Chapter 421 Progress
"How much progress can be achieved in three days?" Sun Hang asked.
"If you have a conservative estimate, it will be about 85%." Yang Qi replied.
"Can you catch 15% of the progress in three days? Is it true or not?" Sun Hang was stunned. "What were they doing so many days ago? Or are these researchers a urinary sex with novel writers suffering from procrastination. They had to wait until the death line was approaching before the small universe would burst out, and they would rush to catch up with the progress in a crazy way?"
"Although I am not a major in meme analysis, I know a little bit of basic theories." Yang Qi raised her head and rolled her eyes to Sun Hang. "The process of meme analysis is not linear. There are more or less some 'aggregation nodes' in the meme sequence of tricks. These aggregation nodes are equivalent to the technical bottleneck in the development of science and technology. The entire meme analysis or reverse engineering, most of the time and energy are spent on conquering these aggregation nodes."
Yang Qi took a sip of water and continued, "As long as you can overcome an aggregation node, most of the analysis work needs to be completed by just handing over to the computer before reaching the next aggregation node."
"Analyzing memes is like splitting bamboo, and these aggregation nodes are bamboo nodes. As long as the bamboo nodes can be split, the rest will naturally be 'out of the bamboo'." Song Yarong also said from the side.
"Then is the final plan for combat operation?" Sun Hang asked, "Don't have the people selected at that time, there are insiders like the last time."
"I will be cautious about anything, but I can't do this." Yang Qi sighed, "There are only a few candidates who meet the threshold for breaking into the combat. Even if they are chosen, there is still a big gap from the scale of breaking into the combat I originally planned."
"I'll ask, how many people do you plan to send to reach a PFDA to break in?" Sun Hang asked.
"It is best to have more than 200 people." Yang Qi said, "Saturated action, the probability that the 'pesticide' can be successfully delivered to Chimera No. 17 is almost 100%. "
"Two hundred people... I'm afraid all the hunters in the whole Federation will find you, and they can't get these two hundred people, right?" Sun Hang flattered his mouth, "Then how many candidates are there after I and Lao Wang now?"
"After the secondary screening and PFDA actual machine testing, only nine people were included in the final combat operation."
"Nine people, plus Lao Wang and I, are eleven... This is more than 100 million points different from two hundred people?" Sun Hang breathed out, "Then according to your algorithm, what is the probability of success after two hundred people shrinking to eleven people?"
"Not less than 0.2%." Yang Qi said expressionlessly.
"Ah? So low?" Before Sun Hang could speak, Fukada Miki, who was standing beside him, "It shouldn't be directly removed by 200 with eleven? No matter how you say it, there must be a 5% chance, right?"
"That's not what it is." Yang Qi shook her head with a wry smile. "The long-range attack method of Chimera 11 has a cooling time, and there is also an upper limit on the number of subordinate tricks wandering in the area. If two hundred people break in at the same time, Chimera 17 cannot lock in so many targets at the same time... This was reflected in the last meme sample collection operation."
"But if only eleven people advanced..." Yang Qi continued, "The three words 'saturation' can still be described, but it is not our saturation action... but every person who broke into the scene will be subjected to the saturation attack of Chimera No. 17."
"According to your calculations, wouldn't the Mansion City be over that day?" Fukada Miki couldn't help but grin, "It's 0.2%, this is lower than the probability of me drawing cards and withdrawing money when playing a mobile game of cheating......"
"Zero Point 2% is theoretical data, not actual data." Yang Qi shook her head, "I only calculated the performance of PFDA, and did not calculate the personal abilities of hunters riding PFDA... They are the biggest variables in this operation."
After Yang Qi finished speaking, she glanced at Sun Hang meaningfully.
"The hunter's personal ability is actually fine. The Tianshu Tower's archive has detailed data, but the key lies in the on-site response and status in actual combat, the personal choices in the opposite emergency situation, and the most unpredictable luck factors... These are all impossible to quantify and calculate, so I can only calculate the theoretical probability of 0.2%. "
Yang Qi suddenly laughed: "This probability is not an upper limit, but it can be regarded as a guaranteed value. That is to say, in the worst case, we still have a ray of light with a probability of 0.2 percent."
"I feel like you are like a gambler now." Sun Hang sat on the table and naturally took the water cup that Yang Qi had drunk and drank it all. "If you lose the bet, you're afraid that your shorts will not be left."
"Haha... the bet in my hand is the life of everyone in the entire Tianfu City. If I lose the bet..." Yang Qi's eyes were always calm, a hint of madness flashed in her eyes, "It's already this point. It's not up to me to bet or not."
"Then I'm not wrong. If you lose a bet, you will be able to get a nuclear explosion in Tianfucheng. With the current technological level of human beings, you probably can't develop textile fabrics that can withstand nuclear explosions? You really can't have enough shorts left." Sun Hang shrugged, and "stole" two pieces of snacks from Song Yarong, and stuffed them into his mouth.
"Hey, hey, you guy, your hands are not very clean!" Song Yarong, who was working hard, immediately spoke out for protest.
"It's just two pieces of pastries, is that what?"
"As for this brand and taste, this brand is already the last box of stock you can find in this city! After eating it, you can only eat those compressed biscuits with disaster relief supplies." Song Yarong said.
"So this thing is so precious?" Sun Hang was shocked and swept all the remaining pastries into his arms. "Thank you, Director Song, your kindness is unforgettable!"
"Fuck you-" Seeing that the only snack stock he had left was swept away by Sun Hang, Song Yarong immediately swears, but Sun Hang's actions were faster than hers. When Song Yarong started to scold, the air-tight door of the security room had closed, separating Sun Hang and her swears on both sides of a thick barrier.
"Yesha, keep in mind your man!" Sun Hang ran fast, and Song Yarong could only spread dissatisfaction on Wang Xiyi. "This guy actually robbed my life-saving food! It's a pity that I shared my instant noodles with him, this... This is simply 'promoting Mien, fighting for rice hatred'!"
"Shengmien is not used to fight Mi Qiu in this way. You say that he is almost as obedient as possible." Wang Xiyi, who was watching the show, said with a smile, "Also, if you want to care about him, it is more reliable to find Director Yang than to find me."
"I'm so angry..."
Song Yarong was still criticizing Sun Hang. The air-tight door that had just closed suddenly opened again. Sun Hang, who had returned, leaned in half his body.
"What are you doing when you are back?" Song Yarong was shocked and subconsciously covered her backpack hanging on the back of the chair. "I don't have more stock!"
Sun Hang smiled at Song Yarong, then turned to look at Miki Fukada and waved to her: "Don't you want to observe Chimera No. 17 up close? I'll take you there now."
"Really?" Fukada Miki's eyes lit up and he immediately threw the game console in his hand on the sofa.
"There will be a decisive battle in three days. If you don't go and see it now, can you wait until the action begins?"
Fukada Miki immediately jumped off the sofa and rushed to the door in two steps.
"Wait first." Sun Hang held her head.
"What else do you have to wait for? You won't go back on your word again, right?" Fukada Miki stared at Sun Hang with a vigilant look on his face.
"No, it's just that you need to make some preparations before you set out." Sun Hang said, "In this room, you can be Miki Fukada, but after walking out of this room, you can only be Tang Jing." The "disguise technique" that Sun Hang applied to Miki Fukada for the first time had long been invalid, and Miki Fukada also changed back to his original appearance - anyway, there were only a few people who could enter this safe house, and Sun Hang was too lazy to "refund" the disguise technique.
But if you want to go out now, the situation will be different.
In just a few minutes, Fukada Miki once again turned into a "Tang Jing" look - but what made her speechless was that she was wearing a tight top at this time. After the body changed, the sound of overwhelming tearing sounds came from many parts of the clothes.
"Wait, I'll change my clothes!" Fukada Miki hurriedly found the loose work uniform he had worn before and changed it to his body in a few seconds.
As if she was afraid that Sun Hang would slip away at this time, she didn't even enter the bathroom next to her, but faced Sun Hang's clothes.
Fortunately, this girl was wearing very elastic sports underwear, otherwise she would have been completely seen by Sun Hang.
"Let's go!"
Fukada Miki pinned the work card with "Tang Jing, Second-level Mechanic" on his chest and walked quickly to Sun Hang.
"Be careful... I would rather return without success than be noticed by Chimera No. 17." Yang Qi reminded with a serious face.
"I know." Sun Hang nodded, waved to the three women in the safety room, and turned around and walked into the elevator with Miki Fukada.
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The elevator was very fast and rose to the first floor in less than two seconds. However, the moment the elevator door opened, Sun Hang noticed a trace of resentful gaze was resting on him.
Zhong Ling, wearing a pure black dress, was sitting on a bench outside the corridor, holding her cheeks with her hands and staring at Sun Hang in the elevator with her head tilted.
Her long soft black hair fell from her shoulders, like a piece of smooth silk, covering her slender upper body.
The black dress was very long, and the hem stretched to the lower part of the calf, only a piece of white ankles were exposed. The heels of the pointed-toe leather shoes of the same color on their feet were rubbing against the floor with an amplitude that was difficult to detect with the naked eye, vaguely revealing the owner of the shoe.
On the other side of the corridor, there was a cold look at Sun Hang. Sun Hang didn't have to turn around and look at it, just knowing that it was the "No. 1 Strange Scorpion" that never stayed away from Zhong Ling.
"What a coincidence." Sun Hang greeted Zhong Ling, "Just come back after completing the mission?"
"Unfortunately." Zhong Ling's tone was as cold as ever, "I'm waiting for you here."
"Ah? Is there anything wrong?"
"Yang Qi told me that she recommended you take me to perform a mission not long ago, but you refused."
"I'm not considering that you're very tired after just returning from duty... You have to combine work and rest to improve your work efficiency." Sun Hang said haha.
"I'm resting now." Zhong Ling said again, "According to the schedule, my next task will be two days later."
"It's time for holidays, I really like it." Sun Hang said.
"Bring me with you." Zhong Ling made a clear head and expressed her feelings directly.
"This is not very good... I'm doing a secret operation this time, the smaller the number, the better." Sun Hang scratched his head.
"I won't bring any other monsters except No. 1."
Sun Hang wanted to find an excuse to refuse, but Miki Fukada suddenly poked his waist with his finger and asked in a low voice: "This is also one of your harems? Is the quality of your harem a little too high? I, a woman, am a little jealous of you."
"It's not worth it."
"Not counting yet? It means one of the candidates for the harem? Tsk, man." Fukada Miki gave Sun Hang a contemptuous look, "What's going on? Why did I smell a trace of Shura Field... Damn, she won't treat me as a competitor, right?"
"Cleaning a shit..." Sun Hang suddenly felt that it was a big negligence to let Fukada Miki retain his ability to speak.
When using disguise on her, she should also bring her voice to her.
"Oh, I understand... This girl must have been neglected by you for too long, so she couldn't bear it and decided to take the initiative." Fukada Miki nodded convincedly, "I play hard to get, and retreat to advance. This move... is so high!"
"Gao your mother." Sun Hang gave Fukada Miki a thunderous thunder with his backhand, and then said to Zhong Ling, "You can come with me... But the danger of our trip is no less than the previous meme collection operation. You'd better be mentally prepared."
"I know." For a moment, Sun Hang seemed to see a curvature appearing on the corner of Zhong Ling's mouth, but the curvature angle was too small and the duration was too short, so Sun Hang even doubted whether he had an illusion.
He even wanted to play back his memories during bullet time to see if Zhong Ling laughed or didn't laugh just now.
A smile with pixels and frames as units of measurement probably only appears on Zhong Ling.
The three of them got into the car that Sun Hang had driven before and drove directly towards the restricted area.
As the cars drove out of the urban area, the buildings around the road gradually became sparse and low... Many residential areas have now been emptied. In areas that stretch for more than ten kilometers, the street lights on both sides of the highway are already the only light source.
"It's so quiet." Fukada Miki sighed softly.
(This chapter ends)