dkrc Chapter 217 Program Is Gene?
Chapter 217 Program Is Gene?
The dense point clouds on the screen look like the genes of space window cleaners!
In insects in nature, their genes are DNA and RNA, and their bodies are meat.
An artificial space window-cleaner, the genes are the programs and the body is metal.
This idea just flashed through Song He's mind at first, like the sparks that accidentally burst out when an ape-man hits a stone.
He was busy for another half minute, and suddenly stopped clicking the mouse.
The thought just now reappeared and swirled in his mind. The ape-man walked away for a few steps and then went back, picking up the stone again and looking at it.
Can I use this stone to start a fire?
If we think of programs as the genes of space window cleaners, can we learn from the DNA patterns in nature for programming?
Song He's heartbeat accelerated, and a fierce inspiration hit him in an instant. He clicked the mouse, ferociously deleted large areas of point clouds, and quickly created them in the dark void!
In the empty biology laboratory, intensive mouse sounds erupted!
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At the same time, Dormitory 102.
Shikov was shirtless and wearing only a pair of red underpants, lying in front of the computer and clicking away.
The dormitory was filled with the smell of alcohol, and a small metal flask was placed on the corner of the table. When he felt tired, he grabbed it and took a sip. Soon he was sweating all over his body, and the sweat on his back was shiny, emitting a strong smell of alcohol.
Whenever he encounters an insurmountable problem, Shekov's habit is to drink while thinking. In a slightly tipsy state, inspiration will splash out like a fountain.
It would be even better if it could snow outside the window, which would remind him of the snowy wilderness of the Sikhot Mountains, where he spent his childhood living with his grandfather who was a math teacher.
When it snowed, my grandfather would pour half a bottle of wine into the hot salmon soup and draw mathematical formulas in the snow while eating fish. His mathematical journey started from that piece of snow and traveled thousands of miles to St. Petersburg, and across the Eurasian continent to Jinghai City, there were few opponents along the way.
Shekov let go of the mouse, picked up pen and paper and wrote wildly.
The complex formulas were listed on the paper. He would type on the keyboard from time to time, observe different positions of the point cloud, and write down several new formulas on the paper.
After a day of hard work, he successfully understood the structure of the point cloud. Each part can be expressed by mathematical formulas, which is unparalleled in sophistication!
There were more and more formula papers. Shekov stood up, tore off a piece of tape with his teeth, and stuck the newly filled page on the wall.
More than twenty pieces of formula paper have been pasted on the wall, which is so vast that it makes a rustling sound when the wind blows.
After standing by the wall and watching for a long time, a flash of enlightenment flashed in his eyes, his face beamed with joy, and he sat back at the table and clicked the mouse.
On the computer screen, a new point cloud is formed.
Shekov took a deep breath, plugged the bright silver space window cleaner into the computer, and downloaded it!
Full of tension, the download progress bar reached the top.
He carefully lifted the space window cleaner and placed it on the window.
The window cleaner quickly arched his body and moved to work!
"It's done!" Shekov was excited and clapped his hands.
Although it is not possible to see that the window cleaner is faster for the time being, at least it can work normally!
Throughout the day today, I downloaded the program hundreds of times, and every time the window cleaner showed a fancy way of dying, but now it can survive!
He waited two minutes, picked the bug off the window, and reconnected the computer.
There is another software in the USB flash drive, Speed Test, which can extract the work records of the window cleaner in the past two minutes and calculate the work efficiency.
The computer fan whirred twice, and a prompt box popped up!
[Comprehensive performance increased by 0.5%! 】
Shekov let out a cheer, happily took a sip of wine, picked up his phone and couldn't wait to send a message to Katarina.
Shekov: "I'm ahead! I've made a little progress! Speed up by 0.5%!"
Catalina: "Congratulations! How much does Song He speed up?"
Shekov: "I don't know. He went to the biological laboratory. Maybe he would take some time to do some programming in the laboratory. But he didn't succeed before leaving at noon. I should be in the lead!"
Catalina: "Wait until he comes back and ask about his progress. Don't be too happy. What if he speeds up even more?"
Shekov: "Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"
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School of Mathematics, Dean's Office.
Wang Taichu, who is as fat as a ball, is sitting at the table. There are six laptops on the table in front of him, and each computer displays a gorgeous point cloud.
His fat hands kept clicking, first modifying the point cloud on the computer in the middle, and then making small adjustments on the computers on both sides, using small steps of trial and error.
The office door opened, and Dean Cai entered the room and came over to take a look.
"How's the progress?" Dean Cai was curious.
"It's 1% faster!" Wang Taichu wiped the sweat from his head, "This thing is troublesome enough, and it feels worse than ordinary programming."
"It's because you're old and can't learn new things anymore." Dean Cai mocked, "If you work hard all day and speed up by 1%, in class tomorrow, all the students will be faster than you, wouldn't you make them laugh out loud? Teacher Where is the dignity of Taoism?”
Wang Taichu snorted coldly, "You're overthinking it. Older ones are still smarter. With my understanding of this thing, I can crush students easily."
"Is 1% crushing students?"
"Do you think it's easy to increase the speed by 1%? I bet that none of the students will be able to increase the speed by 0.5% tomorrow. It would be great if they can figure out the point cloud function this week!"
"Okay, okay, you are great. You, an old professor, are better than the students! You are worthy of being an old professor!" Dean Cai said in a strange tone.
Wang Taichu turned around and rolled his eyes at him, reached out to close the laptop, raised his hips and stood up.
"Going to eat? Bring me a drink." Dean Cai sat down behind his desk. "The staff cafeteria has free green tea for the past two days. It is said to be a tea tree grown in the School of Biology. You can bring me a cup to try. "
"You still want to drink green tea?" Wang Taichu scorned, "I will go to the roadside greenery and pick a bag of leaves for you, and you can just drink it."
"Old Wang!"
"It's no use calling me daddy. I'm exhausted from working all day. After dinner, I'll go home and take a nap. I won't be back tonight."
Wang Taichu left with a tired look on his face. His principle is to stay still as long as possible. Speeding up the work progress by 1% is enough to calm the students. Why do they have to come back late at night to work overtime?
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Staff cafeteria.
Song He was sitting at a small table in the corner with a laptop in front of him.
The screen lights up, and flashes of light flow in the gorgeous point cloud.
He concentrated on drawing new point clouds, staring at the screen and clicking the mouse.
Occasionally when I stopped to think, I picked up a chopstick and stuffed the dish into my mouth. Without chewing twice, I was busy clicking the mouse again.
Suddenly, a fat figure came over with a dinner plate and sat down with a smile.
Song He turned around and greeted quickly, "Professor Wang!"
"Are you programming window cleaners?" Wang Taichu stretched his neck to look over, "Is there any progress?"
"There has been no progress for a day." Song He smiled bitterly.
Wang Taichu smiled, his chubby face smiling as kindly as Maitreya Buddha, "It's difficult to get started with this thing. It's not progressing normally, so don't worry."
"I just thought of a new idea in this part." Song He turned the pulley and went deep into the point cloud. "I have made a lot of deletions and changes. I am almost done. Let's see if I can make a breakthrough."
Wang Taichu stretched his neck and took a serious look, his eyes narrowed slightly.
Then he shook his head and continued to eat. After taking two mouthfuls, he raised his head and said earnestly:
"The main framework of the space window cleaner has been written. Your job is to find data nodes with rough edges and straighten them out, just like activating blood circulation and removing blood stasis, to improve performance."
"If you delete and edit a lot, it's like replacing the organs with a skeleton. Can the window cleaner still survive?"
After saying that, Wang Taichu smiled. It's understandable that young people act recklessly. Who hasn't been young before?