Miracle Pill Maker Bullies the Boss

Chapter 998 Dad, you are finally online!

Huo Yao stood by his side and watched for a minute, but didn't make a sound.

Huo Yulin noticed that the little girl hadn't left yet, so he couldn't help raising his head to look at her. Seeing her eyes fell on his computer screen, he paused and said, "Are you also interested in code applet?"

He had seen the software for writing programs on her computer once before, so he had some guesses.

"I'll study it occasionally." Huo Yao replied, thought about it, and then added: "I am also studying biological computing. Although it is different from ordinary computer science, it is similar."

Huo Yulin nodded when he heard the words, "There is not much difference in essence, only the fields involved are different."

"Yeah." Huo Yao's eyes drooped slightly, and he asked casually, "Third brother, what did you write this program for?"

"This is a topic I found on a forum on the Internet. It's very interesting. Just download it and study it." Huo Yulin explained.

"However, this program's initial test code seems to be making things difficult for people." Huo Yulin rubbed his chin with his fingers and said again.

Huo Yao was thoughtful, and didn't say much about the topic of data cores, only said: "Virtual functions are also used in our biological computers, but there is a disadvantage, the fault tolerance rate of the overlay library is too high, and other docking may be Better, like module decomposition."

"Module decomposition?"

Huo Yulin's eyes narrowed slightly, and there seemed to be some numbers beating in front of him.

After being stunned for a while, a sudden realization flashed across his face, and he hurriedly deleted and rewritten a large piece of code that had just been written on the computer.

Huo Yao raised his eyebrows, didn't bother him anymore, and left quietly.

After Huo Yulin had written the code and the demonstration was all right, a happy expression appeared on his face, and when he raised his head again, there was still a figure of his sister in the hall.

Huo Yulin was silent for a while, then smiled, turned to open a software on the computer, found the reply section of the board, and sent the program he just wrote to his friends on the forum.

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Huo Yao took a shower after returning to his room, and most of the drowsiness subsided when he came out.

She walked to the desk, pulled out the chair, sat down, and turned on the computer.

Click on the chat tool and log in to the account incognito.

Probably because she seldom goes online, and she never chats with people. Basically, no one looks for her. After browsing around the group and finding nothing new, she pouted and closed the dialog box.

Huo Yao was thinking about the genetic programming operation of artificial life, and was about to take out the data to read, and then he remembered that his backpack was still in Min Yu's car, and he forgot to take it back.

Huo Yao leaned back on the chair, her fingertips pressed between her eyebrows, her delicate collarbone under the collar of her pajamas was looming, and her skin was crystal clear and cold. After sitting quietly for a few minutes, she took the phone on the table.

Just as she was about to open WeChat, a dialog box suddenly popped up on the computer. She paused with her fingertips and glanced sideways at the screen.

The nickname above the dialog is J.

J: [Dad, you are finally online. 】

Huo Yao: [...]

This forced him to suddenly change his name to call his father from an elementary school student, which is really not used to it.

Huo Yao glanced at the status of the icons in the lower right corner of the computer again, but raised his eyebrows and replied by typing: [It seems that you have made great progress recently, and you can even peep out when your father is invisible. 】

The man on the other end of the computer twitched his cheeks. This was not praise, but contempt.

As a hacker, you don't even know if you are online or not. Isn't that insulting your IQ?

Coughing, he automatically skipped this sentence, his attitude was unprecedentedly friendly: [Dad, what are you busy with these days? 】