When Zhang Qi handed over the data module, Taylor hesitated for a moment before inserting it into the neural interface at the back of his neck.
Countless ghostly blue data streams surged like floodwaters bursting through a dam, instantly washing away everything in his field of vision.
Complex structural diagrams, unimaginable energy formulas, unheard-of material parameters—
"OMG! Zhang, what the hell is this?"
The moment he saw the contents, Taylor yanked the neural cable from his neck in fright.
"Are you trying to blow up the Earth?"
Taylor's voice tightened, as though something had seized him by the throat.
"This—it isn't an independent device at all. It's an amplification unit! An energy amplifier!"
Taylor spoke as fast as a Gatling gun. "The Hephaestus Furnace is already the limit of what we can imagine. Its energy output is enough to wipe the entire Northern Atlantic Federation off the map!
But what you're trying to do now is turn gunpowder into a hydrogen bomb! We have absolutely no use for energy on that scale!"
The blood had drained entirely from Taylor's usually elegant, composed face. He was as pale as if he had seen a ghost.
He clutched the tiny metal data module in his hand as though it were not a storage chip, but a condensed supernova.
It was not that he was making a fuss over nothing. This was simply too shocking—
Just as the experts he had consulted before had said, the device currently under construction was not a high-energy particle collider at all.
And now, the mystery had been solved. According to the materials Zhang Qi had provided, the second phase of the project would combine these devices together, ultimately creating something called the Plasma Spark Tower.
According to the parameters in the data, this thing could instantly