Decay Rate Algorithm (Second Update!)

What Kingpin intended to do or what he might be thinking was beyond Dilos's knowledge, nor did he have any interest in finding out. He only knew that he had more important things to attend to.

Over the course of three days, Dilos consistently demonstrated his exceptional learning ability to Dr. Connors. Furthermore, during their conversations regarding cross-species genetics, he would "inadvertently" mention key points and insights he had gleaned from Richard Parker's small notebook.

It was highly effective!

After three days of effort, Dr. Connors began to place increasing value on Dilos's talent, paying him more and more attention. The latter took the opportunity to bridge the gap between them, until...

"Dilos, are you usually busy?" Connors looked at Dilos, hesitating as if he had something more to say.

I've been waiting for you to say that.

Dilos chuckled inwardly, having guessed what Dr. Connors was likely about to propose, but he feigned a look of slight confusion on the surface and replied, "I don't really have much to do; I mostly spend my time reading. Is there something you need?"

"I see." Dr. Connors's expression held a hint of hesitation, and it was only after a long moment that he said, "My own research requires an assistant. Would you be willing to come over and lend me a hand when you're free?"

"Are you serious?!" Dilos's face lit up with an expression of incredulous delight. "Of course I'm willing, Dr. Connors. Does it start today?"

While the joy on Dilos's face was somewhat feigned, at least sixty percent of it was genuine. He had finally waited for it—he had finally waited for this opportunity!

"Of course." Seeing the joy on Dilos's face, which seemed entirely sincere, Dr. Connors couldn't help but feel great. His perception of Dilos had improved significantly; he was almost beginning to view him as his own protégé. In this frame of mind, Dr. Connors spoke subconsciously, "Of course, if you're willing, you could also move in here. This laboratory is actually my private property, and I have a few spare rooms."

"Really?!"

Dilos was overjoyed. This time, his expression was not even one percent fake. If there was anything else he had been worried about besides how to acquire knowledge of cross-species genetics, it was time. Living in the laboratory would save him a massive amount of time that he could dedicate to his studies.

Coupled with the guidance of a master like Dr. Connors right by his side, this would be enough to drastically shorten the time needed to complete his serum!

Upon learning he could move into the laboratory, Dilos didn't want to wait a second longer. He hurried back to pack his luggage. He didn't have much—just a few simple sets of clothes and a toiletry kit packed into a single suitcase. Of course, mindful of the previous incident involving surveillance, he didn't forget to use his abilities to sense if anyone was following him as he left.

Fortunately, no one was tailing him, so Dilos wasted no time, quickly hailing a cab and rushing to move into Dr. Connors's laboratory.

"Let me introduce you: this laboratory is equipped with protein structure analyzers, ribosomal DNA sequencers, chromatography instruments, transgenic testing programs, human genetic mapping identification..."

In the core laboratory where Dr. Connors conducted his research, he began to introduce Dilos to the equipment and its related functions.

It had to be said that this core laboratory was far more impressive than the one Dilos had been using for his experiments outside.

If one had to make a comparison, it was the difference between heaven and earth.

Thus, in the time that followed, although Dilos spent the remainder of his days assisting Dr. Connors after his internship hours, in reality, Dr. Connors was constantly imparting his own knowledge to Dilos during the process.

To be honest, Dilos's learning ability truly shocked Dr. Connors. Not only did he learn quickly, but he could also draw inferences about other cases from one instance, all while occasionally offering novel ideas. Everything about this made Dr. Connors feel as if he had returned to the days when he and his dear friend Richard Parker had worked tirelessly to realize the dream of cross-species implantation technology.

As time passed, Dr. Connors had completely come to view Dilos as his student, teaching him everything he knew.

Over a month later, in the core laboratory.

"To be honest, although there are animals created through cross-species implantation technology in the modern era, the technology for those animals ultimately cannot be applied to the human body. Furthermore, not every animal can accept cross-species implantation."

Dr. Connors pointed to several gene chains on the electronic screen as he spoke. "We need to be bolder, because this experiment must not only consider applying this technology to humans, but also achieving its universal application to other organisms."

Dilos nodded upon hearing this. Over the past month, he had acquired a vast amount of advanced knowledge in cross-species genetics and, through practice, had successfully integrated this knowledge for his own use. Today, he was about to learn the most critical step.

"The decay rate algorithm."

Dr. Connors pointed to a special symbol on the electronic screen. "This is the most crucial point. Logically speaking, the decay rate algorithm for cross-species technology differs for every organism. However, there is one decay rate algorithm that is relatively applicable to most types of cross-species technology. My friend Richard Parker once achieved it, but after he passed away, no one else could."

At this, Dr. Connors's expression couldn't help but be tinged with a hint of sorrow. It took him a while to compose himself before continuing:

"So, this is the hurdle we need to overcome. Constant testing, constant exploration. Of course, if you're lucky, you might just see us overcome this hurdle before your studies conclude."

By the end, although Dr. Connors was smiling, there was a touch of bitterness in his heart. He had been researching this decay rate algorithm for far too long, yet he had never managed to crack it. Thus, he was merely speaking casually, not holding much hope that the problem could be solved in such a short time.

"Don't worry, Dr. Connors. You've worked so hard; you will definitely overcome this hurdle," Dilos comforted him. To this, Dr. Connors merely smiled and said nothing. Clearly, he took Dilos's words as nothing more than standard consolation.

What he didn't expect, however, was that the true answer already resided within Dilos's mind. Now, Dilos just needed time to master the knowledge regarding the decay rate algorithm, ideally to the point where he could reverse-engineer it based on the correct algorithm found in Richard Parker's notebook.

If he could achieve that, it would essentially mean that Dilos had reached a state of mastery in cross-species implantation technology.