Chapter 1199: Chapter 947: No Results to Show
"Have they always conducted their research like this?" an Apostle asked Zuo La.
Zuo La shook his head and said, "No, not at all."
"Hmm? Then how did they conduct their research before?" the Apostle asked.
"They basically just chatted, ate snacks, and slept," Zuo La said.
"Haha, you mean to say that they are more serious now?" the Apostle laughed.
"In a sense, they are much more serious now," Zuo La also laughed.
"Well, regardless of before, at least now the research has been interrupted. Do you think they could still surprise us?" the Apostle asked.
"I wouldn’t know that; after all, I don’t even know how far they have researched," Zuo La shrugged helplessly.
"For some reason, I’m starting to look forward to a week from now. I have a feeling that, whether they are able to complete their part of the research or not, we’ll have quite a spectacle to enjoy."
A week went by, and Isrile and Ruosha didn’t set foot in the research institute for the entire time but wandered everywhere else, having nearly roamed through the entire city of the research institute. In fact, this city had nothing interesting to roam about, it did not even have any proper shops — everything here was supplied for free, whatever was available here could be taken by anyone at will.
Most of the researchers here were brainwashed. Although their memories would not pose any problem, they developed an irreversible loyalty to the Star Devourers, and the more they researched, the deeper this loyalty became. Interestingly, Isrile and Elsa had encountered a few un-brainwashed researchers, whom through the mental magic taught by Little Zi, they easily discerned. However, those individuals acted just as if they were brainwashed, and Ruosha did not understand their purpose, but now was not the right time to stir up trouble.
A week passed, and after idling away the entire week, Isrile and Ruosha received a notification that it was time to report their research findings, and with it, they finally returned to the research institute.
In the modest core research institute, each team was prepared with their report materials, with the team at the front currently presenting their research findings to the Apostle. The content of these findings didn’t necessarily have to reach a final result; as long as the process went smoothly, it was enough to excite. As one team after another began their presentation, applause broke out now and then, an affirmation of the research outcomes.
Then, it was finally the turn of the old researcher who was dissatisfied with Isrile and Ruosha. He stepped forward, and before he could even speak, applause already erupted. Obviously, this was due to his stature and the expectations people had for him.
The conflicts between the two parties went without saying. From the day the two girls Isrile and Ruosha arrived here, their conflict had never ceased, and now it was finally time to determine the outcome of these conflicts.
"Esteemed colleagues, respected Apostle, in the name of the great Star Devourers, we began this research a month ago. Please look, this is the main content of our research," said the old researcher, as he displayed some documents. The content of this research was not trivial; everyone who saw it started discussing, and some began applauding once again.
However, the old researcher’s face remained composed, as he had encountered this many times before. He began at the research’s starting point, carefully explaining to everyone the research approach of his team, the process of interpreting the problem, the experimental methods used, the results obtained, and ultimately the conclusions reached.
Despite his age, his mastery of the entire research process was no less than that of younger researchers; he was even more stable and reliable in interpreting issues than those impetuous youngsters, with clear thoughts, so that even those completely unfamiliar at the beginning could catch a gist, not to mention that everyone present was a professional.
"Alright, the above is our part of the research. Of course, I think many among you also know that the topic we are researching is very challenging, so it had to be split into two parts to complete. Our part wasn’t wrapped up until yesterday, and from yesterday to today, we worked overnight to complete the report. As for the other part of this research, I believe it’s time to invite these two little friends, who’ve hardly been seen in a week, to explain," he said.
The old researcher’s last speech effectively kicked all the problems over to Isrile and Ruosha. At this moment, Zemir was sweating profusely. Though this wasn’t the first occurrence of such an event, none had ever made him so nervous. If this were outside, among the peripheral research institutes, Zemir could have easily glossed over the situation. But not here; this was the core research institute, responsible directly to the Apostle. And the Apostle represented the will of the Star Devourers, thus deceiving or disrespecting the Apostle was disrespecting the Star Devourers, and it invariably merited severe punishment!
Isrile and Ruosha stepped forward, exchanged glances, and then Isrile spoke, "We have no research findings to present."
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone was utterly dumbfounded.
This was the first time in the establishment of the core research institute that anyone had said such a thing.
"Hmph, just as I expected," the old researcher openly said aloud.
"You mean to say you haven’t produced any results?" Zuo La frowned and asked.
"Who told you that?" Ruosha countered.
"Your sister Lily just said..."
"What did she say, could you repeat that?" Zuo La had not finished speaking when Ruosha interrupted and took over.
"She said that you have no research results to show." Zuo La was slightly angered, but still said so.
"Yes, just as my sister mentioned, we simply have no research results to show. That doesn’t mean we don’t have results, we just can’t show them, understand?" Ruosha said.
Zuo La’s lips quivered slightly, he wanted to be angry, yet he wanted to laugh.
"So, where are your research results?" an Apostle, who did not have the temperament of Zuo La, stood up and asked loudly.
"Look under your feet." Isrile pointed to the ground beneath the Apostle’s feet. There were some scraps of paper there, which had floated there from who knows where. It wasn’t just under his feet; there were paper scraps everywhere. After the old researcher had torn up the paper that Isrile and Ruosha had left, nobody had cleaned up, and these scraps had been carried to all corners by the movement of the crowd.
"Don’t tell me you know nothing, with continuous monitoring night and day, I bet you exalted ones see much more than I do." Isrile said, glancing sidelong at the Apostle.
Deny it?
Impossible!
Almost everyone saw that old researcher tear up the paper and throw it all over the place.
"So what! It’s been a week. Can’t you just rewrite it?" the Apostle still questioned loudly.
"So, dear Apostle, if I now strip you naked, tear your clothes to shreds, and burn them to ashes, making you stand here bare, would you silently go home and change into a new set of clothes, or would you get furiously embarrassed and kill me right here, right now?" Isrile retorted.
As an Apostle, no one dared to speak to him like that, and he was almost ready to explode on the spot. But obviously, what Isrile said made sense.
"Look, you not speaking means you agree with my point, right? Similarly, that ignorant old fool shredded our painstaking research results, and you don’t blame him but ask me to rewrite it, where’s the logic in that? Or is he a relative of yours, and you plan to cover for him?" Isrile was boldly challenging; these people might fear the Apostle, but she did not. Whether it was from her genuine strength or her naivety as a newbie who isn’t scared of anything, she wasn’t afraid.
The Apostle wanted to explode but could not find a proper reason. He could only direct his gaze at the old researcher, who chuckled coldly but then immediately bowed his head with respect: "Yes, I admit it."
Zuo La nodded, "Since that’s the case, then please restore all the content as soon as possible!"
The old researcher was stunned, "You mean, piece together that useless scrap of paper?"
Isrile scoffed from the side: "Tsk tsk, useless scrap of paper, huh."
Zuo La frowned slightly, "If you hadn’t destroyed that paper originally, maybe everything you’re saying would have already been proven by now. Now, other than you restoring that paper, there is no other solution."
The old researcher knew he was done for. He was still puzzled why the two young girls had left so briskly, only to realize that this situation was waiting here for him!
"Fine! My mistake! I admit it! Come! Restore it! I want to see what kind of tricks they can perform with that scrap full of children’s doodles!" (To be continued. If you like this work, welcome to come to Qidian (qidian.com) to vote for recommendation tickets and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users please read at m.qidian.com.)
