"Yeah, really!"
"Haha, not a surprise from Expert Bai Mo to spot the problem instantly."
"How did you see the issue?"
Bai Mo chuckled without elaborating.
This algorithm was something he wrote earlier when doing expert tasks for the Immortal Committee; he was the original author.
The security of this algorithm wasn't high and it was released to academia.
Later, many people used it for papers, analyses, studies, modifications—a mess of writing, resulting in dozens of low-quality filler papers. Among them, the most watered down, lowest quality one, and even one with calculation errors, was unfortunately picked up by Wan Bocheng and his team.
Bai Mo, carrying his fox apprentice Pineapple Bun, was about to leave.
Suddenly, he was stopped by Yang Zhan.
"Bai Mo, my mom said she wants to invite the classmates for lunch today. Are you free? Would you like to join?"
The classmates instinctively looked over at Bai Mo, hoping he'd join the meal.
Yang Zhan continued.
