#405. who’s next
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“…Did you just go to work?”
“Please understand me, senior. It’s not because I didn’t want to go to work because it was me.”
“Still, you should have contacted me first to take sick leave.”
“Ah, I wanted to do that too, but the researcher hyung said he would take care of it, so I just told him to rest.”
Looking at Limon who answered shamelessly, I frowned for a while.
Ksenia finally sighed.
“It can’t be helped that it was because of the disease, but be careful with Director Reno. It becomes a problem if you overuse sick leave and fail to meet your workload.”
“I know, isn’t the supervisor there to stop that?”
Limon’s return to work ended like that.
Because there was no supervisor who was sincere enough to argue that I had taken some sick leave.
The only person who could argue was the factory manager, who had to pay attention to the factory’s workload….
“Did you finally go to work? How is your body? If you need anything, just tell me!”
…The factory manager’s hospitalized grandson greeted Limon with utmost sincerity, which left a deep impression on the other employees.
The problem was Yekatrice.
“Researcher Elshar, speaking of this project…”
“Elshar help me!”
“Miss Elshar. The mass production of special bullets is somehow not stable, so how can there be no way?”
It’s like you’ve been waiting for yourself.
As soon as she got to work, Yekathrice blinked as she saw the researchers rushing at her.
“Why are you asking me…?”
How absurd it was to ask such a favor to a new recruit who had only been in the factory for less than a month.
A girl who forgot how to act and showed her original way of speaking.
However, the researchers put on a puzzled expression, as if the question itself was more strange than the way they spoke.
“No, that’s right….”
“Since research results aren’t coming out well these days, the labor score for this quarter has gone down a bit.”
“It’ll be over soon if Researcher Elshar helps.”
It sounds like you’re asking something too obvious.
Looking at the researchers answering in turn, Yekathrice tilted her head slightly.
When I heard the report that Ainsha was doing a great job as a researcher, I giggled and said that she was indeed my younger sister
…
How easy it is to ask for help like this for granted.
It was when Catherine thought with an expressionless face.
“Besides, I got permission from Director Limanov.”
“huh? to my brother?”
“That’s right. Researcher Elshar told me to get plenty of help at this point, since I’m full of labor points anyway.”
“…”
The moment I heard that.
Yekathrice turned her head.
And I narrowed my eyes when I saw Limon laughing wickedly outside the window of the lab.
“Huh….”
How can you imagine asking for volunteer work at a state-run munitions factory where the superintendent is blindingly proud?
Realizing the circumstances, Catherine muttered involuntarily.
“You know how to play, too.”
“huh? What did you say?”
“It is nothing.”
If you want to imitate Ainsha, you have to do her job as well.
Yekathrice giggled at the grumpiness of Limon, who had entrusted the bomb to her.
It was because Limon was the first to do something like this to a woman who had been grumpy all her life but had never been hit.
‘Because the more I see him, the more interesting he is.’
First of all, after adding another 10 points to Limon’s affinity.
Yekathrice said.
“Okay, help with research.”
“Oh oh! Thank you for that…!”
“There are conditions instead.”
“…condition?”
While the researchers were ecstatic, they just hardened.
The girl said calmly.
“Nothing is free in this world. If you want something, you pay for it.”
“No, but you’ve been helping me up until now, right?”
“It was a free service period.”
I wonder if that makes sense.
Even with expressions written on their foreheads, the researchers couldn’t bear to put their thoughts into words.
Instead, I just casually asked.
“What is that condition?”
* * *
“…You made a whole lot of shit out of it.”
Limon at a loss.
Yekathrice replied to him with a still expressionless face, but with a pleasantness that could not be hidden.
“It’s a little bit like the word shit.”
“If this isn’t bullshit, what do you call it?”
“Um well.”
Take a moment to think about the right expression.
Yekathrice finally tilted her head slightly and said half-questioningly.
“Circus?”
“You’ve never seen such a messed up circus?”
“Let’s move on to the trivial things, Brother. It’s too harsh to demand master’s skills from beginners.”
“Isn’t that what the person who turned those novices into clowns would say?”
“I didn’t force anything, I just said that I would help with my research if anyone would make me happy.”
“Isn’t that more than coercion?”
Limon sighed as he saw Yekathrice smiling like a goblin so that only he could see it.
This is because the current situation in the laboratory was beyond just overcrowded.
A young man who collapsed while performing a Cossack dance.
A woman faints after making a doll out of balloons.
Such as a middle-aged man who was carried away after bending his back to show off human body acrobatics.
It was to the point of regret to see the Russian intellectuals, all of whom acted as clowns, and then disappeared into silence.
“I will show you the 7th researcher Yegov Beaker Juggling!”
Boom bung bung.
Wow Jangchang!
“Keep it off!”
…It was even more so when I saw one more injured person who dropped the beaker he was spinning on his foot.
“Tskjts not having a stomachache. I’ll show you what my true talent is like, so get out of the way.”
“The head researcher himself…!”
“Yes, if it is that person who went all the way to Las Vegas to train when he was young!”
Did you want it not to be like this?
The old researcher, who had been holding his hands behind his back, stepped forward and took out a thick stack of playing cards.
And the show started.
Cheer up!
Stacks of cards go back and forth between the hands to form long legs, then levitate, then pierce the back of the hand and the palm.
At the end of a card show that was as dazzling as any magician’s, the old researcher unfolded his cards like a fan.
“Here, pick a card and try it…”
“Are you trying to get the card swapped up your sleeve?”
“…I don’t know what you’re talking about?”
“I see all the tricks. It’s boring. Do some more.”
“…”
Puff!
“Ugh, Chief Researcher!”
“Call an ambulance quickly!”
Was the criticism too shocking?
For a while, I giggled at the other researchers who knelt down and made a fuss while holding the stupefied old man.
Yekathrice opened her mouth slowly.
“It was kind of fun, so I’ll make sure to help out.”
“Oh oh oh.”
“Thank you, thank you…”
The way they said that their ugliness was more interesting than their individuality.
However, the researchers accepted her help, sensing that their sacrifice was not in vain.
It was Limon who made a strange expression.
“It’s good that you confidently replied that you would help, but are you really doing it because you have the confidence to do it?”
“Your brother also asks something very interesting.”
It’s like listening to all sorts of jokes.
It was time to stop erasing expressions and giggle.
Yekathrice whispered, her lips pressed close to Limon’s ear, so that only Limon could hear.
“―Who do you think I am?”
“….”
With the same face as Ainsha, who was always proud without any countermeasures.
Limon said nothing more as the girl boasted that she thought her sister couldn’t do what her brother could do.
It’s like trying to prove your skills.
I just crossed my arms.
While Limon watched, Yekathrice listened to the researchers’ requests for help one by one.
I turned to one researcher.
“The stabilization of the special bullets must be the most fun. Show me the data.”
“Data?”
“Errors found in research log data. It is to give everything without missing a thing.”
The young female researcher was stunned to hear that.
It was because it was so unexpected that she, who had solved everything by ‘pretending to be a coincidence’ until now, asked for something like this.
But there is no reason to refuse.
The female researcher accessed the research data from her seat.
“This is the data of the mass production method of special bullets we are researching. The basic principle is…”
“Enough explanation. You can see it anyway.”
“yes?”
Instead of explaining, Yekathrice looked at the monitor.
At first lightly, like a joke.
A bit more interesting next time.
It seems annoying in the end.
The moment Yekathrice was flipping through the data, after tapping the keyboard a few times, she pressed the enter key.
charrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!
The research data floating on the monitor passed at a terrifying speed.
From complex blueprints to theories with all kinds of technical terms, various photos appear and disappear hundreds of times within a second.
A sight that makes even high-level players feel dizzy.
But Yekathrice did not blink an eye.
I just looked at the monitor, repeating the dilation and contraction of my pupils hundreds of thousands of times each time the screen changed.
While the lab’s supercomputer was emitting fierce heat and noise.
“Oh, this is it.”
Ride on, ride on!
Yekathrice froze the screen.
And suddenly, he started banging on the keyboard furiously.
“Researcher E Elshar?”
Other researchers were astounded when they saw that the entire data stored on the server was modified beyond just browsing.
But that didn’t stop her.
This is because Yekathrice had already finished writing the data and even printed it out before she could do anything.
“Take it here.”
“This is…?”
“It seemed that the problem was caused by the mixing of some of the monster materials added to mass-produce the special bullets. So let’s make it like this… no see.”
“….”
Blueprints of new production facilities.
Chemical formula of a new neutralizer.
predicted performance.
In addition, to the analysis of the appropriate amount of production according to profitability.
The researchers who checked the heavy papers handed over by Yekathrice were at a loss for words.
Of course, he grasped vast amounts of data in an instant that would take even a doctor in his field of study to check.
I couldn’t believe that in just a few minutes I had solved a problem that I hadn’t been able to find a fix for, let alone a fix for, the past few months.
But Yekathrice was neither proud nor delighted.
Rather, it seems silly.
After a lazy yawn.
I just asked while looking back at the other researchers.
“So who’s next?”
* * *
“Haam….”
One turn to stretch.
Yekathrice knelt down on the desk.
And muttered as if disappointed.
“You waste time on trivial things. Time is money.”
A reckless remark that completely ignores the efforts of researchers who have been devoted to research.
But Limon didn’t point that out.
It was because he knew that the parties involved would not be able to deny the words as much as he had seen what she had done.
“…You worked really hard.”
“It is only natural that the older sister is superior to the younger brother. Is that what your brother sees?”
“…”
Limon couldn’t bear to deny the question Yekathrice asked with a mischievous smile.
Ainsha’s achievements while working as a researcher were also at a level high enough to be praised as a genius by others.
However, Yekathrice’s performance was on a different level.
from the method
Unlike Ainsha, who foresaw and reproduced a coincidence that would happen someday, she did not rely on luck.
Instead, what lies behind it is a thorough logic.
After checking the data one by one.
Analyze and study it.
modified according to the theory.
repeated trial and error.
find the best answer
Contrary to Ainsha, who reaches the result right away, the boring and trivial way of going through the process one by one.
But Limon knew.
The fact that the silver dragon clan was able to become the only clan comparable to the golden dragon clan, the strongest of the seven dragons, was in the process of building up like that.
I admired Ainsha’s performance.
It was clear from the looks of the researchers who were completely frustrated by the results of Yekathrice.
Of course, there are times when the result is more important than the process.
But not the silver dragon clan.
Because they had the power to turn the process into a result at any time.
“How much time did you spend trying to prove just that one thing?”
“well?”
Knowing this fact, Ekatriche tilted her head slightly as she looked at Limon, who casually asked the question.
And after blinking your eyes
He replied by tilting his head in the opposite direction.
“It doesn’t matter if you answer me. Can I ask you one favor before that?”
“ask?”
“Yes. I insist that we can give a small reward to the younger sister who passed the test given by her older brother with a perfect score of 200.”
“…What kind of reward are you talking about?”
I would like to listen and think.
To Limon, who asked with her arms folded, Yekathrice said with a smile.
“Take me to a restaurant and feed me.”
“…”
growled.
Rather than going to the restaurant.
It seems like it’s hard to get up.
A girl who makes a thundering sound in her stomach, but smiles and asks for a favor while lying facedown on the desk.
Looking at Yekathrice, Limon thought to himself.
I don’t know if Ji Baekryonghyun-gun and Jaeeunryongseong-gun were real sisters, but it’s clear that they are Ainsha or Yekatrice or their older sister and their younger sister.
