Chapter 147 – Brain Waves
<span style="font-weight:400">It waste at night, and I was sitting in the garden, right behind our bedroom. As summer arrived, we were having surprisingly hot weather right after an awful winter. What the hell was going on? Did the climate get fucked up here too? Is this some kind of magical ozone breakage? Or was it the dead Empress''s work? A magical nuclear winter?
<span style="font-weight:400">"Uga!"
<span style="font-weight:400">"You think so too?" Iughed, rubbing my daughter''s head, who was sitting in myp, pping happily. Unlike her brother, who was asleep inside, nestled between Yuri, Luna, and Sasha, living like a king should, I was here, airing my thoughts out. Of course, when I woke up, the little one sat up at the same time, hugging me, wanting toe along on a midnight adventure.
<span style="font-weight:400">"Guga!"
<span style="font-weight:400">"I have no idea what that means, but I agree." I answered her, running my fingers through her zing red hair, feeling proud of my little pumpkins. Both of them were growing faster than they should... Not that I amining because they were not yet a year old but could already walk. Well, wobbling around like a penguin, to be honest. They were also ''talking'' a lot. Okaaaay, they were not forming sentences, but for sure, the two were perfectly capable ofmunicating with each other.
<span style="font-weight:400">"Gug."
<span style="font-weight:400">"Did you just roll your eyes at me?" Iughed, beginning to tickle her, which she tried to endure before breaking into a heartyughter. "Cheeky little girl! Don''t think your daddy will let you do whatever just because you are cute, hmph!"
<span style="font-weight:400">"Uguga! Gu!"
<span style="font-weight:400">"Yeah, I know you can manipte your moms more easily. A loud cry, tears in the eyes, and bam, they already stripping to feed both of you."
<span style="font-weight:400">"Gagu!"
<span style="font-weight:400">"And you are proud of it?" Iughed, watching her nod with hands on her hips, but then it hit me. "Wait... I understand... what you are trying to say."
<span style="font-weight:400">"Gau."
<span style="font-weight:400">"How... is that... possible?"
<span style="font-weight:400">I wasn''t joking. Looking into my daughter''s bright eyes, she was grinning toothlessly and happily as if I had just realized something very basic. It was not mind reading... that''s for sure. It was more like she was transmitting her raw thoughts to me, trying tomunicate what she meant by her babblings. Was she using magic? It was the only way I could exin what I was experiencing.
<span style="font-weight:400">It was the first thing I told Sasha the following day, and we have been carefully trying to test it in the following days. The way the two little impsmunicated with each other was making sense now. They weren''t talking; they were conveying their thoughts to each other, and now they began using it on us.
<span style="font-weight:400">It was such a subtle thought. If we had not looked for it, we could easily have missed it and never realized what was happening. I had so many questions, but I couldn''t really ask them because they couldn''t put it into words and exin it. The only way we could ''experiment'' was to always be conscious about it when caring for them, trying to figure out what was happening and hoping they would be able to remember it and replicate it when they get older.
<span style="font-weight:400">Another interesting thing happened when Merlin got involved; he wasn''t experiencing the same thing as we were. Of course, he didn''t doubt our ims and began using his new measuring devices, which were being developed for the mech and tuned to interact with magical waves. After a handful of measurements, he came to a conclusion telling us clearly.
<span style="font-weight:400">"They, for sure, are mages. Both of them." He exined, beaming with excitement, "The measurements show that faint magical waves doe from their bodies, but they have a specific frequency, tuned in a way so only you pick it up."
<span style="font-weight:400">"Us?" Sasha asked, looking around, holding Arthur, who was nodding, arms crossed, wearing a proud look while Le was in myp, bopping her head back and forth as if she was listening to some sick tune, entertaining herself.
<span style="font-weight:400">"Yes." Merlin continued, "Whatever they do, it''s almost instinctual and adjusted to you—their parents."
<span style="font-weight:400">"This means... us too?" Yuri asked, her voice trembling slightly, beaming from happiness when Merlin nodded.
<span style="font-weight:400">"Yes! I tested it multiple times, and the wavesing off them are tuned to all of you. As for what... I can''t really tell, but I am sure that is why only you can understand them."
<span style="font-weight:400">"Brain waves." I blurted out, thinking, working to recall anything I had read about them in my previous life, but there wasn''t much as it was outside of my field of expertise. "Brain waves are rhythmic patterns of electric activity generated by the neurons inside our head. They happen when we think. Several types of brain waves exist, and they can be categorized by their frequencies. There are Delta waves ranging around 0.5-4 Hz. These slowest brain waves are typically associated with deep sleep or unconsciousness. Theta waves, between 4-8 Hz, are usually present during light sleep, deep rxation, and meditation and are active when it is about creative thinking and problem-solving. Alpha wavese in the 8-13 Hz range. They are prominent when the brain is rxed but awake, such as during meditation, daydreaming, or light tasks. The next step is Beta waves at 13-30 Hz. These are the results of active, alert, and focused cognitive activity when high concentration, problem-solving, and dynamic thinking are happening. Lastly, Gamma waves are all above 30 Hz. They are the fastest brain waves and are associated with higher cognitive functions such as memory, perception, and abstract problem-solving." I exined in one go, quoting all my recalled knowledge, conveying nothing useful to anybody here but Merlin.
<span style="font-weight:400">"I see, I see... I never thought about it like that! Leon, you should have told me this earlier!" He eximed, standing up and walking back and forth in the room.
<span style="font-weight:400">"Sorry, I am not a brain scientist, so it doesn''t ur to me, okay?" I shrugged, adding more while rubbing my head, "Also, these waves can exist side by side; it doesn''t mean that our brain can''t multitask."
<span style="font-weight:400">"Yes, yes... of course!" He murmured, his voice getting more and more excited.
<span style="font-weight:400">"What? Will you make a trantor for babies?" I asked, making him stop and look at us, blinking his eyes in surprise.
<span style="font-weight:400">"Wha-? Oh. No, I don''t think it''s important. I wasn''t thinking about the kids."
<span style="font-weight:400">"Gu!" Grunted both Arthur and Le simultaneously, pouting, getting angry, and throwing fire at Merlin with their eyes.
<span style="font-weight:400">"But I think I got it!" He continued, gathering his stuff in a hurry, "I got to go, Leon! I think I know how to create the operation system for the mech! I totally do!"
<span style="font-weight:400">"What the..." I sat there, watching him rush out of the room, leaving the door open.
<span style="font-weight:400">"He really had an idea, huh?" Sasha mumbled, knowing that we wouldn''t see Merlin for a few days...
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<span style="font-weight:400">Eventually, those few days became weeks, during which Merlin disappeared entirely from public view. I was in the factory, overseeing the construction as we moved on to creating the base of the torso when I was told he had finally emerged and was looking for me.
<span style="font-weight:400">"Thank you, dear," I leaned in, kissing Yuri''s face, who hade to deliver the news that he had reappeared.
<span style="font-weight:400">"Brr. It still creeps me out when you are this kind."
<span style="font-weight:400">"I know~!"
<span style="font-weight:400">"Bully."
<span style="font-weight:400">"Don''t steal Luna''s catchphrase. How did he look? Worn out?" I asked, trying to keep the topic on track.
<span style="font-weight:400">"Like Luna when she regains consciousness after an eventful night. If I didn''t know that Elena was back in Greybank, I would have thought she had her way with the boy, sucking him dry. He looks like a mummy! Luna is making some food for the idiot because he hasn''t eaten at all since being stuck in his ce."
<span style="font-weight:400">"Haaah... He can go overboard sometimes!" I shrugged, shaking my head while watching our workers. "I will let him eat, rest a little, then we can talk. It will also let him organize his thoughts, or I will not get what he made at all."
<span style="font-weight:400">"He was erratic for sure. So? How''s thingsing along?" She asked with augh, leaning forward on the railing, watching as the heavy metal bs were now weightless thanks to magic, and Sasha was down there, using her mes to weld them together.
<span style="font-weight:400">"Surprisingly good. What is being made now will be the main core of the machine where our primary CC will be installed. After it''s done, we can attach the legs and move them onto the torso unit."
<span style="font-weight:400">"Are you really going to make it a hunchback?" She asked, ying with her hair, "Wouldn''t it look weird?"
<span style="font-weight:400">"Maybe, but it has its advantages. By cing the head unit and the cockpit in the chest area, we can use the space on its back and shoulders to mount weapon tforms and shoulder pads with defensive magic on them. It will further increase its defensive efforts. It won''t be a fast-moving mech with what we have, so I will make it robust and strong. Something that withstands damage and dishes it out in turn. These ones won''t be zooming around the battlefield. We will have our regr army for that, so think of these as monster busters!"
<span style="font-weight:400">"Mmmh... I can''t wait to bust some balls with it." She grinned, making me smile and p her butt.
<span style="font-weight:400">"Let''s go before you get so wet that I can use your nectar to lube the machine parts in the factory!"
<span style="font-weight:400">"Fufufufu... I did rub off on ya a little, didn''t I?"
<span style="font-weight:400">"Noment."
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<span style="font-weight:400">Ultimately, it was already way into the night when I had a chance to sit down with Merlin because he fell asleep at the table the moment he filled his stomach. I can''t me him; the little genius has been working for who knows how long, maybe not even sleeping for a whole week. Well, anyway, by the time he was up, he looked like he recharged himself to 100%.
<span style="font-weight:400">"I got it all worked out!" he eximed, rolling out a giant parchment with a highlyplex formation drawn on it, one that was making me dizzy.
<span style="font-weight:400">"Slow down; let me look at it first!" I raised a hand, stopping him from continuing while studying it. "Is this... self-adjusting?"
<span style="font-weight:400">"It is based on my specialty, yes! Anyway, this is the first one I made. It is not for regr use because it is designed for a mage. I had to start with this so I could then work from here and make one that ispatible with regr people."
<span style="font-weight:400">"Wait! So if we install this, does it mean that only a mage could control the mech?"
<span style="font-weight:400">"Anyone else would have trouble using it, but it wouldn''t be impossible. Only using its functions would be very limited. With this, just as you can feel what your kids mean or want from you, you would be in the same sync with the machine! You would feel it like you feel your body, giving you much greater control and precision, not to mention the improved response times!"
<span style="font-weight:400">"I see. It does sound wonderful..." I mumbled, remembering how the top-of-the-line tanks were in my time. Yet, listening to his description and watching the formation, I had the feeling that this one would make them even more precise than an AI-assisted machine.
<span style="font-weight:400">"Then, I could do more from here and came up with this!" He unrolled the second one with a simr formation that was not a bit smaller or lessplex. "This is designed for regr people!"
<span style="font-weight:400">"I can see that it has thirty CC requirements." I spoke at once, realizing the fact from the get-go.
<span style="font-weight:400">"It is a must. Magicless pilots wouldn''t be able to control it otherwise. But I made it modr. In essence, the formation would be preloaded with all themands needed. As the pilot controls the machine, themands activate and control the machine, thanks to the CC. Moreover, the outside information would be processed in real time and disyed for the pilot as an image... I would call it the Imaginary! Ahaha! I was stuck while thinking about it, but then the idea hit me from nowhere!"
<span style="font-weight:400">"<i><span style="font-weight:400">From nowhere... huh?</i><span style="font-weight:400">" I thought, looking at him and smiling, watching how excited he was.
<span style="font-weight:400">"With this formation as its control unit, the input from the outside world and the pilot would be picked up instantly and transmitted at the speed of thought, allowing the mech to move and all of its inner functions to be controlled by one master formation! By this one! I made it so that this would be the brain that sends out thought waves. It is so simple; I can''t believe it took me this long toe up with it!"
<span style="font-weight:400">"Comparing the two, what would be the performance difference?" I asked, scratching my chin, flipping back and forth between the two spells.
<span style="font-weight:400">"My estimations are that a mage operating a mech would be exponentially faster, quicker, and more reactive. Still... an experienced pilot could still match an inexperienced witch. But that needs live testing; for now, this is all but theory!"
<span style="font-weight:400">"Not for long." I pped, unable to wash off my grin. "We will begin building the cockpit and installing this formation into it. I will make a few design changes so the head of the mech will be interchangeable! That way, we can manufacture different ones and swap them, depending on whether the pilot is a mage or not."