I have to say, seeing such "simple" school bullying in this place still gives people a strange feeling.

It's as if here and the outside world are two completely different worlds.

But this is normal.

After all, young people are more energetic. They are still in the stage of understanding the world and have not yet been completely disappointed by the world's decadence.

Given the personalities of Gu Yan and Reed, they naturally wouldn't have any emotions because of the conflict between the children.

However, Gu Yan suddenly walked out.

And reveal your figure.

"Don't feel bad." He walked up to the girl and picked up the football from the ground. "There is no need to be ashamed of your desire for knowledge at any time."

The girl didn't seem to expect that someone would stand up and speak for her.

She stared blankly at the handsome, dignified elder brother in front of her, who seemed to be able to bring some kind of peace of mind to people.

I actually blushed a little.

But a trace of inferiority flashed in his eyes, and he lowered his head in a hurry. Finally, he ran away with his book in his arms, head down, as if he was escaping.

I seemed to hear someone else's chuckle faintly behind me.

"It seems your charm is not just boasting."

Reed could naturally see that, judging from the girl's performance, Gu Yan had left a deep impression on her in this brief encounter.

Running away is nothing but long-term inferiority complex.

Gu Yan looked at the girl's back as she fled in a hurry, then looked at the boys whose laughter gradually stopped and who were looking at them with some fear.

Just throw the football in your hand casually.

"Let's go."

"Where are you going?"

Reid had just asked the question when he seemed to have realized what was happening and also looked at the girl's back.

Let artificial intelligence check the other party’s identity immediately.

Dale Andre.

Daughter of Professor of Aerospace Dynamics Andrea Steinbeck.

And Steinbeck was once the project director of the space immigration project.

Although he does not hold any position now, he is a representative of the Hope Faction and has been researching aerospace propulsion technology for a long time.

"It's indeed a good entry point." Reed glanced at Gu Yan.

Just by seeing a nerdy girl, he could realize that she might have a special background. This sensitivity was something he did not have.

At this moment, Dale, holding her book, ran towards home, panting.

I feel my heart beating like a deer.

I even felt a little regretful and wondered why I ran away.

"Dayl, you're back?" A slightly old voice came.

"Dad." Dale was surprised, "Why did you come out?"

In front of her was a white-haired old man who looked very thin.

His face was abnormally pale.

It was Steinbeck.

But if anyone of his acquaintances saw him, they would definitely not recognize this once famous scientific researcher.

"It's okay, I just want to buy some paper." Steinbeck raised the bag in his hand.

"You bought so many." Dale walked over and took the bag. It was full of white paper. She was a little anxious, "What about your medicine, Dad?"

In today's era, the demand for paper has already decreased to a certain extent.

Therefore, it is scarce and expensive.

"It's okay." Steinbeck laughed, "Those medicines are not for curing diseases. It doesn't matter whether you take them or not."

"How can you say it's okay?" Dale became even more anxious. "Dad, you won't be able to sleep at night if you don't take painkillers. If you don't get enough rest, the condition will only get worse. You..."

"Alright, alright." Stanbeck reached out and grabbed Dale's arm, looking behind her warily. "You two, who is it?"

Dale was surprised.

Turn around and look behind you.

Two tall men with straight backs, wearing black windbreakers and with extraordinary temperament, stood behind her.

Isn’t one of them the man I just met?

"Steinbeck?" Reed looked at the old man in front of him and said with some regret, "One of the top scientists in the world has reached the point where he can't even afford medicine. Does human civilization really have a future?"

“.”

Steinbeck was visibly hurt.

He clenched his fists slightly.

"It's just some knowledge. There's no demand for it at the moment. It doesn't mean anything."

"For now? You are indeed a representative of the hope faction." Reed's gaze shifted to Dale. "So, this is why you gave birth to a daughter and trained her to study aerospace dynamics? You hope that she can inherit your knowledge until the day when it is still useful."

Dale suddenly opened her eyes wide and looked at her father in surprise.

She was indeed interested in aerospace dynamics, which had been deemed "useless", since she was a child.

I just never thought that this was due to my father's deliberate training.

But at this time I heard this.

Is this the reason why I was born?

Steinbeck placed his skinny hand on his daughter's arm, as if to comfort her, but his eyes were fixed on the two men in front of him.

"Who are you?"

He really couldn't imagine that someone would come to see him.

Just as he said.

His knowledge and abilities were deemed “useless subjects” more than a decade ago.

The rest were transferred to other jobs.

He, once a world-renowned scientist, has now become a worthless old man. He can only save money from medical expenses to buy paper.

Who would come up to me when I'm like this? "Before I introduce myself, we have something we want you to see." Reed had a tablet in his hand and handed it over.

Just a look.

The bag in Steinbeck's hand fell to the ground with a plop.

His eyes widened wide, his face full of disbelief, and his dry hands trembled violently with excitement.

The more you look at it, the more incredible it becomes!

Dale also looked over curiously.

Then he showed the same surprised expression.

There were complicated data and calculation formulas on it, some of which she couldn't understand, but she understood the drawings.

This is a power blueprint of a spacecraft! But how is this possible?

More than a decade ago, the highest government announced that space migration was difficult to achieve and completely abandoned the research project on aerospace dynamics. At that time, her father had not even completed one-tenth of the research.

Without huge project investment, it is impossible to complete the design of power drawings!

"I, I need verification, verification." Steinbeck was trembling, even a little incoherent. He stared at the contents on the tablet and subconsciously looked for paper and pen.

(End of this chapter)