I thought I was a jerk

In the eyes of everyone, their malice seemed to be real. It was only natural for Xue Ci to notice their hostility and even disdain to ask and communicate.

But for Xue Ci——

Little did he realize that he was actually isolated.

Even if the other researchers made such things as: when the experimental discussion was in the heat, they suddenly shut up when they saw Xue Ci, when Xue Ci wanted to use the instrument, they walked away tacitly, and when they bumped into each other on the road occasionally, they brushed off as if they were in the air. Over the shoulder... and all kinds of signs.

But Xue Ci just didn't feel anything wrong.

Seeing him keep silent and turn a blind eye is because everyone is more autistic and doesn't like to talk to strangers.

Xue Ci adapted to this atmosphere very well. After all, the task this time was quite heavy, and it was the right way to concentrate on research. Naturally, energy-consuming things like making friends can be saved.

Seeing that he wanted to use the equipment, he left silently, which made Xue Ci feel a little care from the silent team——

Those large, sophisticated and expensive equipment, even in a well-equipped laboratory, there are only a few, and the distance is still far away.As soon as they saw him coming, other people offered to give it up to him, saving even the waiting time and letting him operate first. This is not friendly care, what is it?

Although there is little communication within the team, the atmosphere is harmonious, harmonious and friendly.

This is even Xue Ci's thoughts these days.

He also has a personality that rarely cooperates with others, and it is more convenient for him to complete the experiment alone.When Professor Mo assigned the tasks to be completed in the next few days, Xue Ci never considered the option of cooperating with others from the very beginning.I just felt it was the right thing to do... so I did it alone.

The amount of computing to obtain the basic database is too large, so he uses other methods.

For Xue Ci, this is not a problem at all, but a small "bug" in the research process that needs to be solved.

When it was too late to build a database, he used other methods to determine the research direction.

And it was determined quickly.

Xue Ci's commonly used experimental special space is labeled 07.He noticed that the experimental spaces of other researchers are almost fluid. One day it will be used by A, and tomorrow it will be used by B. Occasionally, two people will operate at the same time.But the 07 he used was different, almost everyone agreed not to set foot here, and turned 07 into Xue Ci's special laboratory.

This made Xue Ci very touched by the concession of other people - because other people did not set foot, his experimental data did not need to be transferred, and he did not need to free up computing power for others to use, which greatly improved his research efficiency.In order to reciprocate, Xue Ci spent a particularly long time in the special space during this period, hoping to end this stage of the experiment as soon as possible, and give up space 07 to other researchers who need it more.

Xue Ci also didn't notice that his time-extended experiments were always noticed by others.

Others would also think that this young master of the Xue family seems to be... working harder.

The separate spaces in the laboratory are set up with transparent walls for the convenience of public use.

Everyone can see Young Master Xue walking through Space 07.

Xue Ci's appearance is really very beautiful, even in the laboratory where the appearance is the least important, it can become a particularly conspicuous scenery.Like a gorgeous flower bud that has grown in the deep hell, it is obviously out of place, but it is very aggressive and captures everyone's attention.

This kind of aggression is still increasing day by day, almost to the point when other people occasionally look there, they will be bewitched by the youth's extremely prosperous appearance, and they will hurriedly move their eyes away as if they were being hit by direct sunlight.

Xue Ci seldom smiled, always had a cold expression, and walked busily through the laboratory.

He would handle Petri dishes with his long, lightly gloved fingers, and carefully retrieve equipment that was covered in stains and dust.The trajectory of the new chip's operating circuit will be written very quickly, reversely retrieved over and over again after errors, and then modified a little bit.

Even though this may be a rather tedious and tedious process, few people would see Xue Ci frowning because of it.He always had such a calm expression, quietly and silently dealt with all the mistakes and omissions, as if he would not be infected with any negativity from countless failures.He always repeats mistakes, corrects, re-checks out mistakes... such a simple and extremely excruciating experimental process.

It is also because of watching Xue Ci for a long time, other people will find that Xue Ci's speed of solving problems is actually very fast, his experimental style is also straightforward and decisive, and his research efficiency is very high.

Logically speaking, he should be able to complete Professor Mo's task very quickly, but Xue Ci just spends more and more time in the laboratory, frantically squeezing his time and energy—that's why he thought, Xue Ci Maybe they are using time to make up for the lack of basic data, and these "deficiencies" are all formed by the hostility and conflict between them, the other researchers actually... Have a little bit of a subtle sense of guilt.

It makes them a little uncomfortable.

Xue Ciben was the youngest among them, with a small appearance and a student-like air.He hasn't seen the sun much recently, and after being raised in an underground laboratory for a few days, his complexion has become dazzlingly white for a long time, as pale as the white snow piled up on the mountain peak, making him look very weak.

The lab coat that should have fit well looked empty on him, and it could only be seen from the pale wrist covered with blue veins when he occasionally raised the pen to record. The boy's skeleton was so thin and weak.

It felt like they were bullying a junior, a minor.

Fame has always been a double-edged sword, but among the participants of the "Slayer God Project", the effect of fame is more harmful than beneficial.Because everyone is extremely low-key and silently doing practical things, but they all have amazing talents, so they are naturally extremely proud and lofty.

When encountering a genius known to the world as Xue Ci, the first impression was not appreciation, but an inexplicable sense of superiority.I feel that such a young child can blow so hard, how strong can the fame-seeker be?

Maybe it's just a flower stand blown out of one's strength, with only a glossy surface, but an embroidered pillow inside.

And Xue Ci's background and appearance just happened to make him very easy to be "packaged".

This is also one of the reasons why others disdain to be with Xue Ci and oppose him and Si Kongyi.

Because Sikong Yi's strength is visible to everyone.

And Xue Ci is a veritable beautiful vase.

But at this time, their contemptuous prejudices, which had been ingrained from the first moment they saw Xue Ci, were broken one by one during the brief contact during this period.

Xue Ci seems to be... a little real.

It's because they imagined each other too badly.

That's right, no matter how the real waste is packaged, it is impossible for scientific researchers like Ms. Hua to fancy it.

In short, under the influence of many indispensable and ingenious factors, other people's feelings towards Xue Ci are now... very complicated.

One morning, the inside of the Qianlong Base was so cold that a layer of white mist condensed. The leaves of the plants planted at intervals seemed to be covered with hoarfrost, and the branches were straightened by the sudden cold air.

The temperature in the laboratory is maintained at the room temperature that the human body can best adapt to all year round, and it is warmer like spring at this time.But just as Xue Ci got off the elevator from the ground, he was only exposed to the outside world for a while, and when he first entered the warm room, he was unsuspectingly killed by the impact of the high and low temperature difference——

Only this time he catches a cold, he has a bit of a cold.

In the quiet laboratory, the boy's suppressed cough kept ringing.

Xue Ci didn't want to disturb others. In a precise experiment, even a little abnormal noise would become a source of interference.But the more suppressed the cough was, the more itchy throat became unstoppable. He clenched his fist and pressed it firmly against his lips, his knuckles rubbed his lips red.

Xue Ci's face was very pale, but because of the severe coughing, a little hot red rose on his face.Because of suppressing the cough, the fundus of the eyes was so choked that there was a little mist, like tears in the eyes of a teenager.

...looks pitiful.

Xue Ci purposely chose a place far away from other people. His voice was suppressed very weakly, trying to minimize the influence and avoid infecting others.

But this seemed to have little effect, because not long after, Si Kongyi suddenly stood up with a cold face, as if he finally couldn't stand the noise, and left with an ugly expression.

Before this, Si Kongyi had never had a record of "leaving early" in the laboratory.

Xue Ci coughed and frowned slightly, and finally admitted unwillingly that his body was so easy to be knocked down - and was about to get up and go to the medical area to get some medicine and put on a mask.

If it doesn't get better, I can only go back and rest for half a day.

After Xue Ci also left, the atmosphere in the laboratory was a little strangely quiet.

Some people suddenly got up and left early one after another.

The black-haired and black-clothed researcher went out for a while, and came back again, holding a large pot of ginger soup in his hand. When he was showing signs of catching a cold in the morning, he boiled a large pot by himself.At this time, share a thermos cup for everyone and put it on the table where everyone usually sits.

Although the researchers were relatively indifferent, they all said thank you.

And the black-clothed researcher divided it up, leaving a cup full of ginger soup—he put it on Xue Ci's seat.

Standing there brightly, it is very conspicuous.

After he finished all this, he returned to his position and modified the experiment log.The curly-haired researcher sitting opposite him glanced at him and frowned slightly: "Why...you gave it to him too."

They knew exactly who the "he" was referring to.

You agreed to reject him together, why did you secretly extend a friendly hand?

The subtext in these words can be understood by smart people.

The black-clothed researcher looked cold and didn't seem to care. He turned over a page of the diary, "I'll give you the rest. If you care, you can go there and dump it."

The curly-haired researcher didn't move.