Rebirth: Super Banking System
Chapter 1717 - 1548 Holographic Era (Please subscribe!)

Chapter 1717: Chapter 1548 Holographic Era (Please subscribe!)

Three minutes.

Of course, not all of it.

But just this one projection device.

After all.

The cables and fixed bases were all set up in advance. Just place the device on them, bolt it down, connect the interfaces - it’s completely foolproof work. Three minutes, factoring in the time for getting the devices on and off.

"Is it done?" Neemu asked.

"Once all 25 devices are installed, you can power them up," the installer explained.

Upon hearing this.

Neemu looked full of anticipation.

Since there was only one team, it was done one by one.

After more than forty minutes.

All 25 projection devices purchased by Neemu were installed, outdoors, in the living room, corridor, bedroom, and even a special sliding platform room. The devices were still in an inactive state.

"Please turn on the power supply."

"Alright."

These devices.

Are powered by dedicated lines.

Neemu flipped the power switch and quickly came to the living room, where he saw two devices at the top corners of the room flashing yellow lights.

"Voltage is normal, devices are activating."

Neemu walked over to the installer, watching him operate a tablet. The installer explained, "This is a dedicated tablet for the projection devices, only for controlling our company’s devices."

"Based on devices, not accounts."

"Can only be used for your home devices."

"No password."

"Remote control is not possible, only within 500 meters of the device. This is mainly for safety, to prevent anyone from maliciously remotely controlling the devices here via the internet."

"..."

The installer explained one thing after another.

Neemu kept nodding.

Understanding.

Technology.

Brings convenience.

But can also pose risks.

These devices come with surveillance, and if someone remotely controls them, how can privacy be ensured? Microcrystalline Technology is also wary, to avoid future malicious lawsuits over ’privacy theft’ or ’insecurity’.

They came up with such a plan.

In the future.

If there is a video leak, no one can sue Microcrystalline Technology.

After half a minute.

The devices fully powered up.

Functioning normally.

Self-check complete.

"Please wait, we need to conduct a test, ten minutes."

"Alright."

As Neemu finished speaking.

He witnessed a magical scene appearing in the living room. Light points were arranged methodically, and the installer manipulated the virtual buttons in his hand, causing the array to rotate.

Up.

Down.

Left.

Right.

The installer visually tested the positions of these light points.

To see if they formed a straight line.

In holographic projection.

The key is accuracy, no distortion, unlike visual projections which may distort when encountering curves, turns, or projection angle issues.

It must be accurate to the millimeter.

Examining a square light point array from ten centimeters.

Five centimeters.

Three centimeters.

One centimeter.

Five millimeters.

...

Checked it all over.

Finally confirmed accuracy to one millimeter, looking down a corridor over ten meters long, two light point lines one millimeter apart had to be visible without any single point blocking the view.

Fortunately.

The company’s technology is impressive.

No points appeared ’off-course’.

"So strict?"

Neemu was astounded.

Speaking of which.

The installer carried out the next test, tapping a few times quickly on the tablet, and suddenly, next to Neemu, a light point coalesced into a... himself? Neemu’s heart leaped with joy; finally, it was the portrait projection phase.

He raised his right hand.

The projection also raised its right hand.

"Hiss~~"

No delay at all, it’s amazing. The installer made some adjustments, aligning the projection with Neemu.

Poking the nose.

Opening the mouth.

Making a funny face.

Pulling the ear.

Neemu was having a blast.

It’s so interesting.

"Mr. Neemu, here’s the manual. Our official website also has instructional guides. You can check them out. If everything’s alright, here’s the receipt." The installer handed over a document.

Neemu realized there was an outsider present.

"Alright."

After glancing at the content.

He decisively signed his name.

Three days ago.

Besides notifying about the installation.

The second reason was to have him pay the final installment.

Five hundred and thirty thousand dollars, he paid the full amount at the time.

"Thank you for supporting our products. If there are any issues, please consult our company’s customer service, available twenty-four hours to answer your queries."

"Sure."

Holding the tablet.

Neemu saw them off, realizing the biggest joy of buying electronic products is exploring their functionality. He couldn’t wait any longer; he’d be busy all day today. Watching the car drive away.

"Hmm?"

The device at the main gate seems to be off.

Neemu looked down at the tablet and located the device.

’Activate.’

Since it was in standby mode, in the next moment, the projection directly displayed.

"Wow."

Neemu exclaimed.

He saw.

A faint red light curtain appeared one meter in front of him, very wide, very large. On his side, he could see several pieces of information like time, date, and the day’s Washington weather, etc.

On the other side.

It said ’Private territory.’

"Indeed, just like what’s described on the website," Neemu said happily.

Back then.

At the press conference, Tang Qing introduced ten scenarios, and for each scenario, Microcrystalline Technology provided basic solutions, much like Microsoft’s operating system.

Comes with some software.

You can write other software.

This kind of ’access control indicator’ is one of its basic scenarios.

Styles.

Text.

Light curtain color.

Can all be customized and modified.

Highly user-friendly.

On the tablet.

Neemu checked the projection distance progress bar, sliding it forward, and the entire light curtain moved forward. A second later, it had moved over fifteen meters past the iron gate, while maintaining good clarity.

At this time.

Clarity dipped slightly, but the font became larger, still legible.

The progress bar indicated.

Moving it further.

Clarity would drop further, so Neemu stopped testing because his friends had arrived.

"Vroom~~ Screech~~~"

A black Lamborghini.

Screeched to a halt in front of the light curtain.

Out stepped a peer, with a female companion in the passenger seat.

"Is this holographic projection?"

The female companion excitedly took out her mobile phone to post on Moments.

"Startled me, I almost thought there was a screen installed here." The young man curiously stepped forward, reaching out and touching the ’Private territory’ letters, which flashed before him without leaving any sensation.

"Interesting."

"~~~ Screech~~~"

Another sports car sped over hurriedly.

After getting out.

Just when he was about to touch it.

Suddenly.

The light curtain before him retreated, moving past the iron gate, past Neemu, stopping behind Neemu, and Neemu loudly beckoned, "Friends, come in quickly, let me show you more fun stuff."

"Coming."

Two sports cars drove in.

More cars followed one after another.

"So clear."

"It’s a pity none of our friends had theirs installed today; otherwise, we could connect them."

"I know someone."

"Quick, call and ask."

One hour later.

Western media was dominated by the news about ’Time’.

"The holographic era has officially arrived!"