Binary Code

After breakfast, he started his usual trek to look for a job.

He had received the system and some benefits but he was sure that it would take some effort on his part to improve his situation.

He could have done some freelancing if he had a machine of his own but they were so poor that he could not spare some cash to buy one.

And with the kind of heavy-duty work he did, the cheap ones were just a waste.

He would rather spend the money buying anxiety pills for his mother.

One dose cost 3000 dollars. He could not afford to spend more on buying a laptop without a means of earning more.

He did not go door to door as he usually did.

He now understood multiple languages and he dared say that if there was a dog programing language, he could do it too.

All the things that did not make sense to him had already integrated into him and he was sure that with his current knowledge, he could get a job easily.

But that was no longer his goal.

Working for someone else would be an insult to the system and himself.

If he was still comfortable staying employed even after gaining the system, then there must be something wrong with his brain.

He was going looking for a job but not employment.

The development of chips was the country's biggest advantage and the government closely guarded its secrets.

The man behind this advantage was difficult to meet but it just so happens that he will be passing through the city before flying to the neighboring state.

He was confident that as long as he could see him, or rather Mr. Daniel saw him, he would take the initiative to converse with him.

Getting into the airport was a smooth process.

He was not flying so he did not need to go through checks and such.

He found a seat in the most conspicuous spot and made himself comfy.

Taking out his makers and a foldable whiteboard, he started writing code in Binary.

Yeah, it was amazing for noobs but that was not what he wanted Mr. Daniel to see.

What he was writing was the simplest version of the instruction set he had learned in class.

What was the biggest issue faced in the production of processor chips? Storage.

The more complex the instruction set, the more storage it required, making the production of more advanced chips an issue.

There are many trade-offs during the creation process of these chips and that was exactly what he wanted to help Daniel solve.

He was a kind and generous person. He would just help him simplify the instructions for a small fee and help the advancement of technology.

His actions of course drew the attention of many, some thinking that he must have gone mad.

It did not take long before a crowd formed around him.

Those who could recognize what he had written were few, let alone those who could understand it.

It was a good thing he did not have the protagonist's halo or you could have many people causing trouble and bringing their faces for a slapping.

But he did not have time for that.

Someone like Mr. Daniel was a busy person.

If he saw a conflict happen here, he might just ignore him and that would be a waste.

The crowd was civilized enough to let him do his thing and Roy did not mind them staring.

This was a public place, there was nothing he could do about it.

It took him thirty minutes to get everything ready.

Of course, he did not write the original code. He did not know it yet and even if he did, he would not dare write it.

NSA might just get him for S-class espionage.

What he wrote was the junk he was taught in class but it was enough to get Daniel's attention.

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Daniel had just landed and the jet lag was making him nauseous.

He did not feel very good and did not want to meet anyone.

But a crowd had gathered blocking his way. This irritated him so much that he wanted to kill whoever was causing a ruckus here.

Who would do such a thing here?

Where was the etiquette?

Looking at the source of everyone's curiosity, he saw a young man writing some 1's and 0's in a rather charming fashion if he had to admit.

The numbers were flowing beautifully and it was as though he were writing a poem or song.

he thought that it was some damn youtuber writing a bunch of nonsense for the views but the closer he looked, the more shocked he became.

Writing a character, let's say your name in binary was a long ass process that was not worth the time.

But this boy managed to write more than a thousand words in binary.

That was billions of numbers there.

But the method he used was avant-garde and fresh.

Making use of charts and tables for reference and assigning large numbers a unique key.

In essence, he was creating a database. A one-dimensional database that intrigued him very much.

He felt like a kid in a toy store.

The more he watched him go, the more his idea of approaching these numbers intrigued him. He felt like it was his mother tongue or something.

He did not realize it, but he had gotten so close to the board, that he was right next to Roy at this point.

It took him around 20 minutes to read and understand the whole thing.

And it shook him.

This was the 1.0 version code of a microchip.

Chips V.1 was essentially useless in the grand scheme of things and the source code was free to the public.

But that did not mean they were useless.

And if they used this method to program them, they might just cause a great impact on the chip industry.

And that was without considering this method with chip 2.0 and chip 3.0.