Stronger with Crimson Modifier

His perception spread.

It only extended for a few meters.

However, that was enough for Hu Qi to see his surroundings.

It was a dimly lit room.

The room was small and cramped. Patches of paint had peeled off the mottled walls, revealing the drab concrete underneath.

All around, it was stuffed with all sorts of clutter, as if every inch of space had been utilized to its absolute limit.

The walls were covered with various posters, all of them hand-drawn schematics of mechanical gears and circuit diagrams. Their colors were vibrant, yet they showed signs of wear.

Piled in a corner were several old electronic devices, their wires tangled together, blinking with a faint blue light.

On a nearby desk sat a modified computer, its case half-open, exposing the intricate circuit boards and cooling fans inside.

A bed was on the other side of the room. The sheets were dark gray, printed with some blurry geometric patterns.

Hanging by the headboard was a homemade LED lamp. Its lampshade was pieced together from scrap metal parts, and the light spilling through the cracks cast dappled shadows on the wall.

As for him, he was trapped in a desk drawer—or more precisely, confined within a Cross Medal.

Hu Qi tried to break free from his confinement, but every attempt was met with immense resistance.

Even when he used the power of Twisted Light, it was of little use.

Faced with this situation, Hu Qi’s brow furrowed slightly.

At the moment, it seemed he could do nothing but observe the outside world.

The worlds within the Bottomless Realm were completely different from other worlds.

The worlds here were strange and varied, and the Power of Rules was exceptionally strong.

Even a True God would need time to adapt upon arrival before they could exert their own power.

And this world before him was clearly just like that.

To enter it, one had to go through a period of buffering and adaptation.

Hu Qi was no exception.

Realizing this, he stopped trying and began to wait patiently.

「A short while later.」

The sound of soft footsteps broke the silence.

CLICK!

Just then, the closed door to one side was quietly pushed open.

Then, a slender figure slowly approached.

As the figure drew closer, their silhouette became clearer in the dim light.

It was a young girl with black hair and black eyes, her face dotted with a few freckles.

The girl’s exposed skin was excessively pale, as if she hadn’t seen the sun in a long time.

One could even see the dark, bluish veins beneath her skin, which was as thin as a cicada’s wing.

She entered the room and gently closed the door.

Then, she looked toward the window.

Outside, the dim sky was shrouded in rain, and droplets pattered against the glass.

In the distance, a massive neon billboard glowed hazily through the curtain of rain.

She stared for a moment, her gaze distant, lost in thought.

After a moment, she snapped back to reality.

She walked toward the wooden desk.

Her gait was slightly unsteady. Her right leg seemed to give her trouble, as she dragged it slightly with each step.

Her leg clearly had some sort of problem.

Despite this, her face was expressionless.

She was clearly long accustomed to the inconvenience.

The desk was piled high with books and parts. She casually picked up a book and began to read.

At this moment, Hu Qi was less than a meter away from the girl.

But he didn’t make any rash moves.

’This world is strange and complex to me. The first priority is to gather information, especially about the language.’

’Normally, I could analyze her language with a single glance.’

’However, the suppression from the Power of Rules has severely limited the power I can project. I can only rely on learning.’

Language is a method of communication between living beings.

Its importance goes without saying.

For an ordinary person, learning a new language from scratch is simply not something that can be done in a short time.

However, as a True God who had condensed Immortal Divinity, his learning ability and his depth of information processing had long surpassed the scope of normal human understanding.

Extrapolating from a single example was a trivial matter for him.

In less than half a minute, he had analyzed the language of this world and grasped the basics of its writing system.

Although he was inside the Cross Medal, Hu Qi’s perspective was not limited by angles; he could observe everything in the room with a 360-degree, unobstructed view.

Right now, the cover of the book in the girl’s hands clearly displayed the title: Transistor Circuit Design.

The open page showed Chapter Three: Frequency Response of a Common-Emitter Amplifier.

[...At high frequencies, the junction capacitance effect of the transistor cannot be ignored, especially the collector junction capacitance Cμ and the emitter junction capacitance Cπ. They form a low-pass filter with the resistors in the circuit, causing a drop in high-frequency gain.

To analyze the high-frequency response, we need to establish the transistor’s high-frequency small-signal model...]

The girl, however, seemed unaware of his presence and remained focused on her reading.

From time to time, she would pick up a pen to write or sketch something.

"No, this won’t work. The transistor will just crap out at high frequencies!"

"Cμ and Cπ... these two capacitors are total high-frequency killers!"

"The book says a common-base circuit can improve the frequency response... but the output impedance is too low, and its load-driving capability is too poor..."

"Maybe... I could try a cascode configuration? Sacrifice a bit of voltage gain..."

The girl’s brow furrowed slightly.

As she muttered to herself, she used her pen to sketch a rough circuit diagram, which faintly resembled some kind of improved common-emitter amplifier.

A name on a book to the side told Hu Qi the girl’s name: Zhao Ying.

At the same time, by investigating the contents of some of the books in the room...

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