Chapter 128: The Sage

The next day, that official invitation letter from the Dragon Chant National Frontier Technology Research Institute caused an effect in the tiny bioengineering lab at Yunchuan University that was no less than an earthquake.

"Ah… ah… ah… damn… team… captain! Look at our inbox quickly!" a bespectacled boy stammered, pointing at the screen, his voice trembling.

The boy called captain was named Lin Feng, a senior majoring in bioengineering.

When he heard the teammate's voice, he leaned over in confusion, and upon seeing the sender and subject, the kettle in his hand nearly fell to the floor.

"Damn… damn… is this for real? Longyin Research Institute… actually invited us… for a visit and exchange?" he checked it three times before daring to believe it wasn't a prank.

The other two team members—Computer Science student Sun Hao and Electronic Engineering student Zhao Min—also gathered around.

The three stared at each other, their faces filled with incredulous elation and bewilderment.

"How… how could they know about us?" Zhao Min covered her mouth, eyes wide open.

Their brain–machine interface project was one of the most obscure topics in the department.

Their supervising professor had only taken a hands‑on‑practice attitude, never expecting them to produce anything, so how did the legendary Longyin Research Institute notice them?

A few days later, when the three, slightly stiff in dress, eyes full of curiosity, awe, and the endearing cluelessness of college students, stood before the imposing main building of the Longyin Research Institute, they felt like Liu Laolao entering the Grand View Garden.

Utility robot dogs named Xiao Bai zipped back and forth, while researchers in white or dark‑blue workwear hurried about.

In the distance a low hum of massive equipment could be heard faintly, and the very air seemed to be saturated with a scent of 'cutting‑edge technology'.

When Lin Zhuren personally greeted them, even though his demeanor was very gentle, the three students still broke into a sweaty palm.

In the exhibition corridor, behind a massive glass wall, they saw the testing 'Bi An' mech with its power‑filled steel body.

They saw the bustling 'Insect Legion' tuning workshop like a beehive, and witnessed the 'Qing Yun' rocket engine ignition test, its haunting blue tail flame striking the heart…

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"My god… this… this is really happening…" Sun Hao muttered, feeling as if he were dreaming.

When Wang Hao heard that Feng Yan had invited a few brain‑machine interface students and ran over out of curiosity, he happened to see Lin Feng and the others demonstrating the crude device they had brought.

A thick electrode cap, tangled with a mess of cables, and the adjacent computer screen flickered with heavily noisy EEG signals.

"Pff—" Wang Hao couldn't hold back, laughing out loud.

"Kids, your equipment… are you preparing to cosplay a mad scientist or what?"

"With this latency and recognition rate for controlling a robotic arm, aren't you going to entangle yourselves?"

Lin Feng and the two others flushed bright red instantly, at a loss for what to do.

"good kid!" Li Yang softly rebuked Wang Hao, stepped forward, ignoring the device's crudeness and carefully examined the unique signal‑processing algorithm flowchart on the screen.

"Your approach… filtering and feature extraction of specific pattern EEG signals is quite distinctive."

"Isn't it the conventional frequency‑domain analysis?"

When Lin Feng saw someone probing the technical core, he steadied himself a bit, pushed his glasses and said, "Yes, yes, Director Li."

"We tried an algorithm combining wavelet transform with an attention mechanism, aiming… aiming to focus on the instantaneous intent during motor imagination rather than stable rhythmic signals."

"Although the current performance is poor, latency is high, and it can only recognize a few simple commands…"

Chen Guang, at some point, also walked over, listened quietly for a while, then suddenly said, "Open your raw data stream and algorithm logic to Torch Dragon for trial run analysis."

"Torch Dragon?" Lin Feng and the others hadn't reacted yet when Chen Guang signaled his assistant to connect their device to a nearby data interface.

A few minutes later, in the control room, a massive screen began rapidly scrolling data that had been optimized by Torch Dragon.

The previously noisy signals became much clearer, and the efficiency and accuracy of feature extraction visibly improved.

Although hardware constraints kept latency present, recognition stability had already improved markedly.

"The core algorithmic logic possesses unique value," Chen Guang concluded calmly.

"Combined with Torch Dragon's large‑scale data processing and pattern‑recognition capabilities, it could theoretically solve some current bottlenecks, especially in predicting the 'lead time' of intent recognition."

"Perhaps… it could be applied to monitor and assist pilots of mechs under high load mental fatigue, and even… to accumulate low‑level data for future genuine neural‑link control."

Li Yang's eyes also flashed with light: "Exactly! If we can capture pilots' tactical intent more precisely and earlier.

Even if only used for assisted control or system state regulation, it can greatly boost human‑machine coordination efficiency and lessen the pilot's burden!"

Feng Yan listened quietly all along, watching these three youngsters whose eyes, once filled with nervous helplessness, now shone when discussing technology.

He glanced again at the algorithm on the screen, its potential revealed after Torch Dragon's enhancement, and his mind had already reached a decision.

He stepped before the three, his tone gentle yet imbued with undeniable authority: "Your ideas have great potential, unbound by existing frameworks."

"The crudeness of the equipment is not the issue; the ideas and creativity are priceless."

"On behalf of the Longyin Research Institute, I formally invite you to join and establish a 'Neural Engineering' preparatory group."

"Guided jointly by Director Chen Guang and Director Li Yang, the institute will provide all the resources and platform you need."

"Do you agree?"

Lin Feng, Sun Hao, and Zhao Min were completely stunned, the overwhelming surprise making them dizzy.

Damn… damn! Join Dragon Chant?

We can even form a group?

And be personally guided by two renowned directors?

"W‑willing! We are willing!" The three spoke almost in unison, their excitement altering the tone of their voices.

Wang Hao watched the scene, stroked his chin, and clicked his tongue: "Alright, Feng bro's 'scavenging'… uh, 'discovering hidden gems' skill is getting more and more extraordinary."

"But those kids, they really are lucky!"

Feng Yan smiled, ignoring Wang Hao's teasing.

He knew well that the seed of 'intent' planted today might, in the future, grow into a towering tree that overturns existing control paradigms.

He looked out the window; above the blue sky lay the vast starry firmament, and the future Longguo mech forces felt ever nearer!