Although the public release of the Nerve Gear didn't have the full potential of the original version, it was still incredibly advanced for its time. It was particularly beneficial for the patients in coma or those with severely impaired bodies, offering them a remarkable breakthrough.
This technology would surely help many families to reunite and allow them to meet with their loved ones.
However, beneath this noble goal lay a more profound purpose. Each headgear was designed to scan, record and replicate human characteristics and store the data to create simulated versions of individuals.
While browsing through the lists in the shop, and working on a quantum computer, Evan had come across a significant problem.
That was, he wasn't an all-rounder. Even if the system could just supplement and lend a hand in enhancing his skills, in the end, it was he who had to level up all this.
But, he couldn't just focus on everything at once. And even if he managed to level up all his abilities, creating things from the system on his own wasn't an easy feat.
Everything in the system's shop had a vast technological gap and working on it alone wasn't possible.
To achieve his goal, and use the system to its full potential, except for its technology, Even knew that he would need brilliant minds from every field. After all, he couldn't do it all by himself and run after everything, so he needed people to work on, and for that, he couldn't just assimilate or take anyone. He needed people who were talented but also plentiful.
Gathering such a number of genius minds would be a difficult task, so this was where his headgear would come into play.
From engineers and researchers to doctors and businessmen, Evan envisioned having his own simulated environment solely dedicated to work, where they could all collaborate.
Something that would lessen his burden greatly.
Taking a deep breath, Evan asked Aurora, "Is the data collection complete? Is it usable?"
[Yes, Sir. The data collection is complete and in the process of being transferred. I'll now compile the information to create the virtual human models in the lab,] Aurora replied
Aurora would start by standardizing the data into a usable format. She would then use machine learning to extract key features from the data, such as neural patterns and behavioral traits. Next, she would build the virtual models using advanced 3D modeling and neural simulation techniques.
After she had created these models, she would calibrate them to ensure that they accurately reflect real human responses. Finally, the virtual models will be deployed into a dedicated environment for various applications, reducing Evan's workload and enhancing their operations.
After visiting a few universities, it was time for him to head back to Indra. But in mid-flight, Evan got a call from Aria.
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As Evan settled into his private jet, the hum of the engines provided a soothing backdrop to his thoughts.
Evan nodded curtly, noting the official's cold demeanor and the sharpness in their gaze. "Thank you. I appreciate the prompt arrangements."
The official's smile remained fixed as he gestured toward a waiting car. "Please, allow me to escort you to the meeting location. We have much to cover."
However, Mac and other guards stepped forward and the situation threatened to escalate until Evan stepped in.
"I will go with them and is it possible for my guards to follow?"
The Official stared at Evan's guards and after a moment nodded his head.
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Evan followed, his senses on high alert, noticing the official's rigid posture and calculating gaze.
Evan was taken aback by his inability to see through the insights of most of the people around him. There were several people dressed in black from head to toe. And it seemed like all of them were from special forces.
The official led Evan through the bustling terminal and into a waiting car, their conversation limited to occasional nods and brief exchanges.
The drive to the circuit house took them through the bustling streets, but his attention was fixed on the increasing security.
Armed guards and checkpoints became increasingly frequent, and the heavy security detail made him uneasy. He glanced at the official, a frown creasing his brow. "This level of security is unusual. Who exactly am I meeting?"
The official's expression remained neutral. "I'm afraid I cannot disclose further details. The meeting is of high importance."
The car arrived at the circuit house, a fortified building surrounded by an imposing security perimeter. Evan was subjected to a thorough security check, with his guards remaining outside the place.
There was a moment of tension as Evan attempted to assert his position, but he was informed that the guards could not be permitted inside. After a brief, tense exchange, Evan reluctantly agreed, his jaw tightening in frustration.
Inside the circuit house, Evan was guided through a series of corridors to a large, austere meeting room. The atmosphere was heavy with anticipation. Evan took his seat, his expression a mix of curiosity and apprehension as he glanced around the room, noting its stark, formal decor.
Moments later, the door opened, and a figure stepped inside.
Evan's eyes widened in shock as he recognized the person and his jaw dropped in disbelief.
'What the hell?'