Chapter 1095: Chapter 767: Hanging Up a Sheep’s Head [09] Embarrassment
Inside the main tent.
Nora Scott, as the team leader, sat at the head of the long table, lazily crossing her legs.
Marcus Shaw stood beside her.
In the external support team, a few veterans sat on either side of the long table, while those under thirty-five sat off to the side. However, whether they were standing or sitting, their eyes all carried a sharp edge, aggressive, yet with an undercurrent of provocation and dominance.
In many industries, "learning to hide one’s skills" is a common phenomenon.
When you’re young, you shouldn’t display extraordinary abilities.
Positions admired by others are cautiously amassed with age and experience. When someone works their way up step by step to a certain position, just as they get a chance to shine, if an unassuming young person suddenly emerges, naturally, they’ll be targeted as an example.
Moreover, every industry has its internal hierarchy of discrimination.
To everyone present, having a degree from a prestigious university is merely a basic threshold; they hold numerous impressive research projects and academic achievements.
Nora Scott and Marcus Shaw...
One with a wild background, without even a basic undergraduate degree.
One just graduated from high school, not even stepping through the academic threshold.
How could they possibly compare?
From a certain perspective, they might admit that Nora Scott has some ability in Mechanical Techniques, but Nora Scott has received honors and positions she shouldn’t have attained with just her skills.
If only Nora had shown a bit more humility, appearing modest and humble in front of her peers, she might have won some favor. But Nora is sharp and aggressive by nature, immediately putting herself in an oppositional stance against them, brazenly trying to "manage" them without any credentials at such a young age.
It’s like stepping on one landmine after another.
No one present was willing to listen to her.
Now, with such an opportunity for Nora Scott to "embarrass herself" before them, they would be fools to let it easily pass.
"These are the issues you’re currently facing in your Mechanism City research." Nora tossed a folder onto the table.
The "bang" was quite loud.
Someone’s eyelid twitched.
Nora continued, "To avoid accusations of favoritism, we’ll randomly select a problem. You all need to present your latest research progress within the specified time."
"We’ll need some time," one of the professors thought aloud.
Nora raised an eyebrow and curiously asked, "Hmm?"
"We need to discuss among ourselves to determine who to choose," the professor explained.
Choosing a "problem," naturally, they’d go for what they’re good at.
That much was undeniable.
However, deciding who to put forward—
Was not simple at all.
Although they were confident they wouldn’t lose, they had to consider issues like "what if they lost," "the chosen person’s understanding of the problem," and "mental resilience during the competition." Selecting the most suitable person for the occasion would increase their chances of winning.
——To increase their chances, it wouldn’t be wrong.
"No need," Marcus Shaw, who had been quietly standing to the side, suddenly spoke, "all of you can go at once."
His nonchalant tone clearly showed he didn’t consider them a big deal.
Like a martial arts master, facing a crowd eager to cause trouble, he didn’t even have the mind to remember their names.
"..."
The entire room fell silent.
If it weren’t for Nora, the true martial arts master, they would’ve already rolled up their sleeves and charged at Marcus Shaw.
——Such an arrogant kid, needing a lesson.
"You’re the one who said it," Rita narrowed her eyes but didn’t argue with Marcus Shaw out of pride, "when you lose, don’t cry about us bullying you with numbers."
Marcus Shaw remained indifferent and said, "Say that after you win."
"..."
Rita’s anger flared.
However, after glaring at Marcus Shaw, she withdrew her gaze and forcibly suppressed it.
She picked up the folder and handed it to the oldest professor in the team, letting him choose the problem.
The professor didn’t make a private decision, glancing through the folder, then stood up and gathered the others to a corner to discuss which problem to choose.
"So confident?"
Nora, with her legs crossed, casually sipped mineral water and raised an eyebrow at Marcus Shaw.
"They’re all outsiders," Marcus Shaw glanced at the group of experts gathered together, indifferent, "on par with each other."
They hadn’t encountered Mechanical Techniques, only assuming it was similar to modern mechanics.
But——
After truly delving in, they discovered how profound a knowledge it was.
There was a reason why Nora dropped out midway.
The difficulty level of modern mechanics, compared to Mechanical Techniques, is merely entry-level. Studying there for four years was just a waste of time for Nora.
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