In the office, after her nap, Nan saw Li Xuanyu with a sullen face, still modifying the code.
Nan didnāt pay much attention, thinking Li Xuanyu probably hadnāt finished in the morning and was busy all noon without a nap.
She remembered how, for her graduation project, sheād been revising her thesis every day.
Hmm... the final version... final version 1.0... final version 2.0... the real final version... the finalized version...
The revisions never ended, and all credit for that went to one person.
Itās said that every year during graduation season, many college students pray to this god to thank him for his outstanding contributions.
Nan gave Li Xuanyu a sympathetic look, thinking it wouldnāt be long before Li Xuanyu also needed to greet this god.
After all, itās tradition.
Moreover, Jing Universityās graduation thesis was stricter and had higher requirements than other schools.
Writing the thesis naturally became significantly more challenging, reaching new heights.
Around two oāclock, Mo Jingchun, who had just woken up from a nap in his bedroom, glanced at the time.
14:23
The system handover video meeting at three in the afternoon.
He casually washed his face and walked out of the bedroom.
"Xia, Iām heading to the lab."
"Thereās an important meeting soon, unless itās a big deal, report to me after the meeting."
"Okay, boss."
In the lab, Mo Jingchun didnāt do anything; he just sat there scrolling through short videos, waiting for three oāclock to arrive.
All the operating system code had long been compiled. The compiled OS code was right there, and the so-called OS handover was merely a formality, a meeting for commemoration.
Another point was for all the responsible parties to ensure they hadnāt backed up the entire source code of the OS.
At 2:50 PM, Mo Jingchun received an invitation to the video conference.
The moment he connected to the online conference, Mo Jingchun instinctively muted his microphone.
A few minutes later...
"Hello, Mr. Mo, please turn on your mic to test it."
As the others had already tested, Mo Jingchun did so effortlessly.
...
"Okay. Your audio is fine. Thank you for your cooperation."
Suddenly, an old man appeared on the video, causing Mo Jingchun to sit up straight.
This was a true master.
Although he had never been seen on TV or in the news, without a doubt, this was a true master.
Working silently for the country, such scientists, whether theyāre big names or not, Mo Jingchun thought, were truly worthy of respect.
At the very least, Mo Jingchun believed he couldnāt be so selfless.
At exactly three in the afternoon, everyone was present.
"Everyone, we meet again." The old man wore a gentle smile.
In the next moment, the old man was full of emotion.
"I still underestimated your research abilities."
"I didnāt expect you to give this old man such a big surprise, delivering the operating system six months early."
"Just a moment ago, I experienced it personally."
"Honestly, itās way beyond my expectations."
As he spoke, the camera pulled back.
He saw the old man, trembling, stand up with the help of the staff.
It was only then that Mo Jingchun and the others realized the old manās health had declined drastically compared to last time.
Last time, Mo Jingchun remembered as if it were yesterday.
At that time, the old man was full of life.
Silently, Mo Jingchun and the other dozen or so leaders stood up.
"I, as an old man, represent the nation in thanking you all."
When Mo Jingchun opened his mic, intending to say something, he found himself at a loss for words, as if something was stuck in his throat.
"The future is yours."
The online video conference was short, lasting just over half an hour.
In the lab, although the online video conference had ended, Mo Jingchun couldnāt calm down for a long time.
Would there be another chance to see this old gentleman in the future? Most likely not.
Who can escape the cycle of life and death?
Even the ancient emperors who pursued immortality couldnāt, let alone others.
Mo Jingchun couldnāt help but wonder how long he himself could live.
Can the pinnacle of science achieve immortality?
Mo Jingchun didnāt know, because he didnāt even know where the pinnacle of science was.
When the universe finally perishes, perhaps immortality will still be a luxury.
Just then, his phone rang.
When he had arrived, he told Xia Xiaomin to handle all matters after he returned.
Looking at the phone, Mo Jingchun found it wasnāt Xia Xiaomin as heād expected.
It made Mo Jingchun a bit puzzled that right after the online meeting, Old Yu was calling him.
"Hey, Old Yu."
"Donāt call me that; I always feel old already."
Mo Jingchun chuckled lightly, "But Iām post-2000, weāre two generations apart, so calling you Old Yu fits perfectly."
"Alright, alright, letās talk business."
After hearing Old Yuās words, Mo Jingchun also fell into deep thought.
To be honest, he couldnāt figure out the purpose of this operating system either.
Logically, with a domestic OS, it would surely involve purchasing pure domestic computers to replace the old equipment.
After all, developing their OS aimed to ensure security, preventing malicious system backdoors.
But so far, no company had allegedly received any orders.
Such orders wouldnāt be insignificant, yet in reality?
Up to now, there hadnāt been even the slightest related news.
It was rather strange.
Mo Jingchun pondered and said, "I find it strange too, but even if the sky falls, there are tall people to hold it up."
"Since the higher-ups arenāt telling, it means they donāt want us to know. I think not speculating wildly would be wise."
"We, as project participants, donāt know the insider details, indicating itās a significant matter."
After a long pause, Old Yu sighed, "President Ren also said this, but I donāt know why my mind is so restless."
"Hahaha, with the pressure youāre under, overthinking is normal."
"Maybe, talking of which, I do envy you."
"No way, research is also tough for me, alright? Iām still a single dog up to now."
"Hahaha, the mighty boss of Candy Technology, if you wanted a wife, wouldnāt they line up for you?"
"If push comes to shove, having the state assign someone is just a nod for you."
Hearing this, Mo Jingchun rolled his eyes.
Who wouldnāt want a passionate love affair?
"Hang up, Iām going to find a wife."
"Otherwise, Iāll truly end up alone."
After hanging up, Mo Jingchunās mind conjured several images, only to dismiss them one by one.
"Sigh... let it be."
After all, thereās a saying, "Donāt rush; the right destiny will come in time!"
Mo Jingchun really found this to make sense.
In matters of the heart, one canāt force it, only let it take its course.
If someone is destined for you, you will eventually meet them. If someone isnāt, they will just pass by.
With someone truly meant for you, they will eventually return to your side. For those without destiny, once they leave, they never return.