How to beat a white flower

Spoiler - Sera in Parallel Worlds

What would happen if a person possessed an unrivaled talent and used it to the fullest?

Spana thought he might be able to answer that question.

will become a monster.

And this monster is his twin sister, Sera.

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When Spana and Sierra's parents found their febrile five-year-old daughter clutching the paper they had just finished late one night, the couple might have had a glimpse of what was to come.

"My baby..." Gently hugging her daughter's frail body, the young mother immediately rushed to her heart and was grabbed, her daughter!

She is still so young, but she has to endure the attack of serious illness again and again, "Can you tell mom why you haven't slept yet?"

"Uncomfortable, can't sleep."

Sierra held the paper that smelled of ink, and answered solemnly in a childish voice.

"Oh baby, so you've come to read Mom and Dad's paper?" Dad bent over, holding the warm orange lamp in his hand. "How do you feel?"

When he asked this, it was only for the purpose of enlivening the atmosphere.But what I didn't expect was that my daughter was questioned like the editor-in-chief of the strictest journal.

Although this questioning voice was neither majestic nor scary, it was particularly frightening because it hit the nail on the head.

"Okay..." Mother hugged Sera and walked towards the bed, dumbfounded, "Baby, since you know so much knowledge, you should also know that you can get better faster if you sleep well, right?"

"But even if I get well, I'll get sick again soon."

Sierra rested her chin on her mother's shoulder and said sleepily.

"Also, studying makes me feel better - which helps the condition too."

Caressing her daughter's long blond hair, which was exactly the same as her own, her mother's eyes showed deep self-blame.

In a sense, Selah was right. From birth, she has been in a cycle of sickness-healing-sickness again.

"But studying is tiring..." She held back the choking in her throat, and smoothed out her daughter's blond hair over and over again, running her fingertips across her scalp, "You need to rest now, Sierra."

"Not tired……"

Selah buries herself under the covers, reluctantly retorting.

"Mom..." Suddenly, a little boy with a robot model appeared at the door, "Why is Dad... sleeping in the study?"

In fact, it was just a man who was left speechless by his daughter's question and closed himself.

"Spana..." Mother frowned, "Can you explain why you go to the study at this time?"

"Uh..." Noticing the bulge on the bed, Spana said righteously, "Because I'm afraid my sister will be uncomfortable and won't be able to sleep at night, so I come to accompany her!"

Facing Serra's big green eyes, Spana coughed and nodded to himself, "That's it."

"hope so."

Seeing the inconspicuous interaction between the two siblings, the mother couldn't help curling her lips.

"Then I'll put my sister to sleep!"

Putting the model into his arms, Spana ran to the bed in small steps, took out a quilt skillfully, and squeezed it on.

"Mom, please turn off the lights for us when we go out."

He pretended to put his hands on his younger sister's hair that had just been combed and smoothed, and the fried hair version of little Serra was freshly baked in an instant.

"Well then, good night, babes."

The lights dimmed, and Spana took out the "model" in his arms when he heard footsteps walking away.

"Come and see this, Sierra!" he whispered but could not hide his excitement. "This is what I have done, the first robot!"

The two cups arched together, and they observed the robot together, how it moved its hands and feet, how it passed their little fingers...

Spana added a small light to his forehead, pure white, just enough to illuminate this small area.

"Here, we should add a section to make it easier to move."

"Ah, is that so..." Spana squeezed his chin, "But if this is the case, the data in the second half will have to be readjusted, and the terminal was taken to the laboratory by Dad."

Sierra lay flat and closed her eyes: "I'll tell you tomorrow morning."

The eyeballs rolled slightly under the eyelids, which was the performance of her calculation.

Turning off the lights, Spana also lay down.

Anyway, he did put his sister to sleep.

At the age of eight, Sierra's body finally improved, and she was able to live like ordinary people, but her physique was aberrant.

In the past few years, she has completed university courses at home, in hospitals and in various laboratories.So after one year of being named at MIT, I successfully obtained a degree certificate.

At the age of nine, she successfully obtained a doctor of science, and a bachelor's degree in chemistry, medicine, mathematics, etc., while studying social psychology, biology and Latin.

At the age of 11, for the first time, Sierra was fever-free for half a year and stayed hospital-free for a full year.

For this reason, Spana specially made a small robot named "Hestia" as a gift.

"And, congratulations on becoming a lecturer at MIT, Sierra."

Spana, already in the habit of eating lollipops, delivered gifts to Sierra's office.

The girl's height has jumped to nearly 1.6 meters.But the figure is still thin, only the face with baby fat shows a bit of childishness.

Standing on the podium like a big blonde doll.Although the corners of the mouth are curled down, the eyes are still round and not intimidating.

No wonder the students in the audience took out their terminals to take pictures and discuss.

"That's right? Can this kind of kid become a lecturer at MIT!"

"It took me a lot of effort to come here, don't fool me!"

……

MIT has geniuses with brilliant minds, but there are also many students who get in by relying on sports points and letters of recommendation.

The girl sitting in the front row took a deep breath. She came here because of the high credits of this elective, but she didn't expect the teacher to be such a lovely girl!

Just look at her long golden curly hair!Her green eyeballs!Skin as white as snow!Every inch of the face is interpreting what is God's darling.

She stared too intently, met those green eyes, and froze for a moment.

"Hi, I'm the instructor for this class, Serra."

Sera's voice was not loud, and there was so much noise below that almost no one was listening to her.

She felt as if she had been locked in a crowded goldfish bowl with a stupid fishy smell everywhere.

She clicked on the courseware, and there was an ear-piercing rubbing sound. In an instant, everyone in the classroom covered their ears, and the rustling chatter stopped.

"Okay..." She walked to the podium as if she didn't pay attention, "I know you don't agree with me, but it doesn't matter."

Serra took out a folder, and the students were all curious and craned their necks to look forward.

And the girl in the front row was blessed, she could easily see what Sera was holding!

Her pupils trembled, and she held the hand of her friend next to her, unable to speak, and the two looked at each other in blank dismay.

That is a thick pile of recommendation letters!

"Verti, Imperial Pillar Research Institute, Imperial Heavy Industries... oh, and the principal." It was not until the end that Sera pulled out a letter that had been obviously crunched at random, "Can I get an "excellent" letter in my course?" "People can be selected from these recommendation letters according to their grades. "

A needle could be heard in the classroom, and the shouting person not only stopped talking, but even got so excited that his neck was red.

These letters of recommendation almost symbolize a bright future!

"What's more..." Sierra was quite satisfied with this phenomenon, "In my class, those who fail to get a recommendation letter are all considered unqualified."

As soon as this sentence came out, the classroom was no longer quiet, but filled with a palpitating dead silence.

The courseware turned one page down, and it was a calculation that almost occupied the entire screen.

"In case you have unrealistic fantasies..." Sera looked up at the time, "Those who can't solve this formula within 15 minutes, don't think they can get excellent."

"Now there are still two hours before the course selection system will be closed, and you can start withdrawing courses."

Serra looked at the first student to stand, the second, the third... most of them left looking ashen, like lost gamblers.

In the end, there were only fifteen people left in the originally crowded lecture theater.

"Can you all solve this question..." Sierra glanced over, and there were only two girls left in the first row. After such a screening, the age of the students dropped a bit—there were quite a few who skipped a grade. Genius, "Then this is today's homework."

She looked at her watch, "By the way, the timing has started just now."

In other words, there are only 15 minutes left in 8 minutes!

In an instant, all fourteen students lowered their heads, and they quickly calculated on the white paper.

Except for a boy who was Sierra's age.

"Sera—may I call you that?"

Sierra nodded dispensably.

"I've completed."

The white-haired boy stood up to Serra's height, smiling with violet eyes.

"Do you want to check?"

Serra took the scratch paper and glanced at it.

"Bryn Jesso..." She nodded at him, "You passed."

The fishy smell in this place has finally dissipated a lot.

"Teacher Sierra, you are really the prettiest person I've ever seen!"

Among the remaining students, apart from that Bai Lan, the most daring one is Mary, who is a Latina who is very good at mathematics. She entered MIT through a competition. She follows her little teacher, beaming .

"I've never seen anyone like you, who is like the little fairy in the myth!"

"Then you see it now..." Sera handed a pile of draft paper in her arms to the tip of her nose, "Now, put away these classwork and put it in the Academic Affairs Office."

"Hey?"

"If your mind hasn't been confused by beauty..." After Mary took the paper, Sela walked forward again, "You are the class representative now."

"And me!" Only then did Mary notice that there was a white-haired gentleman here—he should be about the same age as the little teacher, "Please give me your advice, big sister."

The big sister, Mary, was also injured by the geniuses today.

In the end, only nine people remained.

By the end of the semester, among the nine students, three had chosen the letter of recommendation they wanted, and went straight to the future they dreamed of.

The remaining six people all chose Sierra-they will become the first batch of researchers in Sierra's laboratory.

The first research topic was technology related to neurons and mechanical splicing. Serra's first assistants were Prynne, Marie, and Nino.

In the next few years, they completed a lot of research one after another, and the people in Sierra's laboratory also came in and out, and gradually expanded.

"The Dresden slate?"

Bai Lan walked into Sera's office with coffee with milk as usual, but saw an application form.

"Isn't this a topic from three years ago..." He spread out the application form with great interest, "Huh? Are you going to move the stone slabs from the Imperial Pillar Pagoda?"

"That's right..." Sera gently blew on the surface of the coffee, "It's too troublesome to study through the seal all the time."

"Did Mr. Spana agree?" Bai Lan smiled when he heard this, and suddenly mentioned Sera's twin brother.

"He is in favor."

Sera paused slightly, "But the King of Gold may still have concerns."

"Just leave it to me."

Holding the application form, Bai Lan approached Sierra on the chair with a smile until the light covered her entire face.

"Selah just needs to do what she likes."

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