"Why did you choose this time to faint? I'm speechless!"
"She hasn't produced much, and instead is constantly holding us back. Why don't we report this to the higher-ups and have her kicked off the team?"
Song Yue woke up in a daze and found a thin girl standing on her left, holding a small rechargeable fan in her hand, blowing air for her.
Seeing that she was awake, he breathed a sigh of relief: "She's awake!"
The complaints in my ears stopped instantly.
Song Yue sat up from the ground, rubbed his brows, and remembered the character information given by the system.
The original owner has the same name as her, and is an assistant at an agricultural research institute. She has just been employed for one year and has relatively little experience.
Her job today was to go out with the experimental group to collect samples. However, the weather was hot and she had not done enough to prevent heatstroke. In addition, the original owner saw a text message on her mobile phone before she fainted, so she couldn't catch her breath and passed out.
Recalling the content of the text message, Song Yue couldn't help but twitched the corners of his mouth.
[I have arrived in the Ethiopian Desert. Please do not disturb me for one month.]
At the end, he made a weird goodbye gesture.
It was obvious that the original owner's sister had a bad relationship with the original owner, and she even refused to call her "sister".
Song Yue silently put away her phone and apologized to Zhou Shuhan, the head of the experimental group, who came over after hearing the noise: "Sorry, I'm causing trouble for everyone."
Zhou Shuhan gave her an impatient look: "What's the point of apologizing? Haven't you caused me enough trouble this year? Hurry up and get out of the way."
It's almost like the words "I really annoy you" are written on his face.
A bespectacled guy in the group also tutted, "If you're not feeling well, then don't hang around, okay? Do you know how much time you've wasted on us? If you delay us any further, can you afford to pay for it?"
The original owner was in the wrong, so Song Yue couldn't say anything. Besides, he had just entered the dungeon and hadn't figured out a lot of things yet, so he tried to hide as much as possible. So, he said sincerely, "I'm really sorry for the inconvenience this has caused you all."
Zhou Shuhan curled his lips coldly, led his team forward, and ignored her.
Song Yue didn't take it seriously. She turned around and said to the young girl who was fanning her, "Thanks to my junior sister for fanning me. You've worked hard."
As he spoke, he took out several plant samples he had collected earlier and stuffed them into the other person's hand: "This sample is hard to find, you take it."
The girl was stunned, obviously not expecting her to be so generous in giving her the sample.
This time, everyone has a KPI on their head.
A specified number of different plants must be collected before they can return, otherwise it will be difficult for their group to obtain research funding.
Without financial support, it is difficult for research to produce results; if no results are produced, funds will continue to be deducted at the end of the year, eventually forming a vicious cycle.
The team led by Zhou Shuhan has not produced any results since last year and has had its payment deducted once. If they fail to pay this year, the entire team will most likely be disbanded and transferred.
This is the current situation of researchers in Singapore.
The lifeblood of a career is heavily influenced by research results. If you want status and money, you must work hard to achieve results, otherwise you will be at the bottom of the professional circle.
This group of people originally chose the agronomy major in the hope of becoming rich and famous overnight, so every time they went out to collect samples or cultivate in the laboratory, they were thinking of risking their careers.
If anyone fails in the middle of the process and causes trouble to the team, they would like to kick that person out.
However, no one expected that Song Yue, who was at the bottom of the class and couldn't even complete his own KPI, actually wanted to help others.
"You're crazy." A girl looked back at her and chuckled.
Song Yue pretended not to hear and insisted on giving it to the other party.
The girl stared at the sample with her eyes wide open, confirming that Song Yue was not joking, so she did not refuse and timidly took the thing.
"Thank you, Senior Sister Song," the girl said in a low voice with a red face.
Song Yue looked at the person in front of him and finally found the other person's name from the original owner's memory. Her name was She Wen, a newcomer who had just joined the Agricultural Research Institute a month ago and was still in the internship period.
So he smiled faintly: "You're welcome, it's my duty to take care of the newcomers."
She Wen's eyes widened: "Few people would think so."
Although they are newcomers, they have been both teammates and competitors with everyone since the day they joined the Agricultural College. Unless they encounter extremely difficult situations, such as when she fainted today, they would help. In most cases, everyone maintains a cold but polite social distance.
Seeing She Wen's reaction, Song Yue was stunned for a moment, and then she realized that Xingguo was a country completely different from her native country and the previous world.
The technology here is slightly more developed than that of the native country. Key areas such as energy, technology, medical care, and education are controlled by consortiums. The government is only an agency and has no core say.
Life here seems to be well-fed and well-clothed, but in fact agricultural resources are very scarce.
The entire country was forced to develop agriculture mainly through science and technology, and all skill points were allocated to agriculture, thus creating a large number of agricultural institutes and related researchers.
As long as they can research a new type of grain with low consumption and high yield, they can obtain huge wealth as a reward from the Star Country Consortium. With this huge sum of money, they can rest assured from now on.
Because of this, they have been competing with each other since they entered this industry.
Even within a team, individual members' research techniques will not be shared. Instead, they will only provide some non-core secrets for everyone to brainstorm.
As for the results, it all depends on personal ability.
Moreover, a B-level team like theirs is likely to be disbanded. Although the disbandment and diversion will reduce the personal evaluation value of researchers, as long as they seize the opportunity to produce results later, they can still make a comeback.
But if you share your core technology with others, it is tantamount to handing over your way to make money to others.
Therefore, few people in the team take the initiative to offer help.
Most people are unwilling to hand over even a small sample.
Song Yue feels that this model is somewhat similar to the singing and dancing industry in the entertainment industry in her native country.
Gather a group of trainees together, inject capital, form a group, sing, dance, hit the charts, operate on Weibo, work hard to grab traffic, and strive to become popular in the short term.
If the debut is the peak, the team, the individual and the financial backer will all profit; if the trial does not work, then replace the people in the team and start the business with another member; if it still does not work, then simply disband and form a new one.
The members of the team are both teammates and compete with each other for traffic.
After sorting out their thoughts from the original owner's memories, Song Yue and She Wen collected plant samples together.
Because of her initiative to give, She Wen's favorability towards her increased significantly. She kept chatting with her along the way, and Song Yue took the opportunity to ask a question: "Is the Ethiopian Desert far from here?"
She Wen was stunned. "The Ethiopian Desert? It's not that far away. It's just across the country of Sta."
Song Yue said "oh" and thought about it in his mind.
"Senior sister, are you planning to travel? If so, I don't recommend you go out recently." She Wen said sincerely.
Song Yue: "What's the matter?"
"Haven't you been watching the news? Star and Ethiopia have been experiencing unusually high temperatures lately. It's incredibly hot over there, I think it's been over 50 degrees Celsius these past couple of days. We Singaporeans have never seen such temperatures before. We'd definitely get heatstroke if we went there."
The original owner's sister even ran to the desert!
Song Yue just felt that her head was huge.
She has to buy a plane ticket quickly and get the person back!
After 2 hours, everyone's KPI was completed. Everyone was relieved of the burden and chatted as they walked back.
"Speechless, why is it so hot lately?"
"Singapore's highest summer temperature is only a little over 30 degrees Celsius every year. This year is indeed unusual."
"I don't know when the temperature will drop. I'm afraid I'll get heatstroke if I keep going out every few days."
"Yeah, there have been several reports of heat stroke cases near my home. It's really deadly."
As soon as he finished speaking, someone suddenly screamed.
"Brother Zhou, someone has fainted up ahead!"
Everyone immediately stepped forward and surrounded the unconscious person, chattering.
Song Yue also walked up.
"It should be someone from the farm next door who has suffered from heatstroke. Call an ambulance quickly." Zhou Shuhan frowned and was in a bad mood.
He met another person who suffered from heatstroke due to the hot weather, which meant that the research pressure on him was increasing.
If he still cannot cultivate suitable seeds, not only will the government funding at the end of the year, but even his personal financiers will have to withdraw their investment.
By then, his villa, his car, his outdoor swimming pool...
All have to be taken back.
Whenever he thought of this, he got a headache. Why did he take over such a novice team from last year to this year?
There are six people in total, and excluding him, there are five left.
There were two boys and three girls. The graduation results of the two boys were particularly poor, so he had no hope when the class was assigned to him.
The girls are doing okay. Meng Sheng is in the top 10% of the Agricultural College and has produced one achievement during her time at school. Although the new seeds she improved were of average value, the fact that she has achieved some results shows that she has some ability.
There is also She Wen, who just graduated, has no research results, and her academic background is average, but fortunately she is well-behaved and obedient, never complains, and often helps him with his work, so he can be considered to have her in his hands.
Instead, it’s the one called Song Yue!
I had clearly seen her resume before, and she had been the top student in academic performance for four years. But who would have known that after participating in the internship, she was nothing!
When I go out to collect samples, I am always the slowest one, and sometimes I collect some random things that have nothing to do with the project!
The same thing happened when I was doing cultivation in the laboratory. I repeatedly ignored his advice and acted on my own, resulting in no cultivation results for a whole year!
Think of the money and time invested in this team!
Zhou Shuhan felt the pain in his heart.
He planned that if Song Yue didn't make a name for himself this year, he would apply for a replacement!
He's occupying the toilet but not doing anything. What's the point of keeping this kind of trash?
As for Song Yue, she had already walked up to the unconscious old man.
"What are you doing?" Zhou Shuhan wanted to reach out and pull her, but failed.
Song Yue: "Save people."
"You're not a doctor, how can you save him?" Zhou Shuhan joked.
"I know a little bit of first aid." Song Yue didn't bother explaining to him. She squatted down, put down the bag on her shoulder, took out two bottles of mineral water, unscrewed them, and slowly poured them over the unconscious man's head. At the same time, she said calmly, "Everyone, disperse and keep the patient ventilated. Only one person will be left to fan him. Who will do it?"
The boy who had finished calling the emergency number stepped forward weakly: "...I'll do it."
"Okay, take off your shirt and use it as a fan for him."
"Ah...this..." The boy was handsome and looked like a good student. He was not used to taking off his clothes in public and was embarrassed for a long time.
Finally, She Wen couldn't bear it anymore and took off her coat: "Let me do it."
Then he grunted and fanned himself beside her.
"She's hugging those thighs, tsk..." The girl who had previously mocked her for being mentally ill smiled contemptuously at She Wen.
Song Yue raised her eyelids coldly: "If it were your parents lying on the ground now, would you still say such words?"
The girl's mouth froze for a moment, she said nothing and found an empty space to sit down.
After pouring two bottles of water, Song Yue asked She Wen for another one. This time, she wet a dry towel with water and repeatedly wiped the unconscious person's face, chest, arms and thighs.
The evaporation of water vapor absorbs heat, and by wiping it repeatedly, a cooling effect can be achieved.
Seeing that she wasn't very good at collecting food, but was very enthusiastic about saving people, Zhou Shuhan couldn't help but sneer, "I didn't expect that this top-ranked student at the Agricultural College every year wouldn't be good at her job, but she's good at first aid?"
Song Yue didn't even lift her eyelids: "It just so happens that I know."
"hehe."
What a perfect fit.
Zhou Shuhan rolled his eyes at her.
Now he was annoyed with her to death. Seeing her was like seeing the huge amount of money he had spent. So he sighed softly and, like Meng Sheng, chose a cool place to sit on the ground and wait for the ambulance to arrive.
Song Yue didn't react to this. She didn't expect Zhou Shuhan and Meng Sheng to help. People who fainted need air circulation. If they were gathered together, she would ask them to stay away.
So just let her and She Wen come.
She Wen was panting slightly from fanning herself. As she observed the unconscious man, she memorized Song Yue's movements and couldn't help but wonder, "So this is how you deal with heatstroke?"
She had never paid attention to this aspect before.
"This is not ordinary heatstroke, it's heatstroke," Song Yue explained.
"Huh? What is heat stroke?"
"A sudden illness that is much more serious than heatstroke, usually related to high temperature environment. The weather has been hot recently. If heatstroke prevention work is not done properly, there is a certain probability of getting this disease." Song Yue guessed that the people here did not know about this disease. After all, the highest temperature in Xingguo in summer is only 30 degrees.
At this temperature, it’s hard to even get heatstroke, let alone heatstroke.
Sure enough, She Wen blinked: "Is heat stroke serious?"
“People will die.”
She Wen:!!!
“So scary!”
"Well, so the sooner appropriate treatment measures are taken, the greater the patient's chance of survival."
As she spoke, she took out a bottle of Fengyoujing from her pocket (space) and shook it under the old man's nose.
She Wen exclaimed: "What is this?"
Song Yue lied with her eyes open: "It's a medicine to relieve summer heat, bought from abroad."
She had confirmed as soon as she woke up that the text here was not compatible with her native world, so it would not be exposed abroad.
The smell of Fengyoujing is both refreshing and intoxicating.
The smell spread with the wind, making the people sitting and resting nearby feel refreshed.
Zhou Shuhan glanced at the thing in her hand from a distance and wanted to ask what it was, but when he thought of how annoying she had been in the past year, he suddenly lost the desire to talk to her.
The old man lying on the ground finally woke up.
Song Yue hurriedly handed over a new bottle of mineral water and motioned for the other party to drink it.
The old man took a few sips of water, patted his chest, took a few breaths, and looked at Song Yue: "Did I faint from the heat just now?"
Song Yue nodded.
"Thank you so much, girl. If it weren't for you, I would have to die here."
"It's okay, old man. I'm glad you're safe. We've called the emergency center. You can go to the hospital for a checkup later. Let's take a good look."
"Forget it, everyone is awake. There's no need to waste time going to the hospital." The old man waved his hand and suddenly stared at Song Yue with a strange look in his eyes. "Miss, you look familiar to me. Can I ask your name?"
Song Yue was stunned for a moment and gave his name.
The old man's eyes lit up as if he had heard something surprising, and he said happily, "Song Yue! Are you Song Yue from the First Agricultural College?"
It was indeed the university in the original owner’s memory, Song Yue nodded.
"Great! I meet you here! Are you... a researcher at the Agricultural Institute now?" The old man said as he looked at her, She Wen, Zhou Shuhan and others.
Song Yue answered truthfully: "Yes."
"Are you interested in joining my team?" The old man smiled. "I've heard about your achievements in school."
Song Yue was a little stunned. She went over the old man in front of her again and again in her mind, but couldn't figure out who he was. She could only politely ask, "Excuse me, who are you...?"
The old man slapped his thigh and said in a hurry: "Look at me, I'm not so excited that I forgot to introduce myself. Here, this is my business card."
Song Yue took it suspiciously.
Looking closely, it was the former S-level team leader - Qiu Rongyao!
"Are you Mr. Qiu?!"
If there is a student in the Agricultural College who has never heard of Mr. Qiu, then we can only say that person can consider changing his major.
A master in this field! Even a poor student from the agricultural college knows this!
Mr. Qiu himself rarely appears in the public eye. The only photos of him that appear are those of his youth. He also likes to wear a mask when giving lectures in various colleges, so few people can recognize him.
Fortunately, this is the case. Song Yue secretly breathed a sigh of relief, otherwise she would have missed the most powerful character in this copy!
Her chosen task [Successfully cultivating a new type of high-temperature resistant grain] is not easy. If she can join Mr. Qiu's team and get his guidance, she thinks the difficulty of the task will be reduced!
So without thinking, I nodded immediately!
"I'm interested! But," she said, hesitantly, "I have a team now. I have to finish the business here first, and then..."
Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Elder Qiu with a smile: "Don't worry about this matter, I will find someone to handle it, as long as you agree to join."
Okay, that must work!
Song Yue's heart was beating wildly with excitement.
Compared to the previous copy where the game started with a flood and we had to move our positions everywhere, we are so lucky to meet the big guys in this copy!
What Song Yue didn't know was that while she was talking to Old Qiu, Zhou Shuhan kept snorting coldly.
What's the point of having a nerd who can only memorize answers for exams but is terrible at practical operations?
Old Qiu is also old, and his eyesight when looking at people is not as good as his.
But it is true, Zhou Shuhan thought, decades ago, Mr. Qiu did occupy a place in the field of agronomy. Although he disappeared later, his previous achievements were worthy of Song Yue, a fool, to cling to him and climb up.
"Aren't you angry that someone from your team was poached right in front of you?" A voice interrupted his thoughts.
Meng Sheng looked at him meaningfully.
Zhou Shuhan sneered: "I can't wait for someone to take over. If I had her on my team, my chest would ache."
"Then let me ask this another way. Aren't you worried that she might not be able to achieve any results with Elder Qiu's research?"
Zhou Shuhan burst into laughter. "Mr. Qiu was amazing, but that was in the past. His team had long since run out of people, and he'd been doing research all by himself. He was desperately short of people, so he wanted to find someone to do odd jobs for him. Coincidentally, Song Yue doesn't know anything, so being a handyman wouldn't be bad either."
After saying that, he narrowed his eyes and smiled with an unusual ease.
Qiu Rongyao is a thing of the past, and this is something everyone in Singapore knows.
His research results did benefit Singapore for a short time, but soon later generations overturned his theory and rebuilt a new system.
The new system marks a new era and greatly improves the agricultural resources of Star Country.
Qiu Rongyao lost his value and was abandoned by the consortium. His team lost its source of funding and was eventually unable to sustain its continued operations, so it announced its disbandment 30 years ago.
The three words "Qiu Rongyao" were completely buried in the long river of history.
"It's only because the government gave him an honorary title because of his past contributions. Otherwise, do you think his title would still be used today?" Zhou Shuhan disagreed.
Meng Sheng sneered.
"What are you laughing at?" Zhou Shuhan frowned.
Meng Sheng spread his hands: "It's nothing. Although you really don't have a conscience, I admire your behavior. So, how about we make a deal?"
Zhou Shuhan straightened up: "What deal?"
"You've seen my resume. The first generation of seeds I cultivated had a high yield, but it had a drawback—it required a lot of water for irrigation. Now that the second generation has been slightly improved, the yield is confirmed to have increased further, however."
Zhou Shuhan: "But?"
"It still requires a large amount of water." Meng Sheng shrugged, a glint in his eyes. "I know you specialize in water irrigation, so I want to make a deal with you. I'll provide the second-generation seeds, and you'll provide the water technology. We can work together on research and development, breaking the previous rule of not sharing core secrets."
At this moment, Zhou Shuhan's heart was moved.
But the next second, he retracted his eager eyes and asked, "What do you want?"
"You can't give me what I want, but you'll definitely get what you want if we work together. Just tell me, will you do it?"
Zhou Shuhan was very happy about getting rid of Song Yue.
Song Yue was also very happy to leave this team where you were scheming against me and I was scheming against you.
So the end result: win-win.
However, there was a small incident in the middle.
She Wen also wanted to leave the team and join Mr. Qiu.
She tried her best to persuade Qiu Rongyao but failed.
In the end, it was Song Yue who came forward to introduce her background and her contributions to the team over the past month. After much deliberation, Mr. Qiu agreed to her joining.
She Wen was so happy that she packed her luggage overnight after returning to the dormitory, wishing she could escape immediately.
"Sister Song, you don't know," she knocked on Song Yue's door after leaving the dormitory. "Actually, I've wanted to leave here for a long time, but my academic performance is so-so, and I don't have any outstanding achievements. When I submitted my resume during graduation season, no research team above level B wanted me, except Zhou Shuhan. Oh, it makes me sad just talking about this."
Song Yue heard it but didn't tell her the truth.
In fact, she had secretly seen the document in the office at that time. Zhou Shuhan did not choose her as his first choice. The college later forced the position on him in order to absorb the graduates. He had no choice but to take it over.
This truth was quite painful, but Song Yue didn't think it was necessary to say it out loud.
After all, according to the original owner's memory, She Wen's performance in the past month was not bad. She was very active in doing things and often helped her run around. When Zhou Shuhan and Meng Sheng gave her orders, she did not hesitate at all. She went to the fields as soon as she was told to, and laid the foundation for the greenhouse as soon as she was told to.
Seeing She Wen was like seeing the real Zhu Mengchun.
Both of them failed in their first academic qualifications and suffered in silence when they entered the workplace, but they did not let themselves go. Instead, they worked diligently and steadily, using actual achievements to make up for their shortcomings.
Such people have the potential to be cultivated.
She believed that She Wen would never let Mr. Qiu down.
The author has something to say:
Let me give you a heads up, there's a person in this dungeon who's connected to the previous dungeon~
By the way, every time I conceive a new copy, I have to think for a long time TT. I originally wrote the beginning, but the more I read it, the more I disliked it, so I deleted it and rewrote it! So today's update is a bit late~
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