Master of Ten Thousand Foxes

Chapter 475 - 267: Even the Immortal Beast Fox Understands? (Part 2)

So what do you call people who, after staying up all night, barely read a few pages of documents?

Just then, the laboratory door opened again.

In walked Bai Mo, wearing a white lab coat.

The Immortal Beast apprentice sat perched on its master’s shoulder, donning a matching lab coat, with its front paws crossed smugly. Even though its round belly was about to pop the buttons... its aura remained unshakable.

Bai Mo glanced around the room, slightly surprised.

"Did you all stay up all night?"

While expediency is important for the Knowledge Container, Bai Mo didn’t want his students to exhaust themselves.

"This is just a practice project for you, no need to rush, take proper rest."

Wan Bocheng sat next to the lab bench, sporting panda eyes and a solemn expression.

"How much does this machine cost?"

Bai Mo was a bit taken aback.

"Tens of millions?"

Wan Bocheng asked again.

"Am I worth tens of millions?"

Not knowing how to respond, Bai Mo listened to Wan Bocheng’s matter-of-fact tone continue.

"It’s worth more than me!

"If it doesn’t rest, why should I?"

Bai Mo stood there, stunned silent by Wan Bocheng’s logic.

"Uh... that’s not exactly how you calculate it."

Seeing the students so energized and motivated, he sighed and took out his phone to message Fang Xiaoyu.

[Arrange for ten folding beds in the first-floor lab]

Then he walked forward.

"What happened? Couldn’t understand the documents, or something else?"

... After the students explained, Bai Mo suddenly understood.

Failed fitting?

Separating and purifying pheromones, making samples from pheromones, obtaining the projected image of the sample, fitting the image to a 3D structure—there’s likely an issue with one of these steps.

The students were madly reviewing, thinking, and analyzing in groups.

With a sweep of his Divine Sense, Bai Mo figured it out... the issue arose in the first step?

The pheromones they separated and purified weren’t pure enough, mixed with several other molecules!

Hence, the projected image contained several molecular images?

And the fitting program is designed to fit "single molecule images" to "single molecule structures."

Using "multiple molecule images" to fit "single molecule structures" naturally confuses the program, leading to fitting failures.

After some thought, Bai Mo organized his words.

"Isn’t it possible that the pheromones you separated and purified aren’t pure enough? Too many impurities? Which caused..."

As Bai Mo spoke, the students focused their attention on him, listening and pondering seriously.

Huang Sitong and Yang Zhan didn’t understand, furrowing their brows, looking frustrated.

They noticed Bai Mo’s Immortal Beast, standing on the lab bench in a white lab coat, folding its front paws behind its back, perking its ears up intently and nodding occasionally, as if it understood.

Huh?

The fox understood?

The two of them became even more frustrated, questioning their existence.

Huang Sitong turned her head and whispered, "Aren’t you tired pretending to be a genius in the Immortal Grass Experimental Class every day?"

Yang Zhan nodded slightly and whispered back.

"No worries, I got into the class through connections, everyone knows I don’t understand.

"But you, not understanding yet still reading all night, staying up and looking so refreshed, I respect you as a real trooper!"

Bai Mo had finished speaking.

Wan Bocheng looked crestfallen.

"Purification issue?"

That was awkward.

Purification requires technique as much as skill.

It needs knowledge, experience, and a feel to get it right.

For a bunch of students to master it might take more than just one night.

Lan Fangfang asked.

"Is the program only capable of fitting ’single molecule images’ to ’single molecule structures’?

"Can’t we optimize the program?"

At these words, all the students looked at her.

Soon after, even she gave a bitter smile.

They all study math, algorithms, and computer science, understanding that this kind of algorithm program is already at the top of its field.

Lan Fangfang’s statement was something only said when scrambled from pulling an all-nighter.

Then Bai Mo rolled up his lab coat sleeves, sat down in front of the computer.

"What a coincidence, I recently learned some programming and algorithms.

"Let’s see how well I’ve learned."

A group of students, with intrigued expressions, gathered around behind Bai Mo.

They suddenly remembered, Bai Mo’s math skills were also top-notch!

Exactly how top-tier is this level? They had no idea.

But today, maybe they’d get to see?

The Immortal Beast disciple hummed a little tune, "whoosh" it jumped onto the master’s shoulder, chest puffed out, full of pride.

Master is awesome, the disciple is proud!

Even though Master hasn’t come up with anything yet, it’s proud in advance!

Then Bai Mo performed a series of operations and found the algorithm editor integrated into the fitting software.

This editor interface already had large chunks of existing code, which is an algorithm program for fitting a single molecular image to a single molecular structure.

Bai Mo scrolled the mouse wheel, watching and thinking, occasionally commenting out a line of code and typing a new one.

"What’s Bai Mo doing?"

"Defined a new object."

"Did he study data structures? How does he know how to write a red-black tree?"

"Why wouldn’t he?"

"He never attended our computer class, has he?"

"He never came to the organic chemistry class either!"

"What does this function do? Calls itself? Recursion?"

"Seems like the annealing algorithm."

"Sigh, in this function... there’s quite a bit of math processing, can’t understand it..."

As discussions buzzed around, the students all understood it didn’t matter if they understood it or not... watching here was basically like watching the spectacle. Their eyes couldn’t even keep up with the speed at which Bai Mo was typing code.

At this moment, they had no difference from the clueless Yang Zhan and Huang Sitong.

But Bai Mo’s Immortal Beast had a serious expression, nodding occasionally, as if it understood?

After a series of key tapping, Bai Mo finally clicked save, returned to the operations interface, and operated again, fitting the image projected by Wan Bocheng and the others.

A popup appeared on the interface, showing a fitting progress bar.

Wan Bocheng and the others instinctively held their breath, waiting for the result.

Bai Mo explained.

"It might not fit successfully.

"If there are too many kinds of impurities, I’m afraid it won’t work."

As soon as he finished speaking, the progress bar completed.

A popup displayed with refreshing green text.

[Fitting Successful]!

Then three more windows popped up, each a draggable three-dimensional structure.

"Ah! Hahaha!"

Wan Bocheng, Lan Fangfang, and others immediately jumped and cheered!

"Hahaha, it worked!"

"Fitting successful, Bai Mo is awesome!"

"So powerful!"

The lab door opened, a black-faced security guard peeked in.

"What’s all the noise... ah, Expert Bai Mo is here, hihi, good morning, I won’t disturb you guys."

The guard’s face turned from black to red and retreated.

The students realized their loss of composure and awkwardly quieted down with smiles.

Wan Bocheng sighed.

"Our purification technique is too weak, purifying one molecule with two kinds of impurities, having Bai Mo to clean up after us."

Bai Mo shook his head, dragged the three-dimensional structures with the mouse, and examined them.

"I think it’s great!

"Others in one experiment can only observe one molecule, one structure.

"In our one experiment, we can observe multiple molecules, multiple structures.

"Double efficiency!"

Wan Bocheng and others looked at each other, moved at heart... Bai Mo is really kind, even justifying their clumsiness!

Though they didn’t know, this was Bai Mo’s sincere opinion.

The higher their efficiency, the sooner Bai Mo’s condenser days can be!

Bai Mo took out a USB drive, intending to copy the algorithm he had just written.

Suddenly, his pocket phone vibrated.

Taking it out to see, it was actually a call from Qu Hailou.

"Hello?"

On the other end, Qu Hailou’s voice was hoarse, as if he hadn’t slept well either last night.

"Hello? Expert Bai Mo? We are having trouble parsing the Immortal Grass here.

"Some of the molecules inside the Immortal Grass can’t be purified at all.

"No matter how we operate, all we get is a mixed solution of several molecules.

"Such a solution can’t be analyzed under an electron microscope."

Oh?

Bai Mo suddenly recalled Mo Lanyou’s mischievous smile at the conference table.

This scoundrel probably parsed the Immortal Grass before, knowing this hurdle existed?

"Uh, what a coincidence.

"I’ll send you a piece of code via email, replace the original algorithm in the fitting software, and try again."