Data Body

Mo Fei eagerly got to work at once. He temporarily left the place; he could listen in anytime, so there was no need to rush. His own idea, however, needed to be put into practice immediately. He had a feeling that he could truly succeed.

Of course, it was not merely a simple hunch. It was based on his current unusual state, which was extraordinarily strange. The knowledge he possessed now could not explain it, and even if all the knowledge in the Marvel Universe were gathered together, he could not guarantee it would be enough to explain him.

Was he an intelligent system? Firewalls and antivirus software had no effect on him whatsoever, which did not fit computer theory. Was he not one? Then how could his learning speed and movement speed through the network be explained? Even more baffling was the fact that he occupied no memory space at all. It was as though he did not exist, yet those streams of data like flowing light could indeed strike him. Such a complex form of existence gave him an enormous advantage. He was like a god of the virtual world, only lacking a god's methods for now.

This advantage would disappear once he became human again, but so what? Mo Fei did not like existing this way. He liked delicious food, he liked rolling around in bed with beautiful women, and he wanted to feel the warmth of the sun. Human food, clothing, shelter, and travel held immense appeal for him, even if life was short.

Mo Fei returned to Jennifer's computer. The girl looked utterly haggard now. Burdened with worries, she endured tremendous pressure every day. Although Mo Fei had only been gone for less than an hour, Jennifer was clearly in worse condition than before.

That was because, during that hour, she had received another letter from the bank. She knew her family home was about to be lost. If she could not even keep the house, her tuition fees were even more of an astronomical sum.

But Mo Fei had no time to concern himself with her thoughts. He used the computer to search again. He wanted to find a hospital or medical college, learn about the structure of the human body in detail, then study programming more deeply—or perhaps visit Tony Stark's mansion.

Tony Stark's mansion held an immensely powerful attraction for Mo Fei right now, because Jarvis, that Artificial Intelligence, might be there. He just did not know whether Tony Stark had developed it yet. However, Jarvis was not a true Artificial Intelligence. Its helplessness when facing Ultron proved that it was merely pseudo-intelligent. After it evolved into Vision, though, it could no longer be called intelligence—it was life!

Still, Jarvis's programming made Mo Fei envious. What he lacked now was precisely this kind of semi-finished product. Or rather, perhaps he could obtain even more things there, such as Tony Stark's database. His only concern was whether he was a match for Jarvis, and that was quite a thorny problem.

Mo Fei's current state also had a weakness: he could be trapped. If, for example, a home computer was shut down, he would be trapped inside it. If someone learned of his existence and weakness, he would be finished.

After finding the location of a medical college, Mo Fei set off directly. New York Medical College was not considered prestigious, but Mo Fei was not looking for anything too advanced. He merely wanted to understand the basic structure of the human body, something he could find in many places. He chose a medical college because it had anatomical materials on the human body, with plenty of photos and videos. Everything he wanted to study in greater detail was available in the medical college's database.

After downloading everything, Mo Fei sighed. "This body of mine can really hold a lot!" He could actually contain such an enormous amount of data, yet his body had not grown any larger. All he could do was marvel at it, then begin constructing his body! His power required data, and the materials he had downloaded were entirely sufficient. Now that he had references, he began making simple changes to the data.

Computer signals consisted only of 0s and 1s. Several 0s or several 1s combined together represented a meaning—color, height, thickness, and so on. What Mo Fei needed to do now was break down that data and rearrange the 0s and 1s. Mo Fei could not create data from nothing, but he could rewrite data after absorbing it. That was his method of programming.

He knew this basic programming, after all; he had only just learned it, and his speed was incredibly fast. In an instant, his body changed shape into that of a human, leaving Mo Fei thrilled. "It worked. I really can create a human form." Mo Fei could only lower his head and see his legs. The space between them was still empty, but that was because he had not written the program for it yet. It looked too ugly.

Mo Fei tried writing himself a set of clothes, but they had to fit tightly against his body. If they separated even slightly, they would immediately collapse and disappear. "Do I have to write myself a bodysuit?" Mo Fei shuddered. "Better leave it like this. It's not like I'll be using that thing anytime soon!" Mo Fei sighed again.

He had a body now, but he felt it was merely an empty shell that needed more data to fill it. Most importantly, he divided the brain into several regions. The regions for the five senses were not very useful for the moment. The most important ones were the data storage area and the data analysis area, along with a bodily movement center.

He added a bodily movement center to prepare for Combat Arts. For example, Mo Fei downloaded the simplest form of Combat Arts, Karate. He then broke down the movements, searched online for motion analyses, and analyzed every action. He especially analyzed the process of exerting force in full detail, then embedded the key points of those actions, including the sequence in which muscles exerted force, into his own body.

The brain sent commands through the nerves to every part of the body. Then the body's muscles, bones, and even breathing had to coordinate perfectly. Mo Fei was the first to make an action this precise.

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

"I have to try. What if it works?" That was what Mo Fei thought. He firmly believed in the saying, "There is only what you cannot imagine, not what you cannot do." It perfectly illustrated the importance of creativity. Once he thought of something, he would do it. What if it became reality?

Afterward, he began writing programs and placing them into his organ systems, gradually perfecting his human body structure. In the future, any data he received would first be stored in the brain's storage area, then analyzed by the data analysis area before producing an answer. Only then would his own consciousness receive it. At the same time, he planned to test Combat Arts within the virtual world, though that could wait until later.