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Not long after.

The subordinate came back with a tall man behind him.

“Fourth Master.” The man quietly glanced around the study and bowed slightly, his voice respectful.

Still holding the documents, the Fourth Master’s eyebrows now looked relaxed and more approachable. “Oh, Qin Zhao. How does it feel to be an intern at the headquarters?”

“Thank you for your concern, Fourth Master. Everything is well.” Qin Zhao nodded.

“There might be one more person joining next month. I’ll have to trouble you to take care of him.” The Fourth Master smiled, seeming to admire that person very much. He asked a few more questions and then let Qin Zhao go back to rest.

The subordinate took Qin Zhao out of the study.

Outside, Qin Zhao went downstairs and finally paused at the door. He lowered his voice and asked, “Sir, the Fourth Master just said there would be another person…”

The subordinate hesitated.

Seeing his strange expression, Qin Zhao already had doubts in his heart. But instead of asking immediately, he returned to his room and asked some people to check on the Fourth Master’s information.

After he left, the subordinate stared at his back, his hesitant face gradually hardening.

“Fourth Master.” He returned to the study and bowed to report to him. “Master Qin Zhao has probably started investigating Qin Ling.”

The Qin family had always been in the direct line, and those with the ability to win the support of the headquarter’s top management could then secure the Patriarch position.

With the Qin family’s direct bloodline’s death and disappearances, as well as the emergence of the Fourth Master under the support of the Ouyang family, the Qin family’s senior leaders all understood the current waves.

Qin Zhao was also the most prominent person in the collateral bloodline. With direct bloodline present, he was the most hopeful to take over the position as the next Patriarch.

But now, the Qin family’s direct bloodline had returned…

“Qin Xiuchen has kept the news about Qin Ling hidden very well. If it weren’t for Qin Yu, we might not have found out. Tell someone to leak the news to Qin Zhao, but be smart about it.” The Fourth Master put down the pen and looked up with sharp eyes. “This Qin Zhao is good in all aspects, but his methods are too vicious, and he acts too impulsively. His style is very similar to mine, but… I don’t know if Qin Xiuchen will let him go after this.”

He laughed and looked down to continue practicing his calligraphy calmly and steadily.

**

Monday.

Qin Ran arrived at the laboratory at 6:30 am.

When she changed into her protective clothing and went in, Scholar Liao was already inside, adjusting the sensor with his head lowered.

“You came just in time. This is the T8-900 collider.” Scholar Liao made way for her and pointed to several computers next to his torso. “It’s controlled by 18 closed-loop circuits equipped with 2 controller CPUs.”

Fastening her last button, she walked to the innermost area of the laboratory and looked up at the Proton Collider. There were about 300 closed loops, 600 alarms, and nearly 20,000 radiation sensors.

Not long after she came in, Brother Ye and Zuo Qiurong rushed over.

“Little junior, why are you here so early today?” Brother Ye brought the experimental equipment over and was a little surprised to see her.

Looking away from the collider with drooping eyebrows, Qin Ran said in a relaxed tone, “I discovered something new about the project, so I came to test it out in the laboratory.”

“Particle collider?” Zuo Qiurong ignored the two of them and turned to the experimental equipment in surprise. “Why is it here?”

These metal equipment for the collider were extremely scarce, there weren’t many in the world. They were available only in the Research Institute, so the sudden appearance in the Physics laboratory surprised not only Zuo Qiurong but also Brother Ye.

“The Research Institute allocated it to the Physics laboratory.” Scholar Liao still sounded calm as he glanced at Qin Ran. “Your little junior won the resource.”

Every year in the laboratory assessment, the outstanding students would be rewarded.

Upon hearing this, Brother Ye paused and turned to her. “Little junior, what did you do for the Physics laboratory examination this year?”

Qin Ran coughed. “Nothing much.”

Zuo Qiurong stood aside and remained silent.

While Brother Ye was talking to Qin Ran, Scholar Liao reached out to hold the frame and glanced at them. “Yesterday, I resubmitted an application to go to the underground reactor. They’ll get back to us in about two days. You three should get ready.”

Zuo Qiurong was stunned. “Scholar Liao?”

Brother Ye thought for a while and realized something. Lowering his voice and putting a hand next to his mouth, he whispered to Qin Ran, “Little junior, thanks to you, we can see the reactor for the second time.”

According to Qin Ran’s importance to Scholar Liao, this application to see the reactor was definitely meant for her.

As soon as he finished speaking, Scholar Liao turned, put his hand on the edge of the table, and said a few precautions to Qin Ran, “You should get ready…”

Seeing Scholar Liao talk to Qin Ran, Zuo Qiurong’s grip tightened on her computer, and her joints turned pale.

After he finished speaking, she turned on the computer and walked over to him. “Scholar Liao, please help me look at my thesis. If there’s nothing else to revise, I will submit it.”

Scholar Liao put down the things at hand to slowly look through her thesis.

Zuo Qiurong had always been ambitious, so the content she showed him naturally wasn’t bad. After reading it, he nodded slightly, looking quite satisfied. “There’s nothing to modify this time.”

Zuo Qiurong finally heaved a sigh of relief.

At the sudden thought of something, Brother Ye turned to Qin Ran. “Little junior, I remember you said you’re also writing an SCI paper? Remember to ask Scholar Liao to help you revise it after you finish writing. His revised manuscript will never be rejected.”

While leaning on the table and carefully arranging the equipment, Qin Ran paused, then only muttered vaguely, “Thank you, Brother Ye.”

Next to him, Zuo Qiurong heard their conversation and turned to her. “Little junior, you should write faster. You have to catch up with this season’s journal.”

**

The SCI journal’s Physics and Chemistry editorial department.

Most of the papers submitted in the last issue had been reviewed and more than half had been rejected. The editor-in-charge massaged his brows. “There aren’t many quality papers.”

The executive editor-in-charge beside handed him a cup of coffee. “Most experiments don’t see any novel results, and they spend a lot of effort on the wording and sentence formation.”

Those people who published the SCI papers overly pursued formalism, such that the SCI paper evaluation system was mixed with utilitarianism.

The editor-in-chief and the executive editor reviewed manuscripts every day. Most of the papers barely showed any novelty and had been written entirely for the purpose of publishing an SCI paper. 20% of the papers published last year hadn’t been cited either.

The editor-in-chief took a sip of coffee and nodded slightly. “Let’s read a few more articles and then knock off.”

He reached out to open a manuscript.

The title of the document was rare this time—

“Compression Fusion Reactor”

When he saw this title, he couldn’t help but massage his brows. He had seen similar titles more than once today. In the past 10 years, reactors had been a hot topic, but most of the students’ content was either cliché or flashy.

He took another sip of coffee before reading the document.

“This summary…” He immediately put down his cup and massaged his eyebrows, reading further.

Unlike other manuscripts, this one didn’t have many flashy conjunctions, but the structure was complete and very logical. These were secondary plus-points, the key was that the research perspective was extremely unique.

This experiment…

He immediately found the attachment and opened it. It not only composed the composition of the push equipment but also divided the experiment into several proportions in great detail…

“Utilization rate is 52%…” He looked at the last series of data and immediately raised his head. He picked up his phone and quickly dialed Continent M’s Physics Institute.

The journal cooperated with Physics laboratories in various countries.

The phone was quickly connected after a few rings.

“I’ll send you a paper.” He held the phone in his hand and sent all the contents of the folder to the other end. “See if the result of this experiment is feasible.”

Many students misappropriated data results and gave random results.

The editors were very strict with these requirements and didn’t easily believe whatever they wrote.

Hearing his anxious voice, the person on the other end of the phone in Continent M’s Physics Institute was stunned. “What was the result of the experiment?”

“The energy conversion rate is as high as 52%.” The editor-in-chief’s voice was solemn. “Our current research conversion rate for reactors is only 42%. If this experiment can breakthrough, energy research will have a new research direction.”

“52%?” The person in Continent M was also shocked. He opened the mailbox and downloaded the document before reading through it. “Which laboratory was this research done in? We didn’t hear anything… Wait a moment, I’ll take this to the professor.”

The editor-in-chief hung up and opened Qin Ran’s contact information. There was only an email and address, so he sent her an email, but didn’t receive any response.

The executive editor walked over. “What paper was it that you had to call the Research Institute to verify the results?”

Instead of replying to him, he just showed Qin Ran’s paper.

After the executive editor read through it, he was frozen in shock. “If this is true… it’s definitely the most quality paper we’ve received in recent years. This will bring novelty to the Physics world.”

The editor took out a cigarette from his pocket and nodded. Neither of them spoke nor left after it was time to knock off.

They just sat waiting for the call.

At 12:30 pm, the telephone in the office rang.

The editor hurried over and answered it.