Su Xuan had been working alongside Ming Zhao, and he didn't know if Ming Zhao's current composure was an act.

He didn't dare ask.

Mingzhao was busy with his work, oblivious to everything else. Following Howard and Minglang's suggestions, Mingzhao had improved the communicator's blueprints.

The latest version of the communicator is currently being installed.

Su Xuan learned a lot from following Mingzhe around.

Although he asked Mingzhao why this place was changed like this?

Mingzhao ignored him.

However, for a smart person with an IQ, proactive self-learning is a more advantageous option.

Su Xuan could understand the circuit diagrams of those machines after studying them, but he couldn't understand Ming Zhao's compiled content.

It seems that Mingzhao did not use one of the currently known compiled languages.

However, when he asked Mingzhao, she only said that she had written it herself.

Su Xian could only console herself that there are many geniuses in this world.

Don't think you're the most talented just because you've already reached a level that ordinary people can't achieve.

In fact, there are countless people who are called geniuses, but they only have the threshold to meet a true genius.

Fortunately, Mingzhao is now in China, contributing to China's scientific research.

They are now striving for the same goal, and Su Xuan feels fortunate and happy to have met Ming Zhao and work with her.

As it was approaching lunchtime, Su Xuan invited Mingzhao to have dinner together.

Mingzhao stared at the communicator in his hand, indicating that he would wait a while.

Su Xuan stood to the side helplessly and sighed.

This colleague is very hardworking and conscientious, but constantly missing mealtimes is not good for his health and digestive system.

"How about I bring your food back?"

Mingzhao still coldly refused: "No need, you go eat first. I'm not very hungry, I'll take care of it myself later."

This time, Su Xuan did not refute Ming Zhao again.

But when he returned after leaving, he was still carrying an aluminum lunchbox.

The lunchbox was placed next to Mingzhao's table with a loud thud.

This caught Mingzhao's attention.

"What's this?"

“I’ve been thinking about it, and I don’t think it’s good for you to be hungry. If you wait until you’re done here before going to the cafeteria, there might not be any food left, or the food might be cold. Out of humanitarian considerations, I’ve decided to get you some food.”

Su Xuan talked about humanitarianism, but only he knew what he was really thinking.

Mingzhao knew he was doing this for her own good, so she didn't refuse again, but simply said "thank you".

Liu Mei, who was standing next to Mingzhe, nodded her thanks to Su Xuan.

Because Su Xuan not only brought back food for Ming Zhao, but also included a portion for her.

Su Xuan nodded to Liu Mei to acknowledge her gratitude.

Mingzhao put down the communicator in his hand, then picked up the lunchbox and opened it to take a look.

Inside were shredded potatoes, eggplant, and two pieces of meat, with a generous amount of white rice underneath.

It looks nutritious and delicious.

Mingzhao is not a person with high requirements for food.

When he was in the league, he basically relied on supplements to get through the season.

One vial of nutritional supplement can keep you from starving for three days. And it ensures that your body gets all the nutrients it needs.

Mingzhao suddenly had a thought.

Su Xuan stood where Ming Chao had just stood, his eyes fixed on the communicator Ming Chao was assembling.

Although I was curious, I did not use the manual communicator without permission.

He said, "What have you been doing? Do you need me to help you with it now?"

Mingzhao stopped eating and looked at Su Xuan.

My mind was racing with calculations.

After spending this time together, Mingzhao has discovered that Su Xuan is actually a very intelligent and sensible person.

No research findings should be altered without permission.

One person cannot shoulder great responsibilities; Mingzhao finally understood.

In this era without robots and all-powerful butlers, researchers work in project teams.

Mingzhao's idea was that she could complete the project alone, making the whole project impractical.

No matter how capable she is, she can't stop herself from having too many things to do.

"If you understand what I'm about to do, then you can continue."

Mingzhao actually agreed?

This was something Su Xuan hadn't expected.

He stood up in surprise, somewhat incoherently: "You...you really want me to continue your research?"

Mingzhao tilted her head, not understanding why he had to ask a question in return.

"Isn't this what you asked for?"

"Now I'm giving you your chance. Right next to the table is my newly drawn communicator blueprint. If you can understand it, then you can continue."

Su Xuan was so happy that he wanted to hug Ming Zhao and spin her around.

"Okay, okay, I'll see, I'll see, I'll see."

Liu Mei ate her meal on the side, silently observing Mingzhao and Su Xuan's interaction.

Su Xuan wasn't that fast at looking at the blueprints.

The main reason was that Mingzhao's blueprints and some of the calculation formulas surprised Su Xuan.

He felt as if he had returned to his school days, eager to learn all this new knowledge, integrate it, and firmly memorize it.

Mingzhao ignored him and continued soldering the other components.

The autumn and winter winds have already begun to blow the leaves to the ground, and the weather is gradually turning colder.

However, Howard's heart was even colder than the weather.

He's at the post office now. His family said they sent him and Mingzhao some packages that he needs to pick up.

He also received a letter that told him to remember to call home when he received the package.

Howard didn't go back to the military district first, but instead called home from the post office.

Qin Mingxian, Huo Hua's mother, received the phone call.

She said to him with surprise, "Son, the New Year is coming soon. Didn't you say you were getting married? It's been so long, but you haven't sent us a photo yet."

"I haven't even seen what your wife looks like yet."

Howard remained silent on the other end.

Was he going to tell his mother that his wife was being monitored because she was suspected of espionage?

Qin Mingxian didn't think much of it when she heard Huo Hua remain silent.

After all, his son had always been a man of few words since joining the army. He would say as few words as possible.

Instead, she kept talking to Howard about what she had sent this time.

She bought Mingzhao two outfits, a sweater she knitted herself, and some local specialties and pastries from her hometown.

He said he didn't know if Mingzhao liked it or not.

Howard couldn't listen to it any longer and had to interrupt his mother.

"Mom, this year... Mingzhao and I won't be going back."