The beautiful boy once asked him to take a closer look at this silver medal, saying that it would help him. He felt that maybe what the beautiful boy was talking about was these lines.

The lines are long and short, thick and thin, but they are exquisite, and even the smallest corners are carved in detail. Mowgli stared at the lines and looked at them, looking at them from different angles, and he didn't see any hidden secrets. He held the silver medal in his palm and closed his eyes.

Clues flew in his mind, gathering and dispersing, as if they were ** him, and as if they were laughing at him.

Mowgli was indifferent, patiently adjusting his breathing. As a researcher working in genetic engineering, he has encountered too many complicated things. The human body has 23 pairs of chromosomes, more than 20,000 genes, and 3 billion base pairs, all of which are microscopic objects that cannot be actually observed by the human eye, and almost all of them are carried out in analysis, verification, negation, and re-analysis.

As one of the leading figures in genetic engineering, he never lacked patience and wisdom, otherwise he would not have been able to achieve what he did and become the spokesman for the radicalism of genetic engineering in the minds of environmentalists.

He believed that if he could crack the functions of so many genes, he would definitely be able to crack the secrets of these lines.

I don't know how long it took, Wuji was dizzy and still didn't find a clue. He looked up at the sun in the sky, and then lowered his head to see the shadows of the trees on the ground. This was his method of timing, and the beautiful boy said that he would not go to the temple until they had left for half an hour, and that there was still a meal left, between one hundred and sixty and one hundred and seventy breaths.

There are no clocks in this world, and Mowgli can only estimate the time through the shadow of the sun out of the precise requirements of time. After years of practice, he has been able to control the error to a very small extent, and the error in half an hour will not exceed twenty breaths, even the only hourglass in the whole village of Zhao Hu's family is not as accurate as his.

Looking at the shadow of the tree that was moving very slowly, Mowgli's heart suddenly moved. He immediately pulled out his silver medal and looked at the lines again.

Then, he laughed.

From these seemingly chaotic lines, he found the first rule: the length of these lines is not an infinite change, but an integer multiple of a certain length. In other words, these seemingly short lines of different lengths actually have a minimum common divisor, and they are probably not one line, but several short lines of the same length are connected together, and the length of the short line is the same, and it seems that there is a difference between long and short, just because the number of short lines connected together is different.

Wuji found the first clue, and his thoughts suddenly became clear.

He immediately stood up, broke off a branch, and drew on the ground.

Soon, he made a new discovery: it was not only the engraved lines that concealed the message, but also the planes that appeared to be in the background. These planes are also composed of different numbers of short lines, which form a contrast with the engraved lines. Just like the number jù side of a laser disc, the flat is 0, the yin is 1, and the countless 0s and 1s can form an infinite number jù, which can record all kinds of information, including human DNA.

In fact, the book of DNA is even simpler than ordinary books, because it has only four letters: A, C, G, T, and there are only two combinations between these four letters: A and C, G and T. DNA is complicated because of the sheer number of books, and if you write all of a person's DNA into a book, each book has 300,000 words, and you can write 10,000 copies, which is enough to fill a small library.

To analyze such a book, it is by no means capable of the human brain, and it requires a powerful supercomputer. Fortunately, the silver medal in Wuji's hand does not have such a large capacity, at best, it is just a few hundred 0s and 1s.

In fact, after careful calculation, Wuji has nineteen rows and nineteen columns, and there are only three hundred and sixty-one lines. According to the binary coding principle and the fact that there are only four letters of DNA, removing a single line, only one hundred and eighty letters are engraved on the back of this silver medal.

Mowgli's heart immediately pounded, and although he hadn't yet determined what the one hundred and eighty letters were, he had already thought of what it might be.

Cognate box.

If DNA is the manual for the production of human cells, then the homology box is the manual for assembly.

The length of the cognate box is one hundred and eighty letters, but it controls the development of various parts of the body. Mistakes in any one part can cause a developmental abnormality, such as a leg growing from the place where the hand should have grown, or an extra arm or finger, or even wings like a bird.

Isn't this the so-called shapeshifting ability?

Mowgli smiled. He not only cracked the secret of these lines, but also confirmed a long-held conjecture: the ability to transform comes from genetic mutation, and this world is a world controlled by genes, a world controlled by genes. As a master who has been immersed in this field for many years, he not only has the right to live in this world, but can live well.

As long as he has the right equipment, he can even control the world.

Looking at the delicate lines on the silver medal, he believed that those devices must be waiting for him somewhere.

He looked at the sky, half an hour had passed. Now, it's time for him to go.

Wuji was not in a hurry, wiped the wooden table again, and then put the pottery bowl neatly on the table, and added two bowls of tea.

The two clay bowls are at equal distances from the edge of the table, and the two bowls of tea are at the same height.

Wuji nodded with satisfaction, touched the silver medal in his arms, and walked towards the temple in the center of the town.

He did not squint, his head was held high, and his demeanor was calm, as if he had not gone to the solemn temple to ask for a priest, but the king had returned, and walked to his own throne, full of confidence. The tall and straight trees on both sides of the road seem to be guards standing in the middle of the road, welcoming him.

......

Zhao Hu held on to the wall, his legs trembled, but he still had a smile on his face, and respectfully watched Ling Hu Minzhi leave.

He couldn't move anymore, not only because he was stretched, but also because of the full trouser legs. If he walked around in front of his peers who were waiting for the test, his reputation would be bad for the rest of his life.

Mowgli, you wait for me, I'll make your death ugly. Zhao Hu gritted his teeth and was secretly ruthless.

The little bolt rushed in, a pair of clean pants in his hand, followed by two able-bodied brothers, each carrying a large bucket of water. They helped Zhao Hu take off his smelly pants, and pinched his nose to help him rinse it and put on clean pants, and Zhao Hu's face slowly returned to normal.

"You know who I just met?"

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