Late at night.
In the dormitory, Song He's face was pale, as if his oil and lamp had run dry.
Today was already the fifth day. The gap between Jinghai University and Jinling Institute of Technology was despairingly huge—the score was 42:79! A full 37 points apart!
The pressure on Song He's shoulders grew by the day. If the gap became large enough, even breaking through his bottleneck would be useless.
Therefore, he had to break through as soon as possible. He could not drag this out any longer!
Four papers filled the computer screen, their contents as complex as a heavenly scripture.
After days of painstaking study, he had climbed halfway up the towering mountain of geometric topology!
Especially over the past two days, he had begun to feel as if he were truly climbing a snowy peak. The severe lack of oxygen, the knee-deep snow that made every step difficult—trying to fully understand a new paper gave him a headache as if ice blades were slicing through his skull!
Whenever he closed his eyes to ponder, a biting wind howled toward him, its icy edges cutting into him until he nearly suffocated!
Yet amid the snow-laden wind, the shadow of the summit was finally faintly visible!
After reading papers for two hours, Song He had accumulated almost enough new knowledge. He closed the four windows and opened Brain-Mimicking Programming.
The moment Brain-Mimicking Programming opened, the laptop's fan began spinning wildly to dissipate heat!
After several days of accumulation, a vast, seemingly endless point cloud had appeared on the screen. It was so huge that even Song He could no longer remember all the details, and he often discovered corners that seemed unfamiliar.
Layer upon layer of glowing points drifted about, like planets forcibly blasted apart in the dark