The Entire Mankind is Acting As Me, I Shall Secretly Build a Battleship and Shock the World Chapter 156 – Apparently, Raymond Is Not Omnipotent

Only Patrick could answer Angelo's question.

“Minister, I've thought about it carefully. There are many layers of challenges. Listen to me carefully!”

When it came to his own specialty, Patrick suddenly returned to being eloquent.

“First, the difficulty of cloning. Although the current cloning technology is no longer a secret, we are cloning the neural brain of an alien. The DNA of this thing is preprogrammed. In other words, it is encrypted.

“Moreover, we have specialized cloning equipment right here. Even the world's best technology may not be able to clone a neural brain.

“Secondly, the difficulty of preserving it! The preservation of an unactivated neural brain is indeed very simple. It could be quickly frozen to -18 degrees celsius. However, once activated, the temperature requirement would be much higher. Previously, in order to preserve the alien's neural brain, we studied it without sleep or rest for 45 days before we found the pattern. Furthermore, we custom=fabricated specific equipment to preserve the neural brain.”

After finishing this paragraph, Patrick took a glass of water from Nelson.

After taking a big gulp, he continued.

“Third, the nutrient solution! Upon activation, the neural brain consumes a lot of nutrient solution, whether it's the alien's brain or the one we cloned. We haven't found a solution to this problem yet. Moreover, I'm the only one who knows the formula of the nutrient solution.

“Fourth, signal conversion. Many countries are studying neural signals and attempting to convert them into electrical signals. However, it's incompatible with the neural brains of aliens. Their signals are different. Similarly, we have also done specialized research on this area…”

Patrick's mouth was like a machine gun, crackling non-stop.

Angelo had enough.

He had heard enough to get the gist.

Patrick was certain of it.

Even if Raymond took away three nerve brains, it was the same as taking away three pieces of meat.

Moreover, it was inedible meat.

It would be f*cking awkward!

“Okay, I get it!”

Angelo interrupted Patrick.

In a few minutes.

Raymond's probe was finished.

When Raymond stepped back, Patrick's interns were puzzled.

“Professor, it doesn't look like he has inserted all the probes!”

Patrick shook his head and said, “I'm not sure about that, but I don't think he's one who would act on a whim.”

Camilla looked at the student and said, “You said that Raymond shouldn't be done just yet, how far is he from finishing?”

The student replied, “We usually insert 569 probes into the alien's neural brain. Thunder God didn't even use half of them.”

Since she didn't know what Raymond was up to, Camilla could only listen, not daring to interrupt him.

At that moment, Raymond was exhausted.

When he was being himself as he worked, there were no false pretenses to keep up.

But now, he had to act under the guise of a genius researcher, not one taking in a stream of information from Tuesday.

Acting was indeed tiring.

Now that he was done inserting the probes, things would be easier.

He took out 98's second solid-state hard disk and inserted it into the probe's instrument.

Raymond didn't intend to hide this from them.

The alien brains would not collapse as long as a consciousness existed inside.

Where would he obtain a consciousness?

They were definitely not from the probes, right?

That was a total f*cking lie!

“Raymond, what are you doing?”

Camilla couldn't help but ask when she saw him inserting a human-made hardware into the entire apparatus.

“Don't worry about it, just wait and see!”

Faced with such an answer, Camilla had nothing to say.

If you have the ability, then do it yourself!

If you don't have the ability, then just watch. Don't force yourself!

Raymond couldn't be bothered if Camilla took offense to that.

He only wanted the results.

At that moment, Raymond looked at the few researchers in the laboratory.

“When I say defrost, do it at once!”

After getting an accurate answer, Raymond got to work.

In less than a minute, the preparatory work was done.

“I'll count from 3! Prepare to thaw it out!”

“Three!”

“Two!”

“One! Thaw it out!”

The thaw of the neural brain required a quick thaw.

Therefore, at the same time, Raymond pressed the switch on the probe.

Tuesday's copy began to load.

A huge amount of information was transmitted from the probe to the neural brain.

The progress bar was moving bit by bit.

The life detector was activated at this time.

The neural brain was not an alien brain, but a tool.

Therefore, the nutrient supply of the neural brain worked by means of a completely spontaneous absorption.

This thing only needed to be soaked in the nutrient solution.

As the temperature rose rapidly, the nutrient solution was quickly poured in.

If nothing went wrong, the cloned neural brain would squirm on its own.

At ten minutes, if the brain didn't squirm…

Raymond would have failed.

At the moment, everyone in the lab was staring at the neural brain.

But the neural brain wasn't moving.

Raymond appeared calm and collected.

He looked at the progress bar. This was the key.

Time passed bit by bit.

Patrick was getting anxious.

“It's been a few minutes!”

“Sir, it's been 8 minutes and 38 seconds!”

Patrick said, “Please move, I'm begging you!”

Actually, Patrick had more or less figured it out.

The solid-state hard drive that Raymond had inserted earlier was the key.

Without that thing, it was impossible to activate the neural brain.

Without the activation of the neural brain, without the supply of nutrients, it would naturally collapse.

Patrick had thought of this in the past, but he didn't know exactly what to input.

When Raymond did this, he knew that this proved his past theories.

“How much time has passed?!”

“9 minutes and 18 seconds!”

The life detector never indicated anything.

Although it was just a brain, the alien's neural brain still reacted when the life detector approached it.

Moreover, it was extremely loud, like a pile driver, with a very high frequency.

“Time!”

“10 minutes and 5 Seconds!”

Patrick's face was downcast.

“It didn't work! Raymond isn't right all the time!”

The greater the hope, the greater the disappointment.

At that moment, Patrick collapsed on the chair.

He knew that once ten minutes passed, there was no hope.

The cells in the neural brain would die quickly.

Moreover, it would contaminate the vat of nutrient solution.

Camilla: “Patrick, are you sure he failed?”

Patrick nodded helplessly: “Yes, Chief!”

But at that moment, the life detector seemed to twitch!

Chapter end