Eighty Merfolk vessels soon arrived at the various undersea bases.
All the staff were already in place. At Chen Zhao's command, work began immediately!
Chen Zhao had software installed on his computer. When he opened it, he could see a world map, with eighty red dots slowly moving across the oceans. Those were the Merfolk capturing marine life.
Every two hours, Chen Zhao received a huge batch of information on his computer.
The information contained genetic data on the undersea creatures captured by the Merfolk—eighty folders at a time, an enormous volume of data.
The reason it came every two hours was that, according to the work regulations Chen Zhao had established, Merfolk working in shallow waters had to surface for air every two hours and transmit data to the satellite once. Merfolk working in deep waters surfaced once every four hours.
Therefore, the data was collected once every two hours.
At first, Chen Zhao tried analyzing the data himself.
But after two days, he gave up completely.
On the first day, the data volume was 160 GB.
On the second day, perhaps because the Merfolk pilots had become more proficient at their jobs, the data volume soared to 320 GB.
Displayed on the computer screen, it was nothing but densely packed, endless rows of text.
Just looking at it made Chen Zhao's head spin.
He might have been smart, but his brain could still get tired.
There was no way he could process such a massive amount of information alone.
They had only just begun collecting genetic information on marine life. Who knew when they would finish? What if gathering the information alone took ten years? Wouldn't that mean he'd never finish processing it in his lifetime? Would the technology for immortality never be developed in this lifetime?
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