Ye Mo's hand was still on the control panel, the Vibranium fragment burning against his palm. He didn't move, nor did he call for help. The signal from before was still there, like an invisible thread, one end tied to the fragment, the other plunging into some unknown dimension.
He stared at the data stream flashing in the lower right corner of the main screen for three seconds, then suddenly raised his hand and tapped "Archive".
The Quantum Sensing test report was automatically stored in the core database, numbered 00147-TEST-QG. As soon as the system displayed a completion notification, he casually opened the access management interface and changed the report's access level to "visible to all."
This isn't sharing; it's a test.
He knew how much those research groups loved to hoard their work. Physicists would encrypt even their formula drafts three times, and biology groups would disconnect from the internet when taking experimental notes. Everyone there was smart, and smart people together are prone to acting independently.
But the base cannot do that.
He pressed Enter, initiating a system-wide synchronization request.
[Multiple data streams detected. Should we activate the intelligent classification protocol?]
A notification sounded in my brain, as calm as usual.
"Yes."
Less than ten seconds after the command was issued, a progress bar began to appear on the left screen. The first database accessed was the energy model library of the Wisdom Response Team, followed by the device logs of the Neural Engineering team, and then the resonance parameter table updated by the Quantum Physics team at 3 a. m. yesterday.
No one refused.
Perhaps Tony had given them a heads-up beforehand, or perhaps they realized that a person who shuts himself away to invent things wouldn't last long in a place like this.
Data was poured in one by one, and the system began to automatically tag, categorize, and index it. He didn't sit idle; he switched to the personnel module and brought up all the member files.
There are seventeen new Mutants with a wide variety of abilities. There is a Siberia woman who can freeze things, codenamed " Frostmark "; a Canada young man whose skin can turn into rock; and a Mexico mother who can lower the surrounding temperature by thirty degrees without harming anyone.
Their training records were a mess, like a market ledger. Some people wrote the date but omitted the time, while others only recorded the result without writing the process. Even more outrageous was the psychological assessment section, which was left blank for half of them.
Ye Mo frowned and directly used the basic data scanned by Telepathy to complete the data. It wasn't to spy on his thoughts, but simply to extract the emotional fluctuation curves and stress response patterns that the system had already recorded, in order to generate a collaborative potential map.
A network diagram slowly appears on the screen, with nodes representing names and the thickness of the lines indicating compatibility.
A bold red line appeared between " Frostmark " and the rock-skinned guy.
" High-Speed Regeneration + low-temperature environment adaptation = reconnaissance team in extremely cold regions." The system automatically labeled this.
He nodded and dragged the combination into the naming list. He added a note, "It is recommended to equip it with an anti-freeze communication device, to be implemented by the technical team within three days."
The human resources aspect has been streamlined.
Next are the supplies.
The third to seventh basement levels were originally managed separately. The third level housed weapon parts, the fourth level stockpiled medical kits, the fifth level piled up building materials, the sixth level locked up several old drones, and the seventh level even contained the wreckage of two abandoned armored vehicles.
Each call requires running to five different locations; by the time you gather all the necessary items, the enemy will have already finished their mission and the job is done.
He directly accessed the warehouse network and assigned a unique code to everything. The screw was 0001-METAL, the first aid spray was 0023-MED, and even the half-empty bottle of coffee in the corner was scanned into the system.
Once AI-powered logistics scheduling was activated, the entire underground warehouse began to move. Transport robots slid out from concealed hatches and shuttled back and forth along preset routes. When a camera detected an abnormal temperature in a certain area, a robotic arm immediately went to inspect the wiring.
He tested the emergency response.
Enter "East District pipeline rupture, need sealant, protective clothing, and lighting" into the virtual sandbox. The system will provide the optimal solution within five seconds: the nearest supply point is located on the fifth floor, area B, and the transport robot will deliver it in one minute and three seconds.
It's almost two minutes faster than before.
Those two minutes are enough to save a life.
Finally, there's technological integration.
He opened the scientific research collaboration platform and found that next to the Vibranium Resonance cavity scheme submitted by the Wisdom Response Team, there was still a completely blank page. No one had left a message, no one had offered suggestions, and there wasn't even a like.
This is a typical "You don't understand my expertise, and I won't touch your field" situation.
He created a new section below the plan and named it "Linkage Suggestion Bar".
The first point, written by himself, states. " Quantum Sensing can monitor energy flow in real time. It is recommended to connect it to the resonant cavity operating system for anti-theft and fault early warning."
After posting that, he found the Mutants ability amplification device that the biological neural network group was researching, dragged in the Vibranium Resonance principle, and made a related recommendation.
After doing all that, he clicked "Publish".
System notification: [Three researchers have viewed and marked this as interesting].
Good, at least some people have started watching.
He leaned back in his chair, his fingers tapping unconsciously on the table.
Now we have the people, the tools, and the technology is gradually becoming available. Although it's not perfect yet, at least it's no longer a jigsaw puzzle with pieces scattered everywhere.
Just then, a green box suddenly popped up on the central screen.
[Resource integration completed, Gene Spiral Tower's overall strength enhanced.]
He blinked.
This is the first time the system has issued a notification due to external actions rather than an upgrade in personal skills.
Let's look at the various indicators:
Personnel response speed +40%
Material dispatch efficiency increased by 65%.
Scientific research collaboration index exceeds threshold
Numbers don't lie.
He glanced down at the Vibranium shard in his hand. The temperature was still high, and the vibration frequency hadn't changed, but the oppressive feeling was gone. Before, it felt like being watched; now it felt more like... the other party was waiting for his next move.
He wasn't in a hurry.
He defended what needed to be defended, and established what needed to be established. Now it's his turn to take control of the situation.
He opened the internal communications panel, preparing to send a notification to several team leaders, saying that the new task assignment system would go live tonight.
The screen flickered as soon as my finger touched the keyboard.
It's neither an alarm nor a message notification.
It's a line of text floating at the top of the main interface, with a grayish color, like a temporarily inserted log entry.
[Enhanced cross-dimensional signal activity detected; current stability 98.6%; enhanced monitoring frequency band coverage recommended.]
He stopped what he was doing.
That last sentence wasn't from a system notification.
It came to him out of his own head.
It's like... the system learned to speak.