Data Body

Mo Fei excitedly set to work immediately. He temporarily left this place—surveillance could be done anytime, and he didn't need to rush. But his idea needed to be put into practice right away. He had a feeling he could really succeed.

Of course, this wasn't just a simple hunch. It was based on his current peculiar state. His condition was so strange that not even the knowledge he possessed could explain it. Even if he gathered all the knowledge from the entire Marvel Universe, he still couldn't guarantee an explanation.

If you said he was an intelligent system now, firewalls and antivirus software had no effect on him at all—that didn't fit computer theory. If you said he wasn't, then how could you explain his learning speed and movement speed across the network? And the fact that he didn't occupy any memory space was even more baffling. He seemed as if he didn't exist at all, yet those streams of data signals could actually collide with him. Such a complex mode of existence gave him an immense advantage. He was like a god in the virtual world, but he just didn't have the means of a god yet.

Once he became human again, this advantage would disappear. But so what? Mo Fei didn't like this kind of existence. He loved eating good food, he loved rolling in bed with beautiful women, he wanted to feel the warmth of the sun. The basic necessities of human life held an enormous attraction for him, even if life was short.

Mo Fei returned to Jennifer's computer. This girl was now haggard, burdened with heavy thoughts and immense pressure every day. Although Mo Fei had only been gone for less than an hour, Jennifer's condition was clearly worse than before.

Because within that hour, she had received another letter from the bank. She knew her family's house was about to be lost. If she couldn't even keep the house, her tuition fees were an even more astronomical number.

But Mo Fei had no time to dwell on her thoughts right now. He started searching on the computer again. He needed to find a hospital or a medical college to learn about the structure of the human body in detail, then dive deeper into program editing, or maybe head over to Tony Stark's mansion.

Tony Stark's mansion held an immense attraction for Mo Fei in his current state, because Jarvis, that Artificial Intelligence, might be there—though he didn't know if Tony Stark had developed it yet. But Jarvis wasn't a true Artificial Intelligence. Its helplessness against Ultron proved it was just a pseudo-intelligence. And after it evolved into Vision, it could no longer be called an intelligence—it was life!

However, Jarvis's program editing made Mo Fei envious. What he lacked right now was exactly this kind of semi-finished product. Or rather, he could get much more there, like Tony Stark's database. The only worry was whether he could match Jarvis—that was a tricky problem.

Mo Fei's current state also had weaknesses. He could get trapped. For example, if a home computer was shut down, he'd be stuck inside. If someone knew of his existence and his weakness, he'd be finished.

Locating a medical college, Mo Fei set off directly. New York Medical College wasn't a prestigious school, but Mo Fei didn't need anything too advanced. He just wanted to understand the basic structure of the human body, which could be found in many places. He chose a medical college because it had human dissection materials—plenty of photos and videos. He wanted to learn in more detail, and these things were abundant in the college's data archives.

After downloading everything directly, Mo Fei sighed, "This body of mine sure can hold a lot!" Such a massive amount of data, and he could store it without his body getting bigger. He could only marvel at that. Then he began constructing his body! His power required data, and the downloaded material was more than enough. With a reference this time, he started simply tweaking the data.

Signal transmission in a computer is only 0s and 1s. A few 0s or a few 1s combined represent a meaning—like color, height, thickness, and so on. What Mo Fei had to do now was break down this data and rearrange the 0s and 1s. He couldn't create data out of thin air, but he could rewrite the data he had absorbed. That was his way of programming.

He could still handle this basic programming—after all, he had just learned it. And it was extremely fast. His body instantly changed shape into a human form, which thrilled Mo Fei. "It worked! I can actually shape a human appearance." Mo Fei could only look down at his legs. Between them, it was still empty, but that was because he hadn't written that program yet—it was too unsightly.

Mo Fei tried to program a set of clothes for himself, but the clothes had to be skin-tight. If even a little bit separated, they would immediately collapse and disappear. "Am I supposed to program myself a bodysuit?" Mo Fei shuddered. "I'll just leave it as is. It's not like I'll be using that thing anytime soon!" He sighed again.

He had a body now, but he felt it was just an empty shell that needed more data to fill it. The most important part—the brain—he divided into several regions. The five-sense areas weren't very useful for now. The most critical were the data storage area and the data analysis area, along with the motor control center for the body.

The reason he added a motor control center was to prepare for Combat Arts. For example, Mo Fei downloaded the simplest Combat Art—Karate. Then he broke down the movements, searched the network for motion analysis, and parsed every single action. Especially the force-generation process, he fully analyzed it. Then he implanted the key points of each movement, including the order of muscle activation, into his own body.

The brain sends commands, transmitted through nerves to every part of the body. Then the body's muscles, bones, and even breathing must perfectly coordinate. To refine an action to such a degree—Mo Fei was the first.

Although he couldn't form muscle memory, he could create neural reflexes. In the future, he might even be able to bring this into his flesh-and-blood body. That was Mo Fei's idea.

"Got to try it anyway. What if it works?" That was how Mo Fei thought. He firmly believed in one saying: 'Nothing is impossible if you can imagine it.' It perfectly captured the importance of creativity. He thought of something, so he did it. What if it actually came true?

Then he started writing programs and inserting them into his organ system, gradually perfecting his human body structure system. From now on, any data he received would first be stored in the brain's storage area, then analyzed in the data analysis area to get results, and finally his own thoughts would receive it. At the same time, he also planned to test his Combat Arts in the virtual world—but that could wait for later.