"Three days from now, how far along can we get?" Sun Hang asked.
"Conservatively speaking, around 85%," Yang Qi replied.
"We can make up 15% in three days? Seriously?" Sun Hang froze. "Then what the hell were they doing all those days before this? Or are these researchers just like procrastinating webnovel authors—only exploding with hidden potential and rushing their work once the deadline is right around the corner?"
"I didn't major in meme analysis, but I understand some of the basic theory." Yang Qi looked up and rolled her eyes at Sun Hang. "Meme analysis isn't a linear process. The meme sequences of anomalous objects more or less contain certain 'convergence nodes.' These convergence nodes are like technological bottlenecks in scientific development. Most of the time and effort in meme analysis or reverse engineering goes into overcoming those convergence nodes."
Yang Qi took a sip of water and continued, "Once a convergence node is overcome, most of the analysis before reaching the next one can simply be left to the computer."
"Analyzing memes is like splitting bamboo. Those convergence nodes are the joints; once you split through the joints, the rest naturally falls apart like bamboo before an axe," Song Yarong added from the side.
"Has the final operation plan been completed?" Sun Hang asked. "Don't let there be another mole among the people we select, like last time."
"I'm cautious about everything, except this." Yang Qi sighed. "There are only a handful of people who meet the threshold for an infiltration operation. Even if we select every one of them, there will still be a huge gap compared to the scale of infiltration I originally planned."
"Forgive me for asking, but how many people were you planning to send in using P.F.D.A.?" Sun Hang asked.
"Preferably more than