The Last Sentinel

Mendel, the father of genetics, once said that the essence of the laws of biological genetics is mathematics, and mathematics is the root of the science of all things.

Whether it's the myriad realms or the carbon-based universe, no matter how exaggerated the forms of life are or how many kinds of genders there are, the essence of life is nothing more than the 118th element of the universe, namely the seven major periodic elements.

By grasping the essence of elements, one obtains the key to unlocking the biological gene lock.

This time, however, Ye Feng was confused.

Inside the insect nest incubation chamber, Ye Feng muttered to himself as he looked at the sex, number, size, and type of the hatched insect eggs.

"According to Mendel's law of segregation, let the dominant gene be A, the recessive gene be a, and the parents be Aa×Aa. In the offspring, the proportion of genes with completely dominant traits is three-quarters, and the proportion of recessive traits is one-quarter. The general formula for the probability of the third generation individuals exhibiting dominant traits needs to be derived in combination with the specific inheritance pattern."

"Assuming the parent hive is a first-level formula, the number of first-level split formulas that are born will increase to the power of 2."

"According to the Hardy-Weinberg law of population genetics, in the absence of mutations, migration, and human intervention, a population will mate randomly; when the population size reaches a critical value, the result will infinitely approach the theoretical value..."

Around Ye Feng, golden mathematical runes spread out, revealing the underlying code of the insect hive!

Just as Ye Feng was about to completely decipher the underlying code, he seemed to realize something, abruptly stopping his derivation. He muttered to himself, "No, that's not right! I'm using a multiplicative probability formula to deduce genetics from independent events occurring simultaneously. While multiplicative formulas are very suitable for the construction habits of lower life forms, for a massive and terrifying insectoid race like the Tyranids, using a simple multiplicative formula to create the underlying genetic code would make it easy for the enemy to see through it!"

"Let alone a second-rate genetic expert like me, even beings like the Emperor, Saint Geres, or living saints could easily see through it and destroy the Tyranids directly at the genetic code level."

"However, in reality, the Emperor, Makkad, the Living Saints, and the Mechanicus failed to thoroughly analyze the Zerg's underlying code, nor did they fundamentally destroy the Terran Zerg."

"Therefore, the underlying formula code for simple multiplication is incorrect. It should be addition with infinitely varying probabilities, and the same massive object projected onto different types in different dimensions in an equivalent manner, thereby achieving synchronous simulation of the code across different dimensions!"

"The genetic code is alive, and so is the underlying code!"

"In other words, the other side is playing a simulation game, and I am an NPC in their game. They are controlling their Zerg hive fleet to fight me from behind the screen. They never actually participate, but they are always there."

"Is this the fourth perspective, the true perspective, in the world of film?"

Golden light gathered in Ye Feng's eyes as he pondered, "If the dimension I'm in right now is a movie world to the other side, and they see me as if I were a character in a movie, then there must be something that connects the other side to my world. This thing is similar to a monitor or video screen we use in reality, capable of conveying the other side's will and allowing them to manipulate the insect hive tools in the movie world."

"Therefore, searching for the underlying code of the insect hive is a mistake."

"Because code is dynamic, the other party can infinitely change the underlying code, and you simply can't outmaneuver them."

"But if you find the controller that connects the insect hive to the audience in the outer dimension and destroy it, wouldn't that mean the images on the other side will suddenly stop and the TV screen will go black?"

At this point, Ye Feng snapped his fingers, as if he were having a logical dialogue with the Trisolarans, and said directly to the person outside the screen, "Friend, you don't want me to find the remote control, do you? Let's stop playing low-level code math games and make a deal."

It was completely quiet around us; nothing had happened.

Ye Feng continued, "I know you are looking at me from the fourth dimension, from outside the fourth wall. You can see my life trajectory and my past in reverse. You also know that I am an unstable person. If you talk to me too much, you will get into trouble. But as a front-line observer, you should also know that someone like me has already broken through the fourth wall. I have already appeared in the Warhammer universe, and I will appear in many other universes and dimensions in the future."

"If my escape from the carbon-based universe gets out, you'll lose face. If the entire universe investigates your responsibility as the spacetime overseer, you'll be in big trouble."

"Furthermore, please rest assured that those traitors in my chat group will not be able to see this part of our conversation."

Finally, the viscous liquid around him began to bubble, and the bubbles gathered in front of Ye Feng to form two ancient Chinese clerical script characters filled with anger.

"You brat!"

These two simple words contained the fourth-dimensional observer's boundless rage and unspeakable hatred towards Ye Feng.

This also indicates that the observer was no ordinary person. His level and cultivation suggest that he came from a traditional ancient cultivation civilization or an ancient fantasy society system, had received a complete higher education, and had good cultural literacy.

Ye Feng wasn't afraid of being insulted or causing trouble for the other party; he was just afraid of being ignored.

Ye Feng is now like a complete scumbag. Facing the observer from the fourth-dimensional God's perspective, he's incredibly patient, transforming into the king of sycophants. "Sir, actually, ever since I transmigrated, I've been wondering, after being hit by a truck and sent to another world, are there really no powerful figures from all the realms trying to kill me?"

"Later, I proceeded cautiously in Qatar. When the 24-hour mission ended, I thought I should just run away as soon as possible to save face for the third-party observer."

At that moment, a line of ancient Chinese clerical script appeared: "If that's the case, why didn't you leave within the mission's stipulated time! Are you provoking me?"

"No, no!" Ye Feng hurriedly waved his hands. "I had no intention of provoking you. I was just wondering if, after the mission time was up, even if I didn't leave, would the observers of the fourth dimension use some means to drive me away?"

"In hindsight, my guess was correct."

"My analysis of the Zerg's underlying code this time is like stabbing the lungs of all the universes."

"I am aware of the rules that all the heavens and myriad realms have for me."

"They can tolerate me killing Zerg, even destroying the Tyrant Overlord of the Terran, but they cannot tolerate me stealing the Hive's underlying code. This is a grave desecration of their authority as creators!"

"To put it bluntly, it's like defecating on their heads and then asking them for toilet paper; it's like digging up their ancestral graves and then using their own Luoyang shovel!"

"With this approach, even if the observer on the fourth wall is a clay figure, they'll still go berserk and attack me!"

"And what I want is for you to step in and deal with me, so that I can complete some transactions with you."

"By the way, I still don't know how to address you, sir?"

The viscous liquid gathered in front of me and formed two ancient characters – [Dragon Talisman].