Chapter 663: Automation

Chapter 663: Automation

Wildman glanced over. Whats Mortal doing?

Who cares? At least hes quiet, Rogue responded, focusing on the information.

Wildman shrugged. Fair enough, I suppose.

Focus, guys, Sectgoer called, sighing.

Deep within his network, Mortal ignored them. He tapped his chin. How do I create an automated script? Its not like were home. I dont have access to any computers, let alone programming languages, and even if I did its not like I was a programmer back in my world. I was just an ordinary guy. I understood the basic principles, but that didnt mean I could code back in my original world, that is! But now Im in a cultivation world. A cultivation world, where knowledge is quite literally power! As long as I comprehend the basic principles behind it, I can accomplish anything!

But uh how do I go from comprehending the basic principles of computer programming to enacting them in a cultivation world using cultivation? Waiting urgently online! Wait, no, thats the problem. There is no online!

He put his hand on his chin, considering the network for a moment. Lets break things down. Here in a cultivation world, we dont have computers. Instead, what I use for compute power is my own brain. Its a cultivation world, so my brain has a lot more power than an ordinary brain. Plus, I can spin off clones to act as threads, and let them handle tasks autonomously. In fact, thats what I am right now. Essentially, Im peripheral computing power the main brain has spun out.

In other words, if I want to create an automated process, I also have to create a new periphery brain. A new clone! But unlike the rest of us clones, it doesnt need to be a full consciousness. It only needs to be awake enough to follow my instructions and correctly place the items in the network. Once I create one, I can quickly expand into lots of weak clones who are only optimized for one thought, that is, network sorting, then leave the bulk of the work to them! I, the more powerful clone with more compute power, will instead spend my time comprehending the concepts, rather than simply sorting and placing.

Excellent, excellent. Now then, quickly, before the rest of the clones notice, lets begin!

Mortal held out his hand, palm down. He separated out a small portion of his mental energy and sent it out from his palm. It formed into a misty ball. Bits of mist spun around, idly shifting around a point of light at its center. From that center point, light radiated out, playing off the mist and casting strange shadows on the mental space they stood inside.

Hello, Mortal tried.

Without responding, the misty ball shot over to the network and got to work, immediately shuffling the backed-up information into the right place. It moved quickly and efficiently, but no faster than Mortal himself.

Pleased, Mortal put a hand on his chin and nodded. What a good son! Truly a single-minded entity. Born ten seconds ago, and it knows its purpose in life already! No training or teaching required. How wonderful! If only all children could be so easy

Ah, though, it isnt truly a child. Its merely a portion of my own mental energy. Theres no purpose in comparing it to a true child. Mortal lifted his hand and separated off another portion of his mental energy. A second misty ball joined the first, and the process moved twice as fast.

Its curious how creating these clones are faster than simply doing it myself. It is all my mental energy, after all!

No, no. Its the same as a computer! A mind can only focus on so much at one time, just like a computer can only complete one task at a time. The smartest person can hold at best three, maybe four thoughts in their mind, and as for a computer, no matter how powerful its hardware is, it can still only complete one task at a time. By splitting off into separate minds, or in the case of a computer, separate threads or multiple cores, I can complete multiple tasks in parallel rather than having to wait for each task to end in order to move on to the next.

Silence. Mortal pursed his lips. Buncha cowards.

Damn right!

First cleared his throat. Er, in any case, shall we follow Mortals lead? We might as well increase our efficiency, now that hes found a viable method.

Oh, yeah. Yeah!

Catch up to that genius girl!

Yeah! Show her that genius isnt everything! Sometimes, you can make up for it by being a seventh-tier cultivator competing with a much lower tier cultivator!

You know, I liked it better before you put it like that.

What? Nothing wrong with that.

I mean, no, but er, doesnt it make us sound a little you know.

A little what?

Like the baddies, maybe?

Ha! Dont be ridiculous. Wed never do something stupid like put our all into killing the protagonist! Wed run away at top speed instead! Clearly we arent the baddies!

Misty thought-clones spun out from the clones palms as they chattered. The thought-clones surged forth, racing to comprehend the pieces of information written down beside the herbs. With the extra thought clones created by the other clones, Mortals thought clones sped up again, barely able to keep up with the influx.

In the midst of the madness, Mortal sat down and assumed the lotus pose once more. Data flew all around him, input flooding in while the original thought clones bustled by, settling each piece into its rightful place. Taking in the totality of it all, Mortal let his mind go blank and absorbed everything without discrimination. If any clones going to understand pill cultivation, its me!