Chapter 917： The day of grid connection (2/2)

Herty suddenly opened her eyes. She also waited a long time for this news, especially recently, as the expected acceptance date was approaching, her expectations were also increasing. As one of the people who watched the development of magic technology, she was particularly aware of the empire. What does it mean to be connected to the magic net in the whole world-after staying for less than a second, she showed an extremely happy expression: "Great! We finally wait until this day!"

"How is the preparation?" Gao Wen asked quickly.

"The preparation work for all departments was completed the day before yesterday, and most of the staff are now on standby. We have been waiting for the news from the north," Hetty said immediately. "If you enter the grid preparation process from now on, it will be about four hours later. The first main hub can be officially launched-starting from the hub of Shilin City. "

"Then go," Gao Wen nodded to Hetty. "The next few hours will be a major event."

This is definitely a big event, and he is very sure of it in his heart-just like the start of the first magic net prototype, like the civil war of Ansu, just like the establishment of the empire, what will happen in the next few hours will Enough to leave a mark on the times, he can now foresee that this matter will be printed on the textbooks and test papers of the students in the future, history, politics, and even magic. The kind of technology class you have to learn.

Liberal arts must be taught, and science must be compulsory.

Thinking of this, Gao Wen couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth, showing a strange expression.

The ancestor suddenly showed a strange smile, and the prince of the empire was a little confused, but soon Hetty put the doubt in his mind behind him-such a happy moment, the ancestor must have been ups and downs and the smile was more complicated. It is also reasonable.

She explained to herself in this way, and turned to leave Gao Wen's study. She came to the corridor, looked at the neat magic crystal lamps on both sides of the corridor, exhaled gently, then lowered her head and put her hands on her chest to start a short prayer that had not been done for a long time: "Goddess of Magic Milmina ... Would you like to witness everything ... "

Prayers did not get any reply, but they could feel the faint attention and psychological response-as expected and reasonable.

...

Imperial College, a brand new classroom, senior students of the Magic Department are sitting neatly behind the desk, listening to the new "Neural Network Concept Course" this semester.

Elivine, wearing a magical uniform, was looking at the direction of the podium intently, and beside him, a big boy with short brown hair and a few freckles on his face was writing down his head.

"Stoom," Elivine couldn't help but gently touch his newly-acquainted classmate, reminding in a low voice, "Don't just take notes--the teacher is talking about key theoretical knowledge."

The big boy named Strom seemed startled, and the nib left a crooked ink mark on the paper. He looked up and quickly looked at Eleven, and his face appeared a bit nervous and timid: "I ... Okay, okay ... "

Seeing the other party ’s reaction, Eleven wanted to say a few words, but the next second a thunderous version of the sound suddenly came from the direction of the podium: "No conversation in the classroom! Mr. Eleven Franklin!"

This big voice rolled through the classroom like a storm, and all the students were shocked at the moment, and Eleven Franklin was sweating out: even if he was the son of the Duke, he was facing this big voice It can also be extremely tense. In fact, even in the entire Imperial College, no student is not afraid of this loud voice.

He straightened up immediately, made a gesture that had recognized the error, and carefully glanced at the figure on the podium.

A middle-aged man with short stature and erected hair burst standing there. He floated in the air, with a set of magic net projection crystals at the corresponding position under his feet, making a very slight buzzing sound.

After training the students, Magnum shook his head, turned to look at the schematic diagram he had just outlined in mid-air, and prepared to continue with the next lesson: "Okay, everyone is up and we continue to the next part, How to ensure that multiple brainwave signals will not interfere with each other after being passed into a node at the same time. You all listen carefully, because the pioneers who summarized this part of the knowledge spent ten years to solve this problem, and your lucky guys are now It takes less than half a class! First of all ... "

Magnum's voice was halfway through, and suddenly stopped.

In the short silence, the students inevitably had a little commotion, and Eleven heard someone whispering behind him:

"Why did Mr. Magnum suddenly stop talking?"

"Will Ms. Selena turn off the speaker again ..."

"Hush-Ms. Selena might just watch it in the classroom."

"Quiet !!" Suddenly, Magnan's loud voice burst again, he glared at the class, and then waved his hand. "Okay, today's class seems to end early, there is a task over the neural network, I ’m going to turn my attention to other work, and I ’ll leave the rest of this lesson for the next time. ”

Then he added in a loud voice: "But don't you think about being lazy-I have prepared the test papers for the previous part of the course! A teaching assistant will be sent here in a moment, and the remaining half of the class and I will stay here for the next self-study course! "

As soon as the words fell, Magnum's figure disappeared on the podium, leaving only a bunch of formula symbols and schematics floating in the air, and only a group of students looked at each other in the classroom.