Born to be O, to be O to be A

Earth Star Research Institute.

After receiving the detailed material list with the military department again, Jing An pushed open the door of the conference room of the research institute and turned around for three days without showing fatigue on that cold face.

There are a lot of people in the meeting room, and it is not lively if you say it is lively, but half of the people are noisy, and the other half are watching them.

Most of the noisy half are first-, second-, and third-level researchers, who have the power to speak and have weight, sitting in the middle of the conference room.The other half circle is the researchers sitting on the periphery, who are not qualified to participate in this rating meeting.

Seeing Jing An coming in, everyone tacitly made room for him.

Although he is a sixth-level researcher, he is now the default successor to the director of the research institute in the research community, and his identity and status are no longer comparable to those of the outside circle of researchers.

Jing An didn't go to the conference center, but just sat down at a random place outside. After he sat down, he turned slightly sideways, only to find that beside him happened to be Quan Zihuan, whom he hadn't seen for a long time.

Quan Zihuan lowered his head, his long bangs covered half of his face, making it difficult to see the emotion in his eyes.

Jing An pretended not to see him, and looked up at the rating meeting held in advance.

After a few minutes of silence, a gentle voice sounded from the side: "You should be able to rise to the third level."

Jing An didn't speak.

Quan Zihuan turned his head to look at him, with complex emotions in his eyes, including pain, struggle, and anger.

Jing An ignored him, and he said to himself, "My dad said, it was you who proposed to give Baizhan to Jian Jining. Why? There are many light-armored mecha fighters who are more powerful than him. Why did you give it to a young boy?" Recruits?"

Quan Zihuan stared at him, and his voice became hoarse, "You really like him."

Jing An glanced at him indifferently, "I have never denied this matter."

Quan Zihuan shuddered all over, and his slightly long nails pierced directly into the flesh.He slowly loosened his five fingers, and saw the blood on his nails through the dim light from the window.

Brown pupils closed in pain.

Jing An didn't say anything else, and walked up to him and sat down at the dean's call.

Under the influence of the war, the researcher rating meeting, which was supposed to be held at the end of October, started two months ahead of schedule.

The research and development pressure of the research institute is increasing day by day, and more and more projects are waiting to be developed. The military and the government also urgently need those new researchers who are emerging, so that they can take on research responsibilities and provide the military with weapons and other resources.

Among such researchers, especially Jing An.

As one of the rare researchers who is proficient in two categories at the same time, Jing An's status in the research institute is in full swing, and now he has fully assumed the responsibility for the military's material supply, and now he just needs a real name.

With this title, the dean slapped the table and said: "Second-level researcher! The invention of the conversion agent and white ore alone is enough for him to be promoted to the third level! Not to mention the rest of the research projects."

As soon as the name of the second-level researcher was announced, all the researchers were bombarded, agreeing and disagreeing with half points.

Even those who originally supported Jing An earnestly persuaded: "After passing the second level, you can go up to four levels at once. What do you want the researchers from other stars to think?"

"What's wrong with the four levels? It's because Jing An didn't sign the project he participated in two years ago, otherwise he would be promoted to the fourth level even if he was promoted in a round. Once the conversion agent and inhibitor are released this year, you can see how much impact it will have. Clearly, level two is not too much!"

"We know this, but the outside world doesn't know! First and second-level researchers are the hallmarks of the research institute. In the past few hundred years, there have been no second-level researchers who have not yet graduated. If it spreads, there may be some rumors!"

"The body is not afraid of the shadow crooked! Anyway, I support him, and I have a clear conscience for voting for him as a second-level researcher!"

"There has never been a rule of jumping four levels. Two levels are an exception. This precedent cannot be set!"

The central conference room was noisy, and the low-level researchers sitting next to them looked at each other in dismay, and couldn't help but peek at the expressionless Jing An beside him.

"Okay!" The dean swept his eyes away, staring at Quan Cai'an with a gloomy face, and insisted: "You can't ruin an excellent researcher just because of the so-called age and qualifications."

The third-level research institute present couldn't laugh or cry, "Why is the second-level researcher called ruined? Dean, can you be reasonable! The highest one before jumped two levels at a time."

The dean raised his brows, and said confidently: "The fourth level can't even touch the core area, let alone the higher-level research field. Jing An must be given the qualification to conduct independent research."

Only first-level, second-level, and third-level researchers can undertake independent projects, and the fourth, fifth, and sixth subordinates are at most the team leaders in research projects.

When everyone heard it, they said directly: "That's level three."

"That's right, isn't it okay to be a third-level researcher? Anyway, there have been third-level researchers of his age before."

"Level [-] reluctantly agrees, Level [-] is absolutely impossible!"

"The first and second level researchers are really too much, and the third level doesn't have that much influence, I can accept it."

"..."

Hearing the discussions of the third-level researchers who were gradually agreeing with him, the dark-faced Quan Caian sneered and stopped discussing at all.

The researchers quarreled about whether to sign at level four or level two, the dean Shi Shiran sat down, watched them discuss, and waved his hand at the end, and said as if to settle for the next best thing: "Let's be level three. "

What he said seemed to be aggrieved to Jing An, a third-level researcher.

All the third-level researchers in the audience didn't complain, and could only look away speechlessly.

After deciding on the title, Jing An logically sat next to the dean, with his eyelids drooping, blocking all the probing sight around him.

A third-level researcher, this was originally the result of discussions between the dean, Lin Xiao, and General Yu, and now everyone is very satisfied with the situation with just a few words of guidance.

The research institute rating meeting this time focuses on the promotion of some third-level researchers to the second level, as well as Jing An's level judgment.After the first two conclusions, it was much easier for most of the researchers behind to re-grade. In less than half an hour, the rating meeting came to an end.

When the dean announced the end, his sharp eyes fell on Quan Cai'an.

This first-level researcher, who had always resisted Jing An, remained silent for the whole session without speaking.

The dean narrowed his eyes slightly, remembering Quan Cai's abnormality.

As soon as the meeting ended, Quan Cai was the first to get up and leave without greeting anyone behind him.

When Quan Cai went out, he passed by Quan Zihuan who had been hanging his head, his eagle eyes suddenly dimmed, and he said coldly: "Quan Zihuan, come with me."

He never called his two sons by their baby names, let alone when he was in a bad mood, his voice became so angry that his voice sank.

Quan Zihuan got up slowly, his eyes had already lost their brilliance, they were as dim as marionettes on a string, and he went out slowly at every command.

The dean made the follow-up arrangements and asked people to leave. Jing An bid farewell and left the venue early, but unexpectedly ran into Quan Zihuan at the corner outside the door.

To be precise, it was the silent Quan Zihuan and the furious Quan Caieu.

Somewhere far away from here could be heard bursts of cursing, nothing more than being angry with Quan Zihuan and embarrassing him. After hearing the movement inside, Quan Zihuan remained silent, like a walking dead.

Quan Cai raised his hand violently angrily.

Quan Zihuan slowly closed his eyes without responding.

Coincidentally, Jing An walked out from the inside, passed by the Quan family father and son, and walked forward without looking sideways.

Quan Cai'an couldn't bear the shame of slapping his son in the face in public, so he turned and left with a gloomy face. His pace was extremely fast, directly surpassing Jing An's distance.

It wasn't until Quan Cai left that Quan Zihuan slowly raised his head and looked at Jing An who was walking in front of him.

He tightened his throat, and regardless of the people watching behind him, he stretched out his hand to grab Jing An's arm, but unexpectedly missed it.

Jing An's steps paused slightly, and his eyes swept over, "What's the matter?"

Quan Zihuan opened his lips slightly, but sadly found that he no longer had a way to get in touch with Jing An.

He opened his mouth, and finally forced out a hoarse sentence: "Congratulations."

Jing An was noncommittal, "Tongxi, prospective third-level researcher."

Quan Zihuan also contributed a lot this year. Like last year, he became a third-level preparatory researcher. If there is no fault, he will be promoted directly next year.

After Jing An finished speaking, he raised the corners of his lips politely, "Researcher Quan, I have something else to do, so I'm leaving first."

After he finished speaking, he turned around directly, not giving Quan Zihuan any chance to speak.

Quan Zihuan just watched Jing An, who was dressed in white, walk away slowly. His feet seemed to be fixed on the ground, filled with lead, and it was difficult to move.

Most of the researchers behind him didn't know what happened. Seeing Quan Zihuan, they came up to congratulate Quan Zihuan. Words of praise floated into Quan Zihuan's ears, like barbs, piercing into the heart and pulling out again. The pain was utterly painful. heart.

But who can be blamed?

Quan Zihuan bit the dead skin on his lips, walked to the shadow of no one, leaned against the wall weakly, his eyes were dry.

Whether it was unintentional or intentional, the communication from the Interstellar Thief was definitely dead. It was his words that killed Jing An's mother.

But he really didn't mean to.

He really didn't know that the interstellar thieves would be hiding behind that wall...

The scene in front of him was completely distorted, transformed into the extremely black ring that dutifully recorded all the conversations, into the eerily calm Jing An who clearly couldn't suppress his anger, into Jing An's calm and decisive face.

That was his first love. He had planned a confession for a long time, but it caused the family of his sweetheart to be destroyed.

Quan Zihuan leaned against the wall and slid down slowly, his eyes that could not shed any tears turned scarlet, full of madness.

Jing An didn't take the conversation with Quan Zihuan to heart at all. Quan Zihuan hadn't meddled in the secret power of the Quan family, so naturally he didn't know about the blood feud between the Quan family, the Wang family, the Yu family, and the Jing family.

His father was implicated by the Yu family and died on the test field.

Because of Quan Cai's jealousy, his mother was brutally tortured for seven days, and she died with grievances.

Even the many uncles on the planet Liya, who originally had a bright future, had to be forced to hide their names and retreat to the second line, just to take the initiative to weaken the strength of the Yu family and calm the struggle between the two factions of the military.

Ever since Jing An knew about one of these bloodless struggles, he knew that his fate with Quan Zihuan was over.

Thanks to the noisy recording recorded in the black ring sent by the interstellar thieves, it gave him a reason to cut off his robe directly.

Jing An is extremely calm now, he only wants to get through this war wholeheartedly, as for the rest of the matter, it has nothing to do with him.

Jing An went to the military headquarters with a new round of material list for final review.

Quan Zihuan's eye sockets were already astringent to the point of extreme pain when exposed to the sun, he squinted slightly, and walked forward slowly.

The Quan family's exclusive maglev vehicle hadn't left yet. The driver was sitting on it. Seeing the expressionless Quan Zihuan, he cautiously said, "Young master—the master just received the communication and went back to the courtyard. He said that he will wait 10 minutes later." Walk."

Quan Zihuan didn't say a word, got on the maglev vehicle, and just sat firmly, but found a ring-shaped black object on the left seat.

His eyes hurt and he couldn't see clearly. He didn't care much and closed his eyes.

Just for a moment, he suddenly remembered where he had seen something similar before, opened his eyes suddenly, and took the ring in his hand.

Seeing this, the driver in front couldn't help reminding: "Master, that's the master's thing——"

"Shut up." Quan Zihuan's voice was hoarse and deep, "Turn off the communication equipment in the car, and draw the curtains so that no light can pass through."

The driver was taken aback.

Quan Zihuan raised his eyes lightly, "If something happens, I will take care of it."

Not daring to disobey him, the driver gritted his teeth, turned off all equipment, and made the interior of the car into a dark environment.

Holding the ring in his hands, Quan Zihuan turned on the optical brain lens, and shot out a beam of scanning light, which accurately landed on the pitch-black ring in the dark.

Slowly, slowly, several distorted white fonts formed on the black ring surface——

"One day later, the Kidd star battlefield, the data of the barrier agent"

Quan Zihuan could see clearly, his brain froze for a moment, then his hands trembled, the ring directly hit the carpet in the car, and rolled over.

At the same time, the driver hurriedly opened the door and curtain.

Quan Zihuan turned his head unable to think, his lips were so white that they trembled.

"Snapped----!"

Quan Cai'an's angry old face came into view, and the slap that hadn't landed just now was finally slapped hard on Quan Zihuan's face.

"Nizi—! What are you doing!!"

Quan Zihuan was so whipped that he smashed against the car window, his forehead turned red.The soft flesh in the mouth knocked against the teeth, creating a large wound, and the astringent blood slipped over the corners of the lips and dripped onto the white car mat.

A dull crash echoed in the car.

He gritted his teeth and raised his head, his scarlet eyes fixed on the old man whose face was ashen, his voice trembling: "Dad... what exactly do you want?"

Quan Zihuan didn't dare to ask any more but had to ask, "Are you—" and Interstellar Thief—

"Shut up!" Quan Cai interrupted him with an angry voice, got into the car straight away, and yelled at the driver in front: "Drive! Go home at full speed!"

The driver snorted and immediately turned on the full speed mode.

Quan Zihuan, who had been pushed and shoved by Quan Cai'an, who had sat down, could only hear a buzzing sound in his ears.

He lowered his head subconsciously, looking for the ring that had rolled to nowhere in panic and panic, but his heart gradually became cold and icy, as if falling into an ice cellar bit by bit.

can't find...

The ring was not found.

Can't find a lie that can come back.

The maglev vehicle turned on at full speed and was advancing at extreme speed on the expressway.

Quan Zihuan's eyes were dull, and he raised his head in a daze, looking at the green avenue gliding ahead, as if he was slowly walking on a road of no return.

The author has something to say: It took a long time, the Quan family's foreshadowing has already been laid, in the chapter of the meeting of interstellar thieves.

As for the information on the barrier agent, you can guess who it is for.Ah, I'm starting to worry about pulling the lights again after writing this QAQ

Thanks to Yan Wu for throwing thunder

Thank you for 30 bottles of Cold Summer; 15 bottles of Baiyin; 5 bottles of nutrient solution for Yiye Bingzhou!

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