Chapter 575 But Can it Run Doom?


    Aron, still giddy with excitement, ran to his seat at lightning speed. He couldn''t wait any longer to test the computer and see if it met the standards outlined in the knowledge he had purchased from the system. He plugged it in and powered it on, allowing the computer to draw electricity from the wall through its power brick, which converted it to mana to power the components, thus completing the bootup processes.


    The operating system he had written into it came to life, lighting up the screen with the GAIA Technologies logo, something he was careful to never leave out of his innovations.


    “Let’s see how it holds up,” he said as he pulled up the benchmarking program he had written alongside the runic OS.


    But after fiddling with the program for a while, he was left less than impressed by the runic computer’s speed of operations. It was fine for single operations, but didn’t even include the ability to hyperthread to at least emulate the ability to multitask. Perhaps starting with quantum computers had spoiled him somewhat.


    “But can it run doom...” he muttered to himself as he pulled up the venerable computer game.


    ......


    A week later.


    Aron was still sitting at his desk in his virtual lab, this time with a shining stainless steel cylinder in front of him. It stood six inches in diameter and another six inches tall, and had a clear window in it. A murky, light yellowish liquid with streams of bubbles was visible through the window, which stretched from the base of the cylinder to near the top. Anyone who guessed that the cylinder was a biological computer would have been right.


    Aron had spent the past week of Earth time in his virtual lab, creating and testing iterations of the two technologies he’d bought from the system. Currently, he was rather satisfied with what he had already accomplished, though he knew there was much further to go.


    “Now to finish the Project Protagonist code.”


    Upon finishing his new programming language, he immediately moved to create the remaining two segments of code for his plan.


    Waving his hand, he manifested a runic computer and began writing code for the runic integration in his project. Twelve hours later, he fed it into his compiler and switched to a biological computer and biological code. And fourteen hours after that, he began compiling that segment of code as well.


    And with that, he stood and stretched, letting out a contented groan as he was no longer used to remaining physically inactive for long periods of time. But now all that was left was to recompile the three segments of code and run it through the converter he had created, turning it into a program capable of adapting any medium or biological body it found itself in.


    “It should be about time for the show to start, right, Nova?” he asked, waving his hand and teleporting to just a few hundred kilometers away from the simulated Sun, where he would watch as the predicted Carrington event began.


    [Just a few hours now,] Nova answered.


    “Is that Earth time or simulation time?”


    [Simulation time, sir. You have impeccable timing.]


    Aron nodded and turned his attention to the raging surface of the Sun.