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Yu Xiaogang, a doctor of biology, travels across the Douluo Continent with a treasure trove of modern knowledge. Faced with the ridicule of "waste martial spirit" and the destined tragic fate, he sneered. Luo Sanpao is not a pig, but a golden holy dragon whose genetic lock has not yet been unlocked! Soul power is a code, soul skills can be programmed, and bloodline evolution can be deconstructed using equations! He founded the "New Learning" and the "Breaking Dawn" organization, and single-handedly set off a revolution in soul masters that subverted tradition. While Tang San was still practicing the Xuantian Technique step by step, Yu Xiaogang had already used scientific thinking to push the entire Douluo Continent's cultivation system into a new era that even the God Realm trembled at. This is the dimension-reducing blow of knowledge to fate. His goal is to lead the entire civilization on an expedition to the star sea!

On the thirty-seventh day of the apocalypse, when Chen Mo held a utility knife to his former classmate's throat, the other classmate was still mumbling, "We are friends." "Friends don't hide the last antibiotic." His voice was steady, and he calculated the angle of the blade's penetration - not only to make the opponent lose mobility, but also to save the dressing gauze. Mercy is a redundant program formatted by him on the first day of the end. He relied on calculations to survive the zombie siege, and used the subway map to avoid mutant creatures, but he could not figure out the sudden appearance of the girl Lin Xia: she could predict acid rain, know the rules of mutants, and even let fragments of memories that did not belong to him flash through his mind when he was about to die. When other survivors argued over whether to save or not, Chen Mo understood early on: Survival in the doomsday depends not on conscience but on balance. But when Lin Xia blocked the fatal blow for him, he looked at her bleeding wound and miscalculated the treatment time for the first time - he used up the remaining half bottle of alcohol. Under the ashes, there are hidden codes for the origin of the apocalypse, hidden memory mysteries, and even hidden "variables" that caused his calculations to go wrong. Chen Mo knew that if he wanted to survive, he had to turn himself into a calculation and risk everything, including the "care" that should be extinguished. And the countdown beating in Lin Xia's pocket is dragging them towards an even crazier truth.