Qiao Nian raised his lips, looked at the old man who was wearing protective clothing but couldn't hide his foxy nature, and said calmly: "You asked this question, and if I can't solve it... then this selection will be a failure."
It seems that there are only him and Qiao Nian here, but Feng Yu is very clear that there are dozens of eyes watching him outside. He must not talk to Qiao Nian, otherwise someone will spread rumors that he is biased towards Qiao Nian and is suspected of cheating.
He just gave the girl a look that said 'I believe you' and didn't stay in the laboratory for long. He turned around and walked out to the next laboratory.
Qiao Nian returned with the box in his hand and took out a black round object that looked exactly like Ji Zinyin's from the box.
She looked at the object in her hand for a while, curled her lips, and started to work.
Next to the laboratory table was the note that Feng Yu had given her. The note was crumpled into balls of uniform size. Every time Feng Yu went to a laboratory, she would pull one out from a cylinder that was only wide enough for one hand to fit in, to ensure that cheating was impossible.
So the content on the note is exactly the same.
Before starting, Qiao Nian took another look at the line of calligraphy written by Feng Yu on the piece of paper - [Nuclear Decomposition].
She reached out and pulled down the hood of her protective suit, covering a pair of dark but refined eyes, then lowered her head and took out a decomposition dish from a row of experimental vessels.
…
At the same time, within three minutes, almost everyone received the experimental items and questions distributed by Feng Yu one by one.
Cao Yanhua had the same reaction as Ji Ziyin after reading the contents of the box and the note written by Feng Yu. He also stood there in a daze for a long time.
However, Cao Yanhua studied under Shi Fu and, like Shi Fu, did not attach too much importance to fame and fortune, but paid more attention to scientific research.
He participated in this selection only because the opportunity was right in front of him and he wanted to give it a try, so he quickly adjusted his mindset and calmly began to try.
There are 20 people, except for a few who are actually doing it.
After receiving the questions, most people just stood there, completely not knowing where to start.
Ji Ziyin and Cao Yanhua both acted reluctantly and actually had no confidence at all.
Among the 20 laboratories, only the girls in Laboratory No. 9 moved smoothly and seemed confident and knew what to do.
…
"Master Wang, what are they holding?" Mo Dong asked curiously.
Ye Wangchuan sat up straight, a hint of surprise flashed across his face, and he said slowly: "Nuclear."
"The First Research Institute was originally engaged in weapons research. I just didn't expect that Mr. Feng would ask such a tricky question." He looked calm and composed, and didn't seem to be worried about Qiao Nian, as if Qiao Nian would definitely be able to solve it.
The First Research Institute holds a prominent position in the Independent Continent because these people are all hidden weapons tycoons. For example, Xie Tingyun, who looks sickly now, was once a top expert in weapons and a member of the Level 8 Laboratory of the First Research Institute.
But in the past 20 years, the First Institute has rarely studied such weapons with extremely high risk factors, and even such raw materials have rarely appeared.
The problem Feng Yu posed was more difficult than the one he had given Qiao about their raw materials—decomposing nuclear energy.
Most people only know how to make and study nuclei, but few people go in the opposite direction to study how to decompose nuclei, which is more difficult than making nuclei!
As soon as Feng Yu made his move, he posed a question that was basically impossible to solve.
Qin Si and Mo Dong didn't understand what he said. They only roughly understood that the question Feng Yu asked this time was difficult and Qiao Nian might not be able to complete it.
"..." The two men's eyes darkened and they both looked in the direction of Laboratory No. 9.
(End of this chapter)