Savien's face lit up with delight when he heard Benjamin's words.
But to Benjamin, that expression seemed a little strange. It did not look like the joy of hearing someone admired him; it looked more like—he had spotted some useful cheap labor?
Sure enough, Savien decisively got straight to the point. "You know something about my research? That's wonderful! I've run into a problem recently."
"The technique you provided can indeed stabilize the spatial environment within an area to an almost absolutely static state. But some experiments do not require absolute stability; they require a dynamic balance between stability and change."
He raised a hand, his fingertips lightly sweeping through the air. Though there were clearly no mental-force or elemental fluctuations, faint rings of spatial ripples spread outward.
"Many experiments need space not to descend into chaos, but many also require it not to become dead. The current Self-Stabilizing Field Regulation Protocol is stable enough, but it leaves no room for adjustment. To put it plainly, it is too stable, making high-precision fine-tuning impossible—"
As Savien spoke, his brows drew together slightly. "I tried several modification schemes before, but none were very satisfactory. Since you are the creator of the Self-Stabilizing Field Regulation Protocol, I wanted to hear your opinion."
Benjamin felt rather helpless. He knew his earlier perception had been right—Savien had indeed directly treated him as labor.
However, judging from Savien's emotions, the man was not trying to freeload off his technology or harboring some other scheme. He really was a research fanatic immersed in technology.
Benjamin did not particularly dislike people like that.
However—
"This problem—I truly did not consider it at the time." Benjamin fell into thought.
After all, the Self-Stabilizing Field Regulation Protocol had originally been designed to pursue ultimate stability within a sealed region