Strongest Superhuman System - Chapter 453

Chapter 453: The Origin of The MDS
Clack! Clack! Clack! Clack! Clack! Clack!

The sound of keyboard keys being pressed at a rapid pace echoed in one of the inner rooms of Patrick’s private laboratories. Patrick was sitting on a chair in front of a large computer in the dark room. There were three screens in front of him, each one showing a different image, and Patrick was currently working on the screen on the left, writing C# code quickly.

Ever since the incident where Fiona went missing in that mission, Patrick had been holed up in this room, not bothering to leave unless it was to get some food or use the toilet. Patrick hadn’t shown his face to the outside world for about two months now, and he had been working on something that he thought would be able to help him in finding Fiona.

The screen on Patrick’s right showed that a file had finished uploading. The screen showed a loading bar for a second before an error message appeared showing that the upload had failed and Patrick just frowned as he clicked another button to start another upload sequence. The file started uploading again, and he ignored it and continued coding on the screen to his left.

During his isolation, Patrick realized how much of an idiot he had been all this time. Patrick was too nonchalant about the real dangers that the Anima and other superhumans posed in their world, and he just went out there without any real preparation. Fiona was right, Patrick was just a child who thought the superhuman world was some sort of playground.

But now, Patrick knew what he had to do. The main issue that Patrick had during that mission in the NSA was the fact that he was blind. While carrying out the mission, Patrick didn’t have any real way of predicting what was going to happen, neither did he have a method of telling Fiona an exact number of opponents that she could face.

If Patrick had known that Gunter was coming to the NSA building before he got there, then Patrick could have warned Fiona about it earlier. If Patrick could have predicted the number of Anima in the lab, then they wouldn’t have needed to improvise so much, and Fiona wouldn’t have been in so much trouble. These things weighed on Patrick’s mind like a curse, and it pushed Patrick to do something about it.

So, Patrick decided to do just that.

[MDS is currently at fifty percent completion. It is recommended that you relay the sequence of frequencies to better adjust the accuracy of the scanner. Would you like me to proceed to do that?]

The AI on Pat’s computer suddenly spoke up, and Pat ignored it for a moment as he finished typing a certain code that was proving difficult. He wrote more than thirty lines of code in less than ten seconds before he moved over to another folder where he wrote a test for that code and ran it. The test came back with a green tick, showing that it was running properly, and Patrick finally responded to his AI.

“Proceed with the scan and relay. But adjust the relay to infrared and make the spectrum wider so that it can detect deeper underground. With the recent surge in hidden Anima, we can’t be too careful.”

[Confirmed. Adjusting relay using the specified commands.]

The AI accepted the command and started to do as Patrick commanded it. Patrick turned to the screen in the middle of his desk. This screen showed a full map of America with all the regions being represented using red coloring. The areas with higher populations were covered with a darker shade, while those with fewer people living there had a lighter shade on them. The map had a lot of lines cross-sectioned over it, and all of the lines were showing the recent areas where Anima showed up as well as the possible places where Anima were more likely to show up again.

Pat finished up his code and then uploaded it to his computer. The computer ran through all the code sequences and then cross-checked them with the codes that he had written before to make sure they all worked well together before it uploaded the code to a satellite.

Pat didn’t have a satellite of his own since he didn’t have the permits to launch a rocket into space, but that was easily solved by buying satellites that were already in space from companies that weren’t using them anymore. There were more than ten thousand satellites orbiting Earth at any one time and over two thousand of those satellites were no longer being used by the people who put them there. Pat was able to recover the satellites orbiting above America from their original owners, pay off those owners, and then use the satellites for whatever he wanted.

Of course, it wasn’t cheap to buy all those satellites, and Pat had to use up almost all his funds as well as some of Mark’s funds in order to cover it all, but Pat was sure that Mark wouldn’t mind.

‘I’ll just write him a receipt and tell him that it was for miscellaneous purchases for the Vanguard guild. It’s just five hundred million dollars, I’m sure he’ll understand.’

Pat waited patiently as the system uploaded his code to the satellites, and he twirled a squishy ball in his hands constantly while praying that it worked. This was the fifteenth iteration of code that Pat would be sending up to the satellite, and if it didn’t work, then that would be more than ten hours of work down the drain! It had to work! It’s been two months since I started working on this, I can’t keep wasting this much time without any results!

[The current code is 99.9% adaptable. Should I upload it to the system and begin integrating it into the relay?]

“Fucking finally!”

Pat sighed happily and fell back in his seat once he heard his AI say this. This meant that the code was going to work. It wasn’t perfect, but Pat knew that nothing would ever be perfect when it came down to technology, so he was okay with his achievement. He told the AI to begin integrating it into the relay, and the AI accepted the command and began to do just that.

It didn’t take more than two hours before his AI came back with another notification.

[Congratulations, Master Patrick. The Mana Detection System is now fully online and operational. You have achieved a feat that the world felt was impossible for years.]

Pat grinned and fell back in his seat with another sigh as he looked up at the ceiling of his room. The dark circles around his eyes twitched every now and then, showing just how sleep-deprived he was, and the light from the screen illuminated the multiple cans and pizza boxes that were lying around the room.

Two months. Pat had been working nonstop for two months trying to figure out a way to make sure what happened with Fiona never happened again. And now, he finally did it!

He could detect mana using technology.

This was something that all the countries all over the world had been trying to do ever since the first superhumans appeared four years ago. Mana was a form of energy that no one understood. It was more powerful than anything the human race could conceive, and yet it was impossible to harness unless you used a blessing or an artifact. People have been trying to find a way to connect technology to mana for years. Even detecting mana at all was impossible, and people were already giving up on this because they just thought it was something humans were not supposed to do.

But Pat did it.