The submarine warship project is too vast, and there are very few researchers joining the project, resulting in the experiment progressing very slowly.
Today, Pei Nanze took his own way and took more than a dozen people away from the project team. This was a heavy blow to the project team.
But once again recruiting manpower, it will take several more months of assessment.
Academician Wu is also worried about this.
But now, Ye Turning said, can one person be worth a hundred people? !
Academician Wu knew that Ye Banlan was not a big talker. She thought for a moment and smiled: "Then wait for Juanlan to invite people over, and the rest of us will still stay in our positions and continue to act."
When Academician Wu said this, everyone else nodded and returned to their workstations with their thoughts in mind.
Wan Lingyu took out his cell phone and happily sent a message to his mentor.
[Wan Lingyu]: Teacher, I learned a big secret today!
【Master Jiejie】:?
[Master Miejie]: You'd better be in trouble.
[Wan Lingyu]: Professor Yuwen will also be frustrated! First-hand gossip, do you want to hear it?
[Master Miejie]: Please tell me in detail, I would like to hear it.
**
On the other side, Pei Nanze has returned to Yunjing University.
His instructor was surprised when he saw him: "Aren't you supposed to be doing experiments at this time?"
Pei Nanze recounted what happened previously with some irritation.
"Nanze, why did you leave?" The instructor frowned at him and sighed, "Do you know what kind of sensation it will cause once the submarine warship project is successfully realized? You are confused!"
Pei Nanze is only 24 years old this year, but he is already studying for a doctorate. His future achievements are bound to be unlimited.
The instructor recommended him to join Academician Wu's experimental team in order to help him move towards a better future.
If he retreats like this, which experimental project team can compare to the submarine warship?
"Teacher, you know my temper and character." Pei Nanze said lightly, "I can't tolerate sand in my eyes. Besides, if Professor Wu does this, it will only ruin this experimental project."
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"Oh, Nanze, you are too impulsive, you..." The instructor didn't know what to say.
He does understand Pei Nanze's temperament and knows that this student is very stubborn. Once he decides on something, even a hundred horses can't pull him back.
"Yes, yes." The instructor sighed faintly, "Another project area has always been interested in you, so you can go there."
Pei Nanze nodded: "Okay."
He did not feel it was a pity to withdraw from the submarine warship experimental project.
Because he knows that this project is very short of people, in the end, the project team will still ask him to come back.
Pei Nanze looked calm and didn't care at all.
**
After contacting Ye Banglan, Ye Xingli took a leave of absence from the dean, simply packed up, and immediately took a private plane to China.
Following the address given by Ye Banglan, Ye Xingli arrived at the Lin family's house.
"Here we come." Ye Wanlan nodded towards him, "I have tidied up a guest room for you. Don't worry, if you stay here, I will ensure your personal safety."
Ye Xingli nodded: "Of course, I believe you very much!"
"Alan's friend is here?" Lin Huaijin heard the noise and walked out, "Come in quickly."
He looked at Ye Xingli and stared at the chicken coop-like hair for a long time.
Ye Xingli said politely: "Thank you, Sister Lan, thank you, uncle."
Lin Huaijin was a little confused: "Sister Lan?"
He saw that although Ye Xingli was young, she was definitely older than his niece. Why would he call her "Sister"?
"Uncle, there are rules in the world." Ye Banlan said calmly, "It's just a title, there's no need to worry about it."
"Yes, yes!" Ye Xingli nodded vigorously, "We, the children of Jianghu, don't stick to trivial matters!"
Lin Huaijin: "..." Those who didn't know, thought it was three hundred years ago!
He felt that this seemingly well-behaved boy was mentally abnormal.
But Ye Banglan said that this boy studied engineering and was especially good at physics and space detection technology, so mental disorders were very common.
"You guys chat." Lin Huaijin said with a smile, "I'm going to play a few games of chess with Xiao Yan."
Ye Banlan raised his eyebrows when he heard this: "When did uncle's chess skills become so good?"
She and Yan Tingfeng's usual entertainment activities consisted of playing chess, or she playing the piano and him playing the flute, so she knew Yan Tingfeng's chess skills very well.
"Your uncle and I are not bad at chess!" Lin Huaijin glared, "Even though uncle is already old, Xiao Yan and I really can't play chess."
Ye turned the tide thoughtfully: "I understand, uncle, please go ahead."
Lin Huaijin left happily.
"Sister YN, what do you want from me?" Ye Xingli fell on the sofa, "My ancestors are from China, but I rarely come to China once. This time, it really feels like 'the soul returns to its hometown'."
"Returning to one's hometown refers to a person who unfortunately dies in a foreign land, and the body finally returns to the dividend." Ye Banlan glanced at him, "You are still alive, this idiom cannot be used in this way."
Ye Xingli: "..."
He is not a cultural person, this is not important!
"It's not a big deal to find you. You are interested." Ye Banlan gently placed the blueprint of the submarine warship in front of him, "Take a look?"
"What is it?" Ye Xingli took it, and his eyes widened the next second.
In his opinion, this drawing was simply of supreme beauty.
The more he looked at it, the more Ye Xingli felt that something was wrong, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead: "Is this the real drawing on the "Apocalypse Ceremony"?!"
"Oh?" Ye Banlan's eyes narrowed slightly, "It seems that you have seen the drawings of the International Institute of Strategic Studies."
"I've seen it." Ye Xingli nodded slowly, "It's just that some places on the drawing were marked incorrectly. Not only did the progress of the experiment go backwards, but the people who are still working on this project no longer use this drawing. Drawings.”
After a pause, he took a deep breath: "What an "Apocalypse Ceremony", he deserves to be the Apocalypse Emperor!"
"Well, I'm also wondering what happened before Taizu ordered people to compile the "Apocalypse Ceremony"." Ye Banlan said lightly, "Many of the technologies in the "Apocalypse Ceremony" far exceed those six hundred years ago. In that era, even if human imagination was endless, it was impossible to describe it so accurately.”
Ye Xingli pondered for a moment: "Sister YN, you should be very familiar with quantum entanglement. I guess it's just a conjecture. Taizu may have dreamed about things in the future in his dream, or someone may have calculated this and wrote it down in advance."
"The world is so big that there are no wonders, so naturally this is possible." Ye Banlan murmured softly, "I can't wait for Taizu's foresight."
Her father, the person Zhaozong admired most was Taizu, and she naturally did the same.
This admiration reached its peak after she saw a ray of spiritual thought left by Taizu on the Fengyuan Pagoda.
If Taizu had not had the foresight to hide the real "Apocalypse Ceremony" under the Fengyuan Pagoda, then the secrets of China would have been completely stolen by the Global Center.
Ye Xingli asked carefully: "Sister YN, do you want me to join this project?"
"Well, help me." Ye Banlan smiled, "What do you think?"
"Of course I think it's great!" Ye Xingli jumped up excitedly, "But my identity... can Sister YN guarantee that you will not be suspected by the Yunjing Research Institute?"
"No." Ye Banlan looked indifferent, "Even if it does, I have the means to deal with it and will protect you."
"That's no problem." Ye Xingli said decisively, "Sister YN, when will it start? I can't wait."
For researchers like him, experiments are something they are obsessed with and passionate about, and they would not hesitate to sacrifice their lives for it.
"So urgent?" Ye Wanlan raised his eyebrows, "Then let's go now and get in the car."
Ye Xingli happily followed Ye Wanlan into the car.
Twenty minutes later, the car stopped at its destination. Ye Xingli was holding on to a tree and vomiting, not feeling happy at all.
"Mr. Wu, I brought the person here." Ye Banlan dialed Academician Wu's phone number first, "I have to ask you to bring the person in." (End of Chapter)