"Not bad."
In the laboratory, Mo Jingchun looked at the data from the neuron connection experiment simulated by the supercomputer and nodded slightly.
Although the experimental results only reached half of what was described in the technology of neuron connection in the brain, given the hardware limitations, achieving half was already quite good.
Moreover, this also provided opportunities for future technological upgrades and equipment renewal.
Although it might be a bit self-serving, who said I wasn't a businessman?
Besides, there are tens of thousands of people under me that need support.
"Next is to find an animal to test on."
"But in this cold winter, what kind of animal would be suitable?"
As he pondered, Mo Jingchun's eyes suddenly lit up with an idea.
"Zero, did you save the business card of that uncle who sold the geese before?"
That business card was left at home by Mo Jingchun, and going back to get it was really too troublesome.
"Yes, Boss."
