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Tech level calculations

Since I've seen a lot of questions in the shouts about this, here's the deal with tech level increases.

Both tech level prices and capacities increase exponentially.

Where t is tech level:
Capacity = 10 * 1.04138^t
Energy Capacity = 50 * 1.04138^t
Cost = 500 * 1.07670^t

To get the cost of an upgrade, subtract the cost of the current level from the cost of the target level.

The capacity increase works out to about a 4.14% increase per tech level. If you can carry 100 units of goods and then upgrade your hull by one level, you can now carry 104. Each 10-level upgrade gets you just shy of a 50% increase in capacity. Each 17-level upgrade gets you an increase of ~99.22%, about doubling your capacity. Each 20-level increase gets you a 125% increase in capacity.

Energy capacity is five times what other capacities would be at a given level. It's still about a 4.14% increase per level.

At higher levels, the cost is more expensive per level. Upgrading from 150 to 160 costs 35,656,419 C. Upgrading from 160 to 170 costs 74,659,462 C.

Entry Edited 4 times - Edited on Mar 5, 2008 - 6:58 am

Post Date: Mar 5, 2008 - 6:54 am

Graph of player rankings on main

I've been writing some code, and this is one of its functions. Only players who've logged in in the last 2 days are included.



Here's one with player efficiency added. Efficiency number is scaled by 100,000.



Entry Edited 1 time - Edited on Aug 15, 2007 - 4:10 pm

Post Date: Aug 15, 2007 - 3:57 pm

Opticks

When Sadie prodded her for the reason behind her discontent, she went into a rambling discourse on Newton's Opticks, a five-hundred year-old treatise written by a closeted religious zealot and brilliant natural philosopher.

Here was a being who couldn't possibly fathom their way of life or even the nature of their existences, but had teased out basic laws and facts about the universe that still influenced his descendents today. He lived on a tiny planet, under threat of death by raging wars and disease. But this individual, virtually a caveman, had scratched marks on his dead tree slabs that still had value.

She asked, "What is my place in this vast universe?" They swam in the aether like whales once did in the oceans of Newton's Earth -- a bywater historical park in this age, standing watch over its strange brethren and progeny like the abandoned sphinxes of Egypt.

Sadie came to realize that, to her sister, this power and freedom still seemed meaningless without the kind of lasting importance that Newton had attained. They were really no closer to answering it than those Cro-Magnons that had scribbled ochre on the caves at Lascaux, when homo sapiens was in its infancy.

Post Date: Jul 10, 2007 - 5:53 am

Homecoming

Wisps of data crept up bio-optic tendrils, alighting on her neurons. She smelled starfire light-years distant, faint like a scent almost forgotten. Layers of quantum circuitry carried blizzards of sensation, piling up in drifts only to be sloughed off by pruning algorithms.

Maneuvering her prosthetic hull through these deep holes, branch by branch, gnawed at those base urges still hardwired into her wetware. Products of eons of evolution, they would not be placated nor denied. She longed for home, for security; she longed for her tribe and mate. Deep beneath the dreamlike dataflow, her primate urges for belonging and comfort needled her on past stars, hubs of commerce, minor outposts, and minefields.

Off in the distance, dozens of parsecs off her starboard turrets, a wing of fightercraft scoured the sector for fresh blood, welcoming her back to her people in their peculiar way.

Post Date: Jul 10, 2007 - 4:50 am
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