My 100th Rebirth a day before the Apocalypse-Chapter 958 - 956 Interstellar Civilization And Zerg?

Chapter 958 -956 Interstellar Civilization And Zerg?

Meanwhile, inside the base, the streets were already buzzing with life. People who had just come back from work were done with dinner and were now lounging outside, chatting in clusters.

When Kisha passed by, they greeted her with warm smiles and reverence, and she returned their greetings with a polite nod before heading straight to the equipment storage.

The streets were now illuminated by the newly restored post lights, thanks to Engineer Steel and his team, who had rewired the poles and connected them to their power system. With the lights functioning again, the patrol teams no longer had to struggle to monitor the base after dark; if any resident suddenly turned into a zombie, they would be able to see and respond immediately.

The residents, too, depended on these streetlights as their only nightly illumination; no need to waste precious gasoline on lamps or risk starting a fire with candles.

Little by little, the base was improving, all because Kisha had given Engineer Steel and his team permission not to be too frugal with the electricity stored in the batteries they had charged using captured lightning.

Those batteries provided enough power to keep the base running for weeks. And according to Kisha’s calculations, once Duke and the others completed the biogas project, hopefully in a week or so, they wouldn’t have to worry about fuel or electricity at all. The lightning-charged batteries could then be shifted entirely into backup reserves.

There, she called for Aston and Tristan, who had also just finished their work and were about to head home when they received her message. Without delay, they came over and found Kisha crouched beside the newly delivered cars that Fred had brought back.

They immediately crouched down beside her, mirroring her position. When Kisha looked left, both of them looked left. When she glanced right, they followed her gaze like synchronized shadows.

Realizing what they were doing, Kisha felt a mix of exasperation and amusement. They looked absolutely ridiculous… but in a way that almost made her laugh.

“What are you doing?” Kisha asked, letting out a light chuckle.

“We… are checking out what you’re looking at, Young Madam,” Tristan replied, glancing from Kisha to the car she was inspecting, clearly looking a bit clueless.

“Oh? This,” Kisha said, “I actually wanted to show you a new feature in the system we use for internal messaging.” She opened the territory interface and began demonstrating the rental feature.

She explained how to register the car’s plate number if it had one, or leave it blank if it didn’t, then input the model and other specifications, take a photo, and set up the rental price per day, including gas and a separate maintenance fee.

Watching her, Aston and Tristan immediately recognized how practical the rental feature was; it would make their work much easier. At the same time, an idea suddenly sparked in both of their minds.

“Young Madam, I think it would be great if we could systemize our internal processes using your territory interface as a model,” Tristan suggested. “This way, many tasks around the base, like sales, communication, and treasury auditing, would be much easier since everything would be connected. At the same time, though, I’m concerned that centralizing everything could make it easier for hackers to access sensitive documents.”

He spoke thoughtfully, weighing both the pros and cons.

Keeping track of paper trails was cumbersome, especially for auditing, but a system like this could also simplify monitoring residents’ current work point balances when they transact in the Supply Center.

Tristan’s suggestion went further: they could release a communicator for residents. It wouldn’t just be a tool for communication; it would track work points, manage internal processes, help keep track of mission progress, and even share locations for emergency rescues.

They had learned the hard way with Sparrow’s previous disappearance, when they mistakenly thought he was dead, that sharing a location for emergency rescue was of utmost importance.

Additionally, the system could keep everyone updated on news and weather changes. Essentially, it would function like a pre-apocalypse cellphone, but it should be compact, portable, and designed to be usable even while residents were busy with daily tasks, fighting, or surviving outside the base.

“Hmmm, that’s actually a very good suggestion,” Kisha said thoughtfully. “Right now, we do have a way to communicate with our people, but it’s very limited and only accessible to combatants.”

“The rest of the residents have to track everything manually. Even when they spend their work points, they have to hold onto slips of paper and deduct or adjust them like physical currency. Such a system isn’t sustainable in the long run.”

“Although we’re starting to use Crystal Cores as an additional form of currency, we would still need a centralized system, just like you suggested.”

Kisha paused, considering all the possible uses and benefits the system could provide.

Then Kisha turned to 008. “008, could you find a blueprint for a compact portable communicator, something like a cellphone? But instead of a regular phone, it should be designed to be carried easily, even during combat, without the risk of dropping it or losing it outside.”

“Whenever we go out, it’s highly inconvenient to bring a phone; many of the Winters men don’t even bother, because fighting outside can easily tear pockets or make them lose items. A compact communicator would be extremely useful for sharing locations in emergencies, transmitting information about the vicinity, or coordinating scouting.”

“With the current system, the only thing we have is the walkie-talkie. It works, but it’s limited to communication and has a restricted range. That’s why it would be great if we could find a blueprint from a higher civilization. Could you help me with that?”

Kisha paused, realizing that Tristan hadn’t been mistaken; his idea made perfect sense.

“Host, based on your description, there is a device that perfectly matches the specifications and intended usage,” 008 began, voice tinged with excitement. “A few light-years away from Earth, which was basically located in a different realm, a higher interstellar civilization uses a communicator called a ‘Lightbrain’. It’s worn like a bracelet and can project a holographic screen, allowing the wearer to do everything they could on a cellphone.”

“Because of their interstellar environment, like fighting with Zergs, and being busy with their daily lives, they designed it to be carried anywhere. Its materials are incredibly sturdy, resistant to impact and pressure, so it won’t break or fall, no matter how rough the user’s movements are. And more than that, it also has an elemental resistance, so it wouldn’t easily be affected by extreme heat or cold. It also has solar charging, so it would never go out of battery.”

“And since it’s tied to the wrist, it can monitor vital signs like blood pressure and oxygen levels and automatically send an emergency signal if the wearer is in danger.”

“It also has identity theft protection: the device automatically registers the wearer’s biometrics and important information, so even if it’s stolen, no one can access it, as it would become a useless bracelet when in someone else’s hand.”

“For more immersive use, there’s an earpiece that connects to the Lightbrain, letting the wearer view a private holographic interface invisible to anyone else.”

“But…” 008’s voice suddenly dropped, the excitement replaced with concern, “the materials required to build it aren’t common like steel. Most are specialized aerospace alloys. Gathering them all would be extremely difficult and time-consuming. It would likely frustrate the host if we attempted to make it.”

Hearing this, Kisha felt her excitement shoot straight to the stars, only to crash instantly back to the ground. The corner of her mouth twitched, and for a moment, she genuinely wanted to kick 008 for raising her hopes only to drop them. But despite the frustration, the ‘Lightbrain’ sounded incredibly useful, far too promising for her to dismiss so easily.

So she took a breath and asked again, this time more seriously, weighing the possibilities. 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝔀𝓮𝒃𝙣𝓸𝒗𝒆𝒍.𝙘𝒐𝒎

“Then… if we use the blueprint to make this ‘Lightbrain,’ how are we supposed to connect it to our centralized system? Is that even possible? And what about its communication range? Can it reach farther than a walkie‑talkie?”

“We need to stay in contact with people sent out on long‑distance missions. If it can’t do that, then no matter how impressive the device is, it’ll still be useless…” Kisha murmured, carefully balancing the pros and cons in her mind.

“Host, the Lightbrain was originally designed to work hand‑in‑hand with a centralized system. In the interstellar civilizations that use it, it handles everything: marriage registration, banking, online shopping, sales, entertainment, and even military operations. Because of that, it must stay connected no matter which planet the user is on.”

“So once we build one, you won’t need to worry. If I remember correctly, the Winters family already has a satellite in orbit. We can use that as the Lightbrain’s signal source so that, anywhere in the country, or even in other parts of the world, the communicator will still connect.”

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