Bai Mo's hands danced over the keyboard, his ten fingers fluttering like butterflies as he typed out line after line of code.
He had just started thinking about this problem, modifying as he went along.
Behind him, Professor Fang glanced at his graduate and doctoral students.
"Learn from him!"
The group of students quickly nodded.
"We're learning, we're learning!
"We've been studying what Expert Bai Mo wrote last time!"
They hadn't fully mastered the last piece yet...
As for this one... it was evidently longer and more complex. Just a few glances made them dizzy, so they decided not to strain themselves for now.
...
Outside the door, Mo Lanyou walked over with a sagging head and a face full of fatigue. She reached out to pull the handle of the Immortal Grass Analysis Center door.
"Bai Mo, you're here..."
Click!
The door handle was locked tight, unable to move!
