The densely packed point cloud on the screen looked just like the genes of a Space Window-Cleaning Bug!
In nature, an insect's genes were DNA and RNA, while its body was flesh.
For an artificial Space Window-Cleaning Bug, its genes became a program, while its body was metal.
This thought initially flashed through Song He's mind, like the spark that burst forth accidentally when an ape-man struck a stone.
He worked for another half minute before the hand clicking the mouse suddenly stopped.
The thought from moments ago resurfaced and began circling in his mind. Like an ape-man who had walked away for a few steps only to return and pick up the stone for another look—
Could this stone be used to start a fire?
If a program was viewed as the genes of a Space Window-Cleaning Bug, could programming draw on the DNA patterns found in nature?
Song He's heartbeat quickened. A fierce flash of inspiration struck him, and he clicked the mouse, ruthlessly deleting huge swaths of the point cloud before rapidly creating something anew in the dark void!
The spacious Biology Laboratory erupted with a dense barrage of mouse clicks!
At the same time, Dormitory 102.
Xie Kefu was bare-chested, wearing only a pair of red briefs, and hunched over the computer, clicking away nonstop.
The dormitory was filled with the smell of alcohol. A small metal flask sat at the corner of the desk. Whenever he grew tired of clicking, he would casually grab it and take a swig. Before long, sweat poured from his entire body, making his back glisten as a strong alcoholic smell evaporated from it.
Whenever he encountered a problem that was difficult to overcome, Xie Kefu's habit was to drink while thinking. In a slightly tipsy state, inspiration would