Chapter 536: Data Chip, Whose Wool Is It Harvested From?

Research is indeed more expensive than anything else in this world.

——If there is anything that can be compared, it is probably war. Of course, I lost a lot of money and earned at least ten times the interest. I only studied this thing and didn’t know how to get my money back...

Gretel was dejected and went down from the tower with the magic props. Instead of going home, I went around to the trading area of ​​the White Tower and asked:

"How much does a standard data chip cost?"

"One card has 10 contribution points, 100 has 1,000 contribution points."

“Are there any discounts for large quantities?”

"I'm very sorry, sir." The trader behind the counter gave a standardized smile:

"Within a single purchase of 10,000 pieces, the price is the same, no discounts."

"Then - is there an erasure service for the old chip with data burned on it? Or can it be recycled?"

Gretel asked with the last glimmer of hope. If you spend 1 contribution point to erase and rewrite it, or give it a 50% discount, a 40% discount, or even a 30% discount, you can get a lot of blood back in your wallet. But...

"I'm very sorry, sir..."

Hope broken. Grete dragged heavy steps out of the white tower and looked around...

Damn it, it was such a rush today that Appa didn’t come out to pick him up! He has to summon the phantom pony back by himself. After returning, he has to endure Apa's jealousy and coquettishness!

Grete returned to his mage tower in dismay. Climb up to the control center on the 8th floor, take out the golden treasure box from the space bag, and put it in front of the tower spirit:

"MOSS - this thing needs to be connected to the energy pool, and the entire mage tower is used to power it. How to connect it?"

The crystal ball immediately flashed. Once, twice, three times, and then the light brightened, projecting a light curtain:

"Master, please don't worry, this is not difficult. Please follow the diagram and connect the magic props to the energy supply interface."

Three-dimensional image of the mage tower, nine-story tower, energy center, amplification, interface...

It's very similar to the instructional videos of previous online stores, but I'm afraid it's a little complicated, and customers won't understand it, won't know how to pretend, or pretend it's crooked, and they'll end up returning the product with bad reviews and complaining three times.

"Ah... MOSS, luckily you are here, otherwise I really don't know what to do..."

Grete breathed a comforting sigh. Following MOSS's instructions, he placed the golden treasure box on the energy supply interface with one command and one action. Try it again, and the cost of casting the spell is indeed countless times smaller:

"It's basically a one-ring magic!" Gretel was pleasantly surprised:

"Even if it's a high-level one, it's only one! I can release such magic in one day..." If not a hundred, there are dozens!

Gretel was delighted. He arranged a row of test tubes and put them into categories according to blood type. Then, holding the test tube in one hand and the golden treasure box in the other, he concentrated on casting the spell. With a click, a thin chip was spit out.

Four blood types in one round, and four blood types in one round. Gretel released five rounds of spells in one breath, stacked the 20 chips into different categories, and released them in front of the tower spirit:

"MOSS, can you help analyze this data? These 20 pieces of data are divided into five categories. Among all the data, there is a point where the data of each category is the same, but the data of each category is different..."

"MOSS can analyze data." On the light screen emitted by the crystal ball, a line of answers was typed out word for word. Under the pillar supporting the crystal ball, a small box popped up:

Half a foot long, half a foot wide, one inch high, square. The pure black base plate is inlaid with fine silver threads, spiraling out from the inside out.

The silver wire was at the same height as the bottom plate. Grete touched it casually, and it was smooth and crystal clear under his hands, and he didn't even feel any bumps.

"Master, please put the data pad into the card slot."

MOSS prompts flatly. Gretel Khan:

How come this is like copying a CD? Put them in blank one by one and burn them out one by one?

Is that why the chips need to be in a unified format? Is it convenient for Talling to read and calculate?

Put one in, take it out, put another one in, take it out again. On the fifth picture, Gretel finally became a little impatient:

"MOSS, can you do this kind of stuffing and taking things out yourself?"

This is only 20 pictures. If it is one or two hundred or one or two thousand pictures, how long will I have to work for such a low-end job?

"Please authorize the master, MOSS will give instructions to the invisible servant..."

Gretel: "..."

"Taling's tone was still flat, and no fluctuations could be heard. The word "you" in Gretel's previous words contained some irony, and it seemed that he had not heard it at all.

Of course, maybe even if he heard it, he wouldn't talk back to Gretel due to MOSS's personality template and tone setting...

In any case, Gretel was finally freed from the boring low-end job and was able to think about more important issues, such as:

"Master, there is insufficient data and MOSS cannot calculate it."

"How many pieces of information are needed to calculate it?"

"Insufficient data, MOSS cannot calculate."

"MOSS, can you erase the data in this chip and then write it again?"

"Master, MOSS can't do it."

"How can that be done?"

"Insufficient data, MOSS cannot calculate."

Grete was dismayed. It seemed that there was no way to take advantage... He released another round of spells, exhausted all his mental energy, and crawled to meditate. Speaking of which, I haven’t meditated in my mage tower for a long time...ha...yawn...

Powered by the mage tower, gentle and abundant magical elements surround you. Grete's whole body felt as if he had soaked in a hot spring, feeling light and extremely comfortable.

Soon, he fell into a trance. He no longer even sat cross-legged, but tried his best to stretch out his limbs and lean back...

When I woke up again, I felt refreshed and my whole body seemed to have lost several pounds.

With sufficient supplies from the Mage Tower, the spiritual power gained through one meditation can be several times that of meditation in the outside world. Grete vaguely felt that during this period, he seemed to be close to reaching the threshold of promotion.

But where is the ceiling?

Where is the opportunity to break through the ceiling?

Where is the point of exerting force, the opportunity to strive upward?

Based on past experience, Grete vaguely felt that perhaps developing blood testing magic would be the moment to advance. The problem is that developing blood test magic requires a lot of data and calculations. A lot of data and calculations require huge sums of money to buy chips...

Where does the money come from?

Where can I get a fortune? No, where can I get sponsorship?

Gretel shook his head, letting go of his worries for the time being. Look at the time, it's time to fulfill our diplomatic obligations again. He rode on the Silver Moon Deer and rode all the way to the mission station, where he was told a piece of news:

"By the way, Marquis Turgu said he won't do that blood test magic anymore."

The Marquis thought about it and felt that the cost-effectiveness of developing this magic by himself was still too low. Especially, with Gretel's attitude of giving everyone a blood test, he always felt that even if the blood transfusion magic was exchanged, their tribe would not be able to keep the secret...

One or two years is possible, three or five years may be possible, but it is definitely impossible for tens to hundreds of years! Anyone of the same race who comes to the parliament for a walk will have the opportunity to learn to walk!

Let’s exchange it with the whole family’s savings!

Grete nodded slightly, not annoyed or complaining. The Marquis doesn't want to be the best, but he wants to develop it himself anyway.

With great difficulty, Ms. Almeida was able to figure out the pre-requisite magic, and her development ideas were clear. She just pointed to this one to advance!

"By the way, can you convert the money from selling the blood transfusion magic into contribution points and give them to me as soon as possible? - If not, you can also convert them into data chips!"