Song He was thrilled. Having a reliable teammate really was comfortable. With the hardware ready, he could save a great deal of research and development time.
After wolfing down his breakfast in a few mouthfuls, he took out the Ultrasound Helmet, placed it on the table, connected it to the computer, and entered programming mode!
As expected, the helmet Xiang Xiaotong had made contained software written entirely according to Brain-Mimicking Programming. Song He happened to be skilled in it as well, so he casually browsed through the existing programs.
"Do you want me to explain it to you?" Xiang Xiaotong asked. "I wrote all of this. Ask me if there's anything you don't understand."
"I don't need you to. This is child's play." Song He answered without hesitation.
"You're really arrogant."
"Look at this. It's written too redundantly. It can be simplified completely."
As he spoke, Song He edited the program, rapidly deleting and revising it. In no time, he had made the program simpler and more efficient, and the extent of the optimization was visible to the naked eye!
Xiang Xiaotong took a blow. She snorted coldly and sat down on the sofa nearby, crossing her arms as she read the calculations covering the walls.
"Do you want me to explain it to you?" Song He looked up at her. Seeing that she was trying to understand the Song He Manifold, he kindly said, "I wrote all of this. Ask me if there's anything you don't understand."
"I don't need you to. This is child's play." Xiang Xiaotong snorted.
"Teacher, you really know how to talk tough. Even if I gave you a lecture, you wouldn't understand it in a short while."
"Shut your mouth and do your work!" Xiang Xiaotong flew into a rage from embarrassment.
Song He