Ling Yue didn't stop them. She had no strength left now, but she could go over there. No matter how brave these people were, they couldn't touch the people from the Fifth Academy.

At least in the history books, the Five Academies were well protected by the higher authorities.

But the Chinese Academy of Sciences is in trouble.

Thinking of this, Ling Yue's eyes darkened and she quickly sat down.

Zhao Shi watched Qian Zilin leave, not noticing Ling Yue's abnormality, and asked, "Is Mr. Qian okay?"

He was indeed frightened by the scene of those people. Fear was one thing, but the main thing was humiliation.

All the people sitting in the audience were his students. He was not afraid of life or death, but he could not accept insults.

"It's okay. Uncle Qian's status is so important. If anything happens to us, nothing will happen to him."

Ling Yue smiled weakly, then lowered her head, not wanting anyone to see her expression. "Uncle Zhao, I'll have someone prepare a room for you. Go get some rest first, and we'll talk tomorrow. I'll go get some rest too."

Zhao Shi nodded immediately after hearing this: "Then go quickly, I will find someone to take me to the room."

They have been working together for several months, so how could they not know Ling Yue's work status? She would only say she wanted to take a break when she was really tired or had nothing to do. Now that she said this, she must have been working overtime and was exhausted.

Ling Yue nodded, stood up and walked out slowly.

'Number Seven, have you changed again?'

[Maker, you are actually always changing, but usually because the things are not far away, the harm to you is minimal.]

"No wonder I feel uncomfortable when Zhao Shi arrives."

[Well, your actions directly changed his original dead end, so naturally, the damage you suffered was the greatest.]

Ling Yue smiled weakly.

He returned to the room, locked the door, and said that no one could come to disturb him. Then he could no longer hold on and threw himself headfirst onto the bed.

Based on my last experience, I should feel much better after a good night's sleep.

Sure enough, Ling Yue woke up at noon the next day and no longer felt any discomfort. However, she knew that this was just superficial. Once she went to the hospital for a check-up, she would find out that her body's various values ​​were no longer up to standard.

Ling Yue washed her face. At this rate, she probably wouldn't have much time left.

"Number Seven, how much time do you think I have left?"

【maker......】

"You don't know either."

Ling Yue smiled bitterly, as if there was a life countdown hanging on her forehead, the value was invisible and intangible, and she didn't know when it would speed up or when it would return to zero.

"It's okay, Number Seven. I should be content to have lived this long and met so many interesting people."

[Maker, you still have me. No matter where you are, Number Seven will follow you.]

Ling Yue let out a long breath, calmed herself down, and then jokingly said, "Don't you dislike the name Number Seven?"

system:......

It comforted in vain.

"Academician Ling, are you up?" Zhang Jia knocked on the door and asked in a low voice.

"Wait." Ling Yue responded, turned off the computer, then opened the door and let Zhang Jia in.

Zhang Jia held the lunch box in his hand and stared at Ling Yue's face intently.

Ling Yue asked, "What's wrong?"

"Oh," Zhang Jia reacted and said hurriedly, "Academician Ling, it's time to eat."

This morning I heard from Zhao Shi, who had just arrived, that Ling Yue didn't look well last night.

Moreover, she came back late last night and Ling Yue kept her head down. Since she was not tall to begin with, she could not see Ling Yue's expression at all.

I just thought today to check if he was sick when picking up or dropping off food.

As a result, the face was white and rosy, and looked healthier than hers.

Ling Yue raised her eyebrows. Zhang Jia must have heard the rumors about Zhao Shi.

He smiled calmly and said, "Thank you."

Ling Yue smiled, ignoring Zhang Jia's expression, and picked up her lunch box while eating and asked, "By the way, is Uncle Qian back?"

"not yet."

Ling Yue nodded, and Qian Zilin hurried over without even taking the report. He would probably go again after the meeting.

"What about Mr. Zhao? Which dormitory is he assigned to?"

"Oh, because Mr. Zhao is your assistant, he was assigned to an empty room on this floor, right next to Wang Zhijun and the other one."

This was Zhao Shi's own request, saying that he was an assistant now and it was his duty to be available at any time.

If you live too far away, it will be detrimental to your work.

Ling Yue didn't have any opinion on this. In order to be concealed, a building should not exceed three floors, and it could be hidden by the tall branches in the woods.

The building where she lived had secret guards on both the upper and lower floors, and there was no one else on the middle floor. Except for Zhang Jia, Wang Zhijun, Tang Nancheng and her, there was no one else.

Now that Zhao has been added, there are still many empty rooms.

"Well, when Uncle Qian comes back, ask him to come find me."

Ling Yue gave an order, finished her meal, picked up the file bag on the table, and walked out.

If the test is to be conducted tomorrow, then it will be conducted tomorrow. Once the time is set, it cannot be changed at will unless there are force majeure obstacles.

The pilots lived in the soldiers' dormitory on the other side. When Ling Yue arrived, the two pilots had just finished their meal and were walking towards the dormitory.

"Academician Ling?"

When Ling Yue heard her name, she turned around and looked over: "Huh? Xu Qingyu, Li Gongcheng, I was just about to go look for you."

"Have a good rest this morning. We need to have a meeting to train on the operation of fighter jets."

The two were originally laughing, but upon hearing this, they immediately stood at attention with serious expressions: "Yes!"

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