Upon spotting the phrase "medical marvels," Mirabe''s eyes grew even colder,


    but that chill was fleeting. She quickly typed back, "Never heard of it. Where''d you hear such nonsense?"


    Adler replied, "Just some office gossip. People say it might be true, that the medical school is secretly searching for these folks. But, like you, I think it''s just nonsense."


    Mirabe just responded with a nomittal ''Hmm.''


    She soon ended the chat with Adler on Messenger, her fingers absentmindedly spinning her phone while her gaze wandered out of the car window, lost in her own thoughts.


    *


    An hourter, the car rolled up to the Science Institute.


    After getting out, Dr. King and Calvin were guided to an office, while Mirabe was called to theb on her own.


    Hank was there too, having left the signing of the partnership agreement to his assistant, since he had a bunch ofputational questions for Mirabe.


    On the crystal screen in theb was a simtion of brainwave activity. Hank, tapping away at the mainputer, asked Mirabe, "Yourputing model is pretty unique. I tried to break it down before but couldn''t. Why''s that?"


    Standing next to Hank, Mirabe gave the crystal screen a quick nce and replied casually, "Building aputational blueprint is like constructing a house. Taking it apart just tears the whole model down."


    Hank paused, turning to look at her, "So, this system isn''t made for repeated use? Can''t be used on other Al devices either?"


    Mirabe nodded, "Yep, break it down and it''s gone."


    Hank frowned, realizing that meant the system was stuck as-is.


    The hefty investment in the system would only work for this one robot-definitely not what he was hoping for.


    "Is there any way to fix this issue?" Hank asked.


    Mirabe stayed put, her tall, slender frame steady, her expression impassive as she said, "Nope, research on artificial life is pretty limited. It''s already a big deal our team managed to build this model. Beyond that, we''re out of our depth."


    Hank felt a bit bummed but thought about how this artificial life system was a groundbreaking development-it could definitely make waves internationally. They''d just have to take it slow.


    Hank decided not to push more on breaking down theputational method and switched gears to the gic database. "Also, when we try to replicate and integrate human genes, we can''t get a perfect match. What''s going wrong there?" After saying this, Hank stood up, offering Mirabe the seat to give it a go.


    Normally, he wouldn''t let outsiders touch their experimental data, but today he made an exception.


    After all, his assistant had put a confidentiality use in the partnership agreement.


    If any experimental data leaked, there''d be legal consequences. Mirabe didn''t sit at the mainputer. "I''m not really sure about this one." Hank was surprised, quickly saying, "Isn''t this your department''s specialty?" Mirabe turned to him, her voice steady, "Our team works together, and I''m afraid my skills have their limits. I can''t solve everything."