The ancient immortal revived, and ten thousand foxes worshiped me as their teacher

The cold wind in the early morning blew through the northern suburbs base.

There are people coming and going in the corridor of the laboratory building. Some people have just gone to work, some have just come off work, and some cannot get off work yet.

In the electron microscopy laboratory, there is a set of somewhat old cryo-electron microscopes, with sheets of printing paper affixed on them, describing the operating specifications one by one... This is the instrument brought by Professor Fang, and it is his precious baby, and he cherishes it very much. No one is allowed to mess around.

At the computer desk next to him, Qu Hailou adjusted his glasses.

She took a sip of hot water, operated the mouse with her right hand, opened the attachment of the email, and saw the code sent by Bai Mo.

"Hmm...what else can white ink experts do like this?"

She followed the instructions in the email, step by step, operating the fitting software, opening the algorithm editor, and replacing the code inside with the white ink code.

Click Save.

drop!

A pop-up window pops up.

[The original code has been successfully backed up]

[This edit will be recorded in the log and copied to the administrator]

[Can you confirm and edit the fitting algorithm? 】

Qu Hailou was stunned for a moment.

"Did Professor Fang do this confirmation step himself?"

She suddenly remembered that someone in Professor Fang's team seemed to be working on fitting algorithms and algorithm optimization.

"who cares."

Click [Confirm]!

Exit the editor, return to the fitting interface, use the image she projected, and click [Start Fitting].

Then the fitting progress bar popped up, and the fan of the computer case hummed and began to spin wildly, as if shouting, "There's a big job coming!"

Qu Hailou shook the mouse casually, but he saw that the mouse pointer on the screen was not moving smoothly. The computer must have been exhausted.

Footsteps sounded, but Professor Fang, who had a square face and a crew cut, walked in. He turned around to look at his precious instruments, and then came over to Quhai Tower.

As soon as he received the email, Qu Hailou changed the algorithm, so he came over to watch the excitement.

He frowned when he heard the sound of the computer fan.

"Xiaoqu, if you change this... you're quite energetic. Isn't it going to be an endless loop? Hehe."

His own team is working on this algorithm, and what is currently implemented in the fitting software is the latest and best results of his team. In his opinion, Qu Hailou's random manipulation of the algorithm is purely superfluous.

Qu Hailou smiled awkwardly.

Just sit here and just look at the progress bar.

"Professor Fang, where are you?"

Mo Lanyou came in with a document. When he saw Qu Hailou, he came forward and looked at the computer screen with a narrow smile on his face.

"You...are you trying to analyze the fairy grass?

"Haha, hahaha."

He has done this before and knows that the composition of the grass jelly is very special and cannot be purified at all. In a solution of grass jelly, there are at least three or four kinds of molecules mixed together, which cannot be analyzed at all!

Qu Hailou nodded, laughed dryly, and continued to stare at the progress bar.

This progress bar jumped very fast. In a short time, it jumped from thirty to fifty, and then from fifty to eighty.

Professor Fang and Mo Lanyou both grinned and were not in a hurry to leave. They stood nearby and talked quietly.

"We are encountering difficulties in cultivating Chazhen grass. Here are a few parameters to see if you can help..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw Qu Hailou next to him, his eyes shining and he grinned!

"It's done!"

Um?

The two of them stuck their heads over.

Then four windows suddenly popped up on the desktop.

In each window, there is a complex three-dimensional structure that can be dragged with the mouse.

Professor Fang was stunned for a moment, then subconsciously reached out, grabbed the mouse from Qu Hailou's hand, and dragged the structures.

"Is this possible?

"really?

"Did you get fooled?"

He himself studies algorithms in this area and knows the complexity inside!

Generating a single image, the algorithm is already complex!

Generating two images at the same time is currently a difficult problem that top teams in major universities are tackling!

Generating multiple images at the same time...no one has thought about this yet.

What happened when Qu Hailou got this algorithm?

Mo Lanyou was stunned for a moment, then subconsciously stepped forward, pushed Professor Fang away, grabbed the mouse, and dragged the three-dimensional structures.

"This is... the ingredient inside the grass jelly?

"real or fake?

"Aren't these two the same kind?

"Ah, no, one is left-handed and the other is right-handed, with different chirality.

"Is this structure so complicated...

"The fairy grass...can be analyzed from now on?"

Professor Fang and Mo Lanyou both widened their eyes and trembled slightly.

"Quick, open the algorithm editor and look at the source code!"

Mo Lanyou frowned.

"Why are you looking at the source code? I can't understand it either."

He is engaged in biochemistry and cannot understand codes, algorithms and mathematics.

Professor Fang pushed Mo Lanyou away with one arm and grabbed the mouse.

"This is what I do, I can understand it!"

He opened the editor in a few clicks, and when he saw the source code, he leaned forward and stared at the screen.

Qu Hailou was sitting in front of the computer. He felt a little embarrassed when he saw these two people standing next to him, bending over and bumping into each other... Do you want to get up and give up your seat?

Is Baimo Expert’s code very powerful?

Before she could finish struggling, she saw Professor Fang staring at the screen, frowning, his expression broken... He really couldn't understand it!

"Who wrote this code? Please tell him about it?"

"Hahaha, this is good news, great news. I'll give Professor Zhang a call to tell him the good news!"

Just as Qu Hailou was about to speak, he heard a "bang" and the iron door of the laboratory closed on its own.

The computer screen suddenly seemed to be infected with a virus, and each window closed by itself.

A big red prompt box popped up on the desktop, with a short line of text in the prompt box.

[Please stop contacting the outside world for the time being]

The lower right corner of the computer prompts that the network is disconnected.

The signal on Mo Lanyou's cell phone next to her was blocked.

Professor Fang was stunned for a moment, looking at the iron door of the laboratory that was automatically closed, looking at the prompt box on the computer desktop, and seeing the signature on the prompt box...

【Human Race Secret Brain Office】

Qu Hailou, Mo Lanyou and Professor Fang looked at each other in confusion.

"Secret brain office?"

…

In the laboratory building of the northern suburbs base, Secretary Zhang hurriedly arrived at Professor Fang's office with his suitcase. Ignoring the greetings of several doctoral students, he squatted down, took out Professor Fang's computer host, disassembled the hard drive, and connected The hard drive management tool in the suitcase completely destroys the piece of code just sent by email.

…

brush……

The car stopped in front of Xiancao Tower.

With a serious expression, Chen Wenquan got out of the car door, carried his suitcase, and hurriedly entered the Xiancao Building.

I met Professor Zhang face to face in the corridor.

"Huh? Lao Chen? What are you doing in such a hurry?"

Chen Wenquan's expression was natural, "Haha, it's okay, you are busy with your business! Don't worry about me!"

The Secret Brain Office has just made a special statement that this matter must be kept secret from Professor Zhang!

Professor Zhang also instantly understood that many things in the committee needed to be hidden from the Ancient Immortal Qingluo in his mind. He understands very well. At this moment, he smiled and passed by Chen Wenquan.

…

In the laboratory, a group of students were having a good time, asking Bai Mo about the document.

"The chromatographic conditions of this column chromatography..."

Boom!

The laboratory door opened, and Chen Wenquan walked in.

I saw him closing the door and locking it. He glanced around and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that they were all from the Xiancao Experimental Class.

I saw Huang Sitong again, baring his teeth and grinning. He felt really bad... It involved a foreign class, so things were a lot more troublesome!

He sighed.

"Students, please go to the right side of the laboratory and sit down. I will talk to Bai Mo about something. The situation is urgent, so I'm sorry."

The students all had strange expressions, but they all cooperated and crowded to the right side of the laboratory.

Leave the left side to Lao Chen and Bai Mo.

Bai Mo frowned and saw Chen Wenquan approaching, took out his mobile phone and handed it over.

Then there was a chat window on the phone.

The nickname of the opposite side is, [Secret Brain Office]

The message sent was also brief and got to the point.

[Good morning, white ink expert]

[First of all, thank you for your contribution to the human race]

[We want to know, where is the limit of the algorithm? How many structures of molecules can be fitted at the same time? What is the success rate? 】

Bai Mo suddenly realized that he saw the fitting software closing automatically on the computer screen, the network that was cut off in the lower right corner of the computer, and then he looked at the students who were rushed to the side of the laboratory, and the locked door... Such a movement, it turned out to be Is it for that piece of code? That algorithm?

Is it that important?

It seems...it's really important.

Bai Mo thought for a moment and entered in the dialog box.

【Six species and below】

[As long as the computing power is strong enough and the image input is enough, it can basically succeed]

With the performance of this algorithm, it can only parse the fairy grass of sequence nine at most. Even the more troublesome ones in Sequence Nine cannot be solved by this algorithm. So Bai Mo subconsciously didn't pay much attention to it.

But looking at the reaction of the Secret Brain Office at this time, I thought about it again... Even if it can only analyze the sequence of Nine Immortals, the significance of this algorithm to the human race may be much greater than Bai Mo subconsciously thought!

The human race planted a large number of Sequence Nine Immortals.

The human race has a strong industrial system.

It was originally difficult for the two to go hand in hand, and it was difficult for the existing technology to support the industrial development of grass jelly... But after this algorithm successfully analyzed the grass jelly, things became different.

There was no response in the dialog box. It seemed that rigorous and careful consideration, evaluation and deliberation were going on at the other end.

Chen Wenquan squatted at the foot of the computer desk, opened his suitcase, took out the hard drive from the chassis, and used the hard drive processing tool to process the hard drive where the code had just been saved.

The students on the other side of the laboratory looked at Bai Mo with strange eyes, but did not dare to speak loudly.

The fox apprentice hummed, standing on the master's shoulder, looking at the mobile phone with the master. The fox's face was full of seriousness... Although it didn't know why it was serious, foxes are cunning and can read the atmosphere best!

After a long time, a response appeared in the dialog box.

【We understand】

[Your work is of profound significance]

[The connection between Xiancao and the human industrial system has completed another important step]

[In order to protect you, we will try our best to hide your glory, I hope you understand]

[I wish you a happy life and smooth work]

[The flash of your mind is the most precious fire of the human race]

The dialog box closes.

Chen Wenquan had finished handling the hard drive and raised his head to look at Bai Mo.

"Are you done talking?"

Bai Mo nodded.

Chen Wenquan stood up and looked at the students.

"It's hard for me to say what happened this morning.

“I guess you don’t realize how significant it is.

"It's weird to say more or less. In short, I hope you can... keep it a secret! Try to keep it a secret for as long as possible!"

The students were stunned for a moment and nodded.

Yang Zhan probably realized something and was thankful that the ancient immortal in his dream didn't pay attention to him.

In Huang Sitong's mind, the two ancient immortals thought for a long time and wanted to understand the key.

"This Bai Mo... Fortunately, this guy is in Xizhou and is protected by the boss of Xizhou.

"Otherwise, I'm afraid he will be assassinated madly."

…

If in a large room.

There are doors but no windows, it is airtight, the decoration is luxurious and magnificent.

Four big fat men sat in a circle on four large sofas, holding four cigars and puffing away smoke.

Only the occasional smacking and sighing sounds made the smoke ring of this cigar reveal a trace of depression.

Boss Dai, sitting on the east side, frowned.

"No results yet?"

The road boss sitting on the south side blew out smoke rings.

"The ancient immortal is urging me again, asking me if I can do it?

“And there’s not just one Ancient Immortal, but ten machines, given to ten Ancient Immortals.

"Ten ancient immortals all want my help in separation and purification."

Boss Tong was sitting on the west side, holding a cigar.

“This job is too difficult, and that bullshit fairy grass is not something from the human world at all.

“It’s not just a matter of time, the existing technology is actually not enough.

“I don’t understand the separation at all.

"Boss Cheng, what did the scientists you found say?"

Boss Cheng, who was sitting in the north, looked up and sighed.

“A bunch of trash can’t even handle it.

“It’s disgusting to say this.

“We spent a lot of money but could only find second-rate scientists.

"The Immortal Committee has noticed it, investigated everything, and was on guard everywhere. Fortunately, my men spent enough money and were smart enough to avoid being caught."

The office fell into silence, and the light smoke drifted like a gloomy cloud.

Each of the four of them has been in the business world for many years and understands people's hearts, industries, society, and the world.

They didn't even bother to say "find first-class scientists."

People who can become first-class scientists have some brain problems.

That group of people are neither short of money nor in love with money, and cannot be moved by just money.

If you really bring the money to find them, the matter will definitely not be done, and the Immortal Committee will catch them head and tail, and follow the clues to find out a few of them!

The poor and the high hold the evergreen scroll!

A thousand pieces of gold can’t break the sage’s words!

What's more, this era has not treated scientists badly, and scientists are no longer poor!

Boss Lu suddenly said.

"There is a very young scientist in Xizhou named Bai Mo.

"Young people like this have no hair on their lips. Can we think of a way to get a girl or something..."

Boss Dai was categorical.

"Don't!

“I’ve gotten to know this guy too.

"But you know me, I don't read much, and I rely on intuition to do business. I rely on intuition step by step to survive until today.

“My intuition is naturally very accurate, and it has helped me make a lot of money and avoid many difficulties along the way.

"That Bai Mo... he does look young.

"But when it comes to contacting him, as soon as I think about it, my intuition feels something is wrong, something very wrong!

“I don’t want to have anything to do with him, I don’t want to have anything to do with him!

"I always feel that if I get a little bit of him! A little bit! A little bit... I will die miserably."

The other three bosses were stunned, shut up one after another, stopped mentioning this issue, and continued to lower their heads, smoking depressed cigarettes and exhaling miserable clouds.

They often doubt financial reports, the market, and people's hearts... But they firmly believe in Boss Dai's intuition and never doubt it.

It's the end of the month. . The adjustment of the update time mentioned before has not been adjusted yet. .