This issue is indeed much more serious than any automatic production.
Si Lan is a model worker, her brain, physical strength and hands-on ability are all top-notch.
She usually does several times more than others, so of course her experience points are increasing rapidly, but what about other people?
Even with her, Pei Wen and others leading the way, ordinary players still have limited abilities, and it is too difficult to break through the 5,000 mark.
Even Fan Wenqing, who was already quite capable, was still over a thousand feet behind Si Lan. At her usual speed, it would take her more than half a month to catch up.
Unless she also makes a big machine.
But big machines cannot be made just by saying so. The skills and strength involved are gaps that she cannot catch up with in a short time.
Fan Wenqing suddenly regretted being a lazy person every day.
I never thought that the gap in life does not need to be reflected in the workplace. A game alone can make her question her life!
Everyone shared their difficulties and doubts.
Si Lan thought silently.
I have to say that everyone’s problems are indeed very tricky.
This gap accumulated over time meant that no matter how many ideas she had, she couldn't come up with a scheme that would accomplish everything.
She was also in a dilemma, feeling anxious that she couldn't get the bargain even though it was right in front of her.
Just then, Pei Wen came out with a huge calculation notebook and asked them what they were doing.
He knew about the new skill, but he was at the final stage of the calculation at that time and did not respond. Now he has come out with the results.
When he heard everyone's difficult questions, he smiled as if to say, "What a coincidence!" and waved his notebook towards Si Lan: "Guess what I found?"
Si Lan was just thinking that it was time to hand the data to Pei Wen to see what he thought about the formula.
When she saw his notebook, she flipped through it casually and saw all the data she had recorded before, all recorded in his notebook.
"What is this?" She was surprised, took his notebook and carefully flipped through it page by page.
Pei Wen didn't let her waste her eyes and turned to the last page for her: "Don't read the front, just read the conclusion. Is it what you want?"
Si Lan followed the direction of his finger and looked: densely packed calculation formulas were written on the paper, which looked messy, but she could still see the rigorous logic in it.
She was surprised: "When did you write this? How did you think of this? No... Why do you have the data I recorded?"
Pei Wen glanced at Fan Wenqing, and after seeing her frightened eyes, he chose not to expose her.
"I overheard you had this idea, so I did it for you in advance."
"Isn't your data just written down in an ordinary notebook? I can memorize it just by looking at it. Doesn't that count as stealing?"
Si Lan raised her eyes and looked at him: "Did you hear it?"
"yes."
"Then why don't you tell me and do the calculations quietly? Oh, so this is why you haven't been around lately? Why don't you take a good rest instead of doing these calculations in the room? Aren't you afraid that if you're not careful, you'll—and—you—"
She got anxious and raised her hand to hit him.
Pei Wen was startled and quickly grabbed her wrist, also surprised: "Wait a minute, calm down, why are you suddenly so excited today?"
"I usually do this kind of thing, and it's always fine, right? It's okay this time too, don't be angry, don't get yourself sick."
Si Lan was still angry and turned her wrist to try to break free.
Pei Wen finally realized that she was really angry, and he was dumbfounded. He was in a stalemate for a long time and didn't know what to do.
Everyone watched in shock.
It's rare in history.
Sister Lan is angry.
And he wasn't angry about something that would normally make him angry, but about this kind of... this kind of thing that he didn't even know what it was.
In the end, Fang Xun and Fan Wenqing, who knew what was going on, stepped forward in time to rescue the two.
Fan Wenqing pulled Si Lan over and said, "Oh, oh, okay, I admit it. I am actually responsible for this matter. It was me who secretly told the professor to help, Sister Lan!"
Fang Xun winked at Pei Wen, pretending to check his character's status, and quickly went to persuade Si Lan: "Don't be angry, the professor is in good condition, there's nothing wrong with him. How about we hear what he found out first?"
Si Lan gritted her teeth and stared at this disobedient man.
She didn't even think twice about Fang Xun's words: "Isn't it just the first set of formulas? No need to read it. You promised to be obedient and not do anything rash. Did you take your promise as a fart?"
Pei Wen was very tactful and didn't say anything back. Instead, he said politely, "I was wrong."
"You're wrong, will you dare to do it next time?!"
"I don't dare anymore."
Si Lan was so angry with him that she would crush a cow in front of her.
Seeing that she couldn't stop her, Fan Wenqing quickly called Tao Zhenzhen and a group of other children to use the children's magic.
"Sister, sister, don't be angry. Don't be angry. Tell us what to do next!"
A group of children who couldn't even withstand her kick ran over and hugged her thighs. Although Si Lan was not particularly patient with children, she would not hit them. After these children stopped her, she had no choice but to calm down.
The two people looked at each other from a distance, separated by a large group of people trying to stop the fight, and they were only trying to stop Si Lan.
Pei Wen really didn't expect her to be so anxious and angry. For a moment, he didn't know whether to be afraid or happy. He stood cautiously opposite her without saying a word.
Si Lan didn't want to hit him anymore. Fan Wenqing and others tried to persuade her for a while before she completely calmed down her anger.
At this time, Fang Xun asked her again what the formula meant. She glared at Pei Wen and said unhappily, "He deduced it. Let him explain it himself."
Fang Xun's eyes turned, and he carefully took the notebook from her hand and handed it to Pei Wen: "Then I really let the professor say it?"
Pei Wen took the notebook without even looking at it, and looked at Si Lan: "So what did I say?"
Si Lan: "What else? Do you really think I'm the only one who needs to explain?"
Pei Wen finally felt relieved. He didn't even need to look at the book and waved to the group of people: "Come, sit down, sit down and talk."
Everyone formed a large circle, turned on enough lights to provide ample visibility, and listened quietly to his explanation.
Pei Wen opened the notebook to a certain page and handed it to Fang Xun, asking him to pass it around.
"In short, I've figured out a formula for calculating experience points."
"This is just a preliminary formula, and it definitely needs some fine-tuning. But it doesn't matter. I asked the Infrastructure Group for their observation data and found that they were also doing relevant statistics. So I did a lot of calculations with them, and at least we can pinpoint the projects that earn the most experience points to individuals. Later on, we—"
Si Lan: "You also asked the Infrastructure Team for data? How much data have you processed in the past few days?"
Pei Wen quickly argued, "We did calculate it together with the Infrastructure Team. They were running the data, and we were just providing some theories."
Si Lan: "I don't believe you."
Pei Wen tactfully ignored the question and quickly changed the subject: "Anyway, until the specific formula is successfully derived, this rough estimate can be used first. The error shouldn't be too large, and we can just adjust the results as we go along."
Everyone checked out his recorded "high-experience items" and couldn't help but exclaim, "Is this how a true high-level player plays? Holy crap, they even have a data sheet."
Pei Wen let them flip through the notebook without saying anything. He was a little afraid that if he spoke too much, he would make more mistakes and make Si Lan angry again.
Finally, the notebook was passed to Si Lan. She still glanced at Pei Wen with anger, and then flipped through his notebook from beginning to end.
Pei Wen originally thought she was going to settle accounts with him, but unexpectedly Si Lan flipped through the book and pointed at one of the formulas: "There's a problem here."
Pei Wen looked over in surprise: "Where? You're amazing! You figured it out right away? Are you smarter than me now?"
Si Lan glared at him again, telling him to shut up, and pointed to the spot beside her: "If you don't come over, what should I say? Shout from a distance?"
Pei Wen didn't expect this either. He immediately stood up and asked Fan Wenqing, who was next to Si Lan, to move a little and sit next to her.
Unexpectedly, before he could bend his legs, Si Lan stood up before him.
Grabbing him by the collar, he walked towards his room.
"You're so easy to fool. The problem is not important, let's settle the account first."
Pei Wen: ???
Everyone was also dumbfounded: Sister Lan’s personal affairs took priority this time?
No more business?!
Seeing the professor being dragged away by her like a chick, they didn't know whether to stop her or not: it seemed that if they stopped her, they would be in trouble!
Fortunately, Si Lan hadn't completely forgotten the important task. She threw the notebook to Fan Wenqing and said, "Print the list into a booklet and try it out in the factory for a week. After you have corrected any problems, you can send it out in batches."
Fan Wenqing took the notebook in a daze. Seeing Si Lan's attitude, she couldn't help but remind her from behind: "Sister Lan, you can hit me, but be careful with your strength. Don't beat the professor to death!"
Si Lan: “…”
Finally, she dragged Pei Wen into the house, locked the door, and stood behind it, staring at him silently.
In this situation, silence is more terrifying than cursing or beating someone. Pei Wen's legs felt weak, and at just over 5 feet tall, he leaned against the wall behind him, looking pathetic. "What are you doing? I just can't stand seeing you hammering away all by yourself, so I'm just trying to lend a hand."
Si Lan: "Have you slept yet?"
"Ah? Oh, sleep, sleep, who can endure without sleep?"
Si Lan: "How many hours a day?"
"Um, that's about... six hours for sure! I promise!"
Si Lan: "The doctor said you need to get at least eight hours of sleep for at least the next month."
"They told you to avoid overwork, prolonged mental activity, staying up late, and anything that would exhaust your body. And you said you only sleep six hours?!"
Pei Wen: "...then I usually..."
"Normally it's just normal! Did you know that you're still lying in the ICU?!"
Pei Wen fell silent. Of course he knew, but... he just didn't think it was a big deal...
Si Lan felt a tightness in her chest and couldn't breathe.
When Pei Wen got into trouble before, she endured it for a few days and waited until he finally recovered, and then she calmed down.
But during this period of time, she seemed to find that she couldn't let it go.
She didn't know why she couldn't let it go. She had clearly experienced the life and death of countless people in other worlds, and she should have been numb and accustomed to it, but she couldn't do that with Pei Wen.
She just couldn't bear to see a guy who grew up with her and knew her very well lying in bed, his life or death uncertain, and she was powerless to do anything.
She couldn't bear it.
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