Building a Gaming Empire From Scratch

Chapter 1063: Chapter 980: I’ll Leave the Microchip of [Mirage 3.0] to You!

_1 Chapter 1063: Chapter 980: I’ll Leave the Microchip of [Mirage 3.0] to You!

_1 After the meeting, Lincoln expelled a long breath.

Luckily, he had arranged the work for the next one or two months in one go, so unless there was any unexpected issue, there wouldn’t be any meetings for a long time.

Unlike Lincoln who felt relieved, Mavis on the side seemed very happy, hopping around cheerfully as she walked.

Clearly, she had a great time playing the role of the President’s assistant.

Lincoln took Mavis to Cheryl’s place and played with the dog for a while.

Milkshake, this silly dog, was a bit indifferent to him.

After all, Lincoln hadn’t reached the point where he could make a magical device that allowed the dog to enter the virtual world, so naturally, he couldn’t let the dog see Mavis.

Therefore, when at home, Lincoln spent more time in the virtual world with Mavis than playing with the dog in reality.

This resulted in the dog holding a bit of a grudge against him.

When he and Cheryl stood on two sides and let Milkshake choose, eight times out of ten the creature would choose Cheryl.

Even then, the only reason the percentage wasn’t higher was that Cheryl, fearing retribution from the boss, made strong refusal gestures and expressions, just short of shouting “Don’t come over here!” at Milkshake.

After giving Milkshake a good rub, Lincoln took his midday rest early, going to sleep after an early meal.

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When he opened his eyes again, the time for afternoon work had already arrived.

Mavis, appearing bored, was lying on the backrest of the sofa, staring blankly at his face.

Upon seeing this, Lincoln blinked, “What’s up?”

“They’ve arrived,” said Mavis at a relaxed pace.

“They?” Lincoln, not completely awake yet, shook his head before realizing, “You mean Henry and the others?

Why didn’t anyone wake me?”

“They told Aunt Quentina not to wake you up.

They wanted to wait until you woke up.”

“Oh you guys.” Lincoln was honestly surprised, “Are you playing to this extent now?

Going as far as to stand in the snow to wait?”

He hurriedly got up, washed his face quickly, and left the rest room.

As expected, as soon as he opened the door, he saw Henry quietly sitting on the sofa.

Henry was the only one there.

Those who had come with him hadn’t entered Lincoln’s office.

“Boss, you didn’t need to do this.

It’s putting a bit of pressure on me, you know?” Lincoln teased, not in the least bit reserved.

Henry shook his head: “I came too early.”

After saying this, he pointed to the resting room, “Shall we talk in there?”

“Sure.” Lincoln turned around and returned to the rest room.

Coming in, Henry didn’t immediately sit down.

Instead, he looked around the room and asked, “Are you sure this room won’t be wiretapped or have hidden cameras?”

Lincoln was taken aback, “I haven’t really considered that.”

Having said that, he turned to Mavis, “There should be none, right?”

Mavis huffed angrily, “Of course not!

I’ve been watching all this time!”

Lincoln considered it.

Mavis watching didn’t count as eavesdropping or spying — that was open and honest.

So he decisively said, “There’s none!”

Upon seeing Lincoln’s actions, Henry thought for a moment, then also took out an [Eight Sides] helm from his bag and put it on.

However, no matter where he looked, he couldn’t see anyone besides himself and Lincoln.

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Finally, he had no choice but to ask, “Who else is in this room?”

Lincoln looked at Mavis.

Mavis looked towards the single-person sofa on the other side.

“?” A question mark slowly rose over Lincoln’s head.

What’s going on?

Is there really someone else?

The next moment, however, he saw the back of the small sofa, and a blue-haired head slowly rise — it was still Mavis.

She had just changed her hair color.

“???” Lincoln had even more question marks over his head.

Was she playing some kind of disappearing act with him?

“Hehe.” Mavis chuckled mischievously, celebrating the success of her prank.

However, she quickly had the blue haired Mavis disappear behind the sofa.

At the same time she herself appeared in front of Henry, not allowing the prank to interrupt their serious discussion.

When Henry saw Mavis, he didn’t appear surprised — Mavis’s identity was almost like an open secret among them.

The only thing they weren’t sure about was: just how powerful was she?

Once he was sure of the absolute safety of the room, Henry finally let down his guard and started talking about important matters:

“Let’s talk about the most important thing first.

Yesterday, we had a conversation with Sisi’s parents.”

“Oh.”Lincoln nodded casually, “So?

Did they tell you about Sisi?”

“No.” Henry shook his head, “They’re tight-lipped.

They kept saying that their daughter is gone, and were completely unwilling to mention you.”

“But both of them are academics, and they really don’t know how to lie.

It didn’t take much effort before our experts had mostly figured it out.”

Lincoln shook his head, but he wasn’t surprised.

“The biggest inconsistency was that they never got a death certificate for their daughter, not even cancelling her household registration, and they didn’t even hold a funeral.

Even the proof of hospital transfer — when we visited the location it cited, we discovered that they never showed up.”

“After all, they had close interaction with you.

When this kind of suspicion arose, we couldn’t ignore it, and so we followed the lead…”

Henry elaborated how they discovered this situation.

He explained each and every step meticulously to make Lincoln understand that their intention was not to investigate him.

Instead, they conducted this investigation to protect his safety.

The discovery that a child, who should have passed away, might still be alive was entirely an accident.

After describing the process, Henry teased, “It appears as though they were worried that we might use ‘illegal medical practice’ or ‘running ethically and morally unsound experiments’ as reasons to harm you or covet your results, or plan some kind of conspiracy.”

“But what they didn’t expect was that I came directly to you.”

“Illegal medical practice?” Lincoln immediately leaned back and pointed at Mavis, “I haven’t done that.

If you want to arrest someone, arrest her.

She was the one operating the hibernation warehouse.”

“???” Mavis’s eyes widened in surprise.

While he was busy joking with Mavis, Henry was shocked because his guess was confirmed: “So, you’ve really succeeded in putting the human body into long-term hibernation?”

“Haven’t you been to the hibernation warehouse?” Lincoln was a bit surprised.

He was not even worried about being discovered that he hadn’t asked Mavis or Henry if they had ever been to that room.

But thinking about it, they probably hadn’t been there, otherwise Mavis would’ve noticed it already.

Henry shook his head, confirming his guess: “We don’t know how you did it, and the couple wouldn’t tell us.

We wouldn’t dare to just barge in for fear of inadvertently breaking something…”

“Even if there wouldn’t be any problem, it’s your accomplishment, so we’d need to gain your permission first, if we wish to understand it better.”

“Well, I don’t really mind, but wouldn’t you scare the little girl?” Lincoln pondered, “Why don’t you find a terminally ill veteran or something, and I can show it to you again?”

Hearing this, Henry was even more shocked: “So…

can this technology be popularized?”

Lincoln shook his head: “I wouldn’t recommend.”

Not that it couldn’t be done, but that he wouldn’t recommend it.

This put Henry into contemplation.

Despite Lincoln’s often unconstrained and unserious behavior, Henry wouldn’t overlook his judgement.

He knew well that even epoch-making geniuses fell into two categories.

Some geniuses, their talent and vision far exceed their times, but they themselves have to grow old in a backward, second-rate era.

But there are also geniuses, who, while their talent and vision likewise exceed their times, are not constrained by the era.

Instead, they can, with their own strength, drag their “second-rate era” towards a better future they perceive.

And Lincoln, was undoubtedly the latter type of genius.

Think about what he has done!

Mirage Console—created the virtual world.

Focus Headband—reformed education and scientific research, putting them on an unprecedented fast track.

Journey Prosthetics—eliminated disabilities, filled gaps.

And the coming Human Hibernation, is he going to…

conquer death?

Judgements about the future made by such a genius, are best treated with prudence.

So…

why doesn’t he recommend it?

Henry found it hard to ask the question, since he could think of many societal issues just off the top of his head.

But he had to ask, because this conversation was not just his personal matter:

“Why wouldn’t you recommend it?”

“Because it’s going to exacerbate social inequality.

Without being fully prepared, once it’s widely publicized, this trend will almost be unstoppable.”

“So, you have not made it public.”

“So, I have not made it public,” Lincoln repeated.

“Do you wish this technology to never become popular?” Henry had to know Lincoln’s stance.

“Not necessarily.” Lincoln shook his head.

As long as consciousness chips aren’t used to guide human thoughts into the virtual world, the hibernation warehouse would simply be a medical device for life extension.

Moreover, compared to the life-extending measures in ICUs in the real world, it might even be more cost-effective.

Of course, it’s not as comprehensive as the ICU, and is helpless in the face of most urgent diseases.

“I hope to slow down the pace, first strictly confining its use to the [medical], rather than the [life extension] field.

Only when the development of sociology and related systems keeps pace, should we consider further matters.”

“I got it.

I’ll report this upwards, and will definitely take your views into full consideration.”

“Hold on, take this with you when you report.” Lincoln took out a prepared USB drive and gave it to Henry.

“What is this?”

“If you want to create the hibernation warehouse, you need more powerful chips.

The ones I used before were handmade by me and have a lot of problems.” Lincoln began to bluster, “Here’s the basic technology for the graphene chip.

Take this and develop the graphene chip.”

Henry was flabbergasted—

“Wait!!!

What did you say?

Graphene chip?!”

Well, it seemed that Little Princess hadn’t told anyone about it.

Lincoln shook his head: “Don’t think too much, this is just the basic technology.

The chips produced can’t compete with the current state-of-the-art silicon chips.

You need a massive amount of manpower and resources to develop it.”

“But I can assure you that it will definitely take over silicon chips and become the mainstay of the next generation of chips.”

“Impossible!!

I mean, how is it possible to break through the technical bottleneck of the graphene chip so quickly?” Henry could no longer remain calm and even spoke incoherently, “Not that, I of course believe in your ability, but…”

“But…

it’s just too unbelievable!”

He tried to control his emotions and said in as steady a voice as possible: “So, what do you want?”

Despite Lincoln saying he wanted to go to space last time and giving him a hard time,

This time, he even hoped that Lincoln would propose something outrageous!

Because honestly, he couldn’t think of what else could be awarded to Lincoln.

But Lincoln didn’t cause him any trouble this time, he simply said, “After making a chip that meets the performance criteria, just supply the first batch to Cloud Dream.

Mirage 3.0 needs more powerful performance.”

“No problem!” Henry agreed without a second thought.

This was an order for billions of chips!

This wasn’t them helping Lincoln at all, but Lincoln helping them!