the same questions as before, their speed had significantly increased. The results of their thoughts instantly filled the screen in text form. The question that had frozen last time reappeared on the screen.

Within the safe range, could it be ensured that Mars would be safe and not explode?

There was an answer!

It wasn't one hundred percent safe. Even within the safe range, the probability of Mars exploding was one in a million. In Daphne's opinion, even the slightest risk was unacceptable!

Daphne noticed that Michael's thoughts seemed to shift, and the following text appeared on the screen:

"As my VESSEL and external brain, what percentage of my consciousness can you extract from my brain? Or rather, with the boost from biological agents and Primal Blood, how much thinking power can you add to my brain?"

"Only 3% of the neurons in your brain can be accessed, and I can only extract 2% of that 3%."

"That's far too little. We've already maximized our computational speed, using biological agents and even Primal Blood. Is there any other way to further increase the proportion of my uploaded consciousness?"

Michael hoped to find a way to avoid the one-in-a-million risk of explosion, but clearly, the current VESSEL still couldn't provide an answer.

The cursor flickered on the screen, and Daphne's heart tightened. Was it stuck again?

After a few seconds, she saw the text below:

"The underlying architecture of existing computers is not advanced enough. Logical judgment does not match the natural habits of the human brain."

"Underlying architecture, is that a hardware or software issue?" Michael pressed.

"Neither. It's a problem with the number system," VESSEL replied.

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Chapter-Collecting Sentences:

Skillful and clumsy, without intent, compete in speed and delay, Qing, Hongli

Clearly, creation secretly supports. Ming, Wang Zhen

Changqiu's vast calculations and dry support, Song, Hu Su

Transformed to the point of ruin, the land is unaware. Qing, Xu Fang