Mo Yang had a new idea
"So what? I'm an alien! You'd believe me if I said I'm an alien. I invented Tony's suit."
The more this person talked, the more mysterious it became.
"I really did travel from the future, from 2045, to the present. I came here alone, but thankfully, I met you..."
As he was talking, Mo Yang slumped onto the table.
Fan Siwen's face turned a shade paler than before the meal.
Is this true?
He lives with a person from the future!
This is just too cool!
After helping Mo Yang back to bed, Fan Siwen was still unable to shake off the shock of their conversation.
Even though this person was drunk, 80% of what he said is unreliable.
But what if?
What if he's telling the truth?
He thought about the undercover mission his superior had assigned him.
He thought about the extra care his boss gave him during the meeting.
Think again about his ingenious theoretical reasoning!
My God, it couldn't be more real.
Fan Siwen could already picture herself standing shoulder to shoulder with this person, resisting the encirclement and suppression by the whole world!
One person, one helicopter fighter jet; the two of them fired their cannons and strafed everyone.
Thinking of this, Fan Siwen felt even more energetic while taking a shower.
Unaware of what was going on, Mo Yang was fast asleep in bed.
No one mentioned whether or not they could drink alcohol while taking the medication.
Mo Yang arrived at the lab in the morning feeling visibly dizzy. He couldn't remember how he got to bed last night, and the whole process wasn't very clear to him. But he didn't mention it, and neither did Fan Siwen. The two seemed to have made a tacit agreement.
Mo Yang received a message from his superiors early in the morning regarding his request for leave.
It is said that his former employer needed Mo Yang to attend an important meeting and give a presentation, and this presentation was something no one else could do.
It's unclear whether the reason for the leave request is true or false, but Mo Yang knows that, despite his young age, the boy is indeed a bit more ambitious than he is.
After yesterday's turmoil, Mo Yang and Fan Siwen spent most of today working on the follow-up practical work regarding the theft of surveillance data.
The algorithm for the virus software has been developed over a day and a night, but the degree of compatibility with specific monitoring devices still needs to be tested by the developers themselves.
Fan Siwen personally took charge, emphasizing the importance of self-reliance.
Mo Yang didn't bother with him or give him any extra tasks. Today, he was given the task of ensuring the data for their future work.
The saying goes, "Sharpen your knife well, and you'll have plenty of time to maneuver in the big, sweeping moves that follow."
Fan Siwen was quick-witted and learned things fast; in no time, he accurately connected the entire virus software.
I wonder if it was because of Mo Yang's influence.
Looking at the final result Fan Siwen presented, Mo Yang felt a slight sense of guilt after everything had gone smoothly.
Although he was considering the bigger picture in everything he did.
But he himself didn't know when he became someone who, in the eyes of others, lacked a sense of morality.
However, Mo Yang quickly calmed himself down.
When faced with the malicious intent of others to plunder your resources, protecting yourself and your resources is of paramount importance.
Thinking back on what had happened, Mo Yang became even more determined in his decision.
Mo Yang didn't know how to explain it to Mo Yang, but he thought that after he experienced more things, he would have a different perspective.
Because they spent the entire day dealing with monitoring issues, the research progress was greatly hampered. After applying to their superiors, permission was granted to activate the nighttime traffic monitoring points. This means the two of them will have to work overtime tonight.
Clearly, Fan Siwen was quite frustrated upon hearing this result.
The workload was meant for three people, but in the end, only two of them had to complete it, while he was the only one who actually did the actual work.
Fan Siwen felt wronged.
Fan Siwen has something to say.
Taking advantage of the opportunity to monitor the data without lifting a finger, they started muttering and complaining incessantly.
"When will the lab get back on track?!"
"It's already in orbit, isn't it? You've been at work for several days now."
Mo Yang replied, the dashboard in his hand swaying back and forth under Mo Yang's adjustments.
"I mean, on par with other labs. Look at any other lab, they only have two people working there."
"Didn't Mo Yang take leave? It's not like he's not coming at all."
"Who knows if he'll come or not," Fan Siwen muttered to himself.
"We need to leave room for someone to take over in case something comes up. We can't just let the two of us mess things up."
"You should be grateful. Other labs have to work night shifts, and we might not even get any rest towards the end. You have time to rest now, which is already much better than others. Be happy about it."
"But I haven't seen any rest since I arrived."
Mo Yang ignored his rambling and nonsensical remarks.
"How about we ask for another person?"
"Whom do you want to take?"
Mo Yang responded to him casually, not taking it to heart at all.
“Let’s transfer Chen Lili over here. The lab she’s in is dirty, tiring, and has a lot of work. None of those men know how to be gentle with women. If we transfer her over, she’ll be a good fit for our field, she’ll have experience, and we can relax a bit. Maybe she’ll have it easier than before.”
"How do you know all this? Did she tell you?"
"She didn't tell me, but I guess that's it. I always see her working overtime, and I don't see anyone else working in the lab."
"That's because you weren't looking at anyone else, you were only looking at her."
"You can't say that," Fan Siwen said, her tone clearly showing some shyness.
Mo Yang turned his head and saw the blush on Fan Siwen's face, and couldn't help but tease him.
"Suppose we transfer her here, what would we say about her working the night shift?"
“We can’t let her go alone, it’s too dangerous. I’ll go with her.”
"It's not dangerous for you to stay with her; I think it's more dangerous."
"What are you saying? How could we let a girl like her work the night shift?"
"You're in charge of this lab?"
"No, I mean I'll take her place."
"In the end, you'll still be the one to go. It's still you now, so what's the difference?"
"You really are a master at setting traps for people."
"Aren't you afraid I'll give your supervisor a bad review in your internship report if you confront him like that to his face?"
"Give it to me, I really can't live without your letter of introduction. I know a ton of professors, I just need one more."
"However, they cannot issue a letter of introduction for the faster-than-light experiment research of the time travel project, nor can they nominate your relevant papers for Zone 1."
"Wow, how did you know that! Do you guys need papers graded too?"
Mo Yang was about to say that it could be found online in a minute, but thankfully he held back.
"Who doesn't need paper grading?"
"Oh, right, he is a professor after all. Professor Song, please take me under your wing, please let me be your mentor, please nominate me."
Seeing Fan Siwen like this, Mo Yang couldn't help but laugh.
"What are the benefits?"
"Hmm, I'll be your errand boy for a month."
"I don't need to tell you, you have to do it anyway."
Fan Siwen was furious.
He pouted, trying to come up with something to say.
"Then I'll be a good Samaritan to the end and help you make the experimental results before I leave."
Upon hearing Fan Siwen's words, Mo Yang was suddenly startled.
It turns out that I was the only one trapped here.
Fan Siwen was just an ordinary intern.
The same goes for Mo Yang.
To be more precise, the same applies to Chen Lili.
They were all unsure when they would leave them.
Thinking of this, Mo Yang suddenly felt a great sense of fear.
The world he lived in was real, but it wasn't his world.
He has his own world, his own life, and his own friends.
A nameless sadness descended upon me.
For a moment, he suddenly wanted to return to his own world.
It's like this world right now, where everything has absolutely nothing to do with me.
He was just a visitor who came unexpectedly.
As for the extinction of humanity or a sudden alien attack, what does it have to do with him?
In any case, in his world, humanity is still alive and everyone is living quite well.
As for the rest, it's not his place to think about or solve them. Someone else will take care of that.
Thinking of this, Mo Yang suddenly wanted to put away his desire to befriend everyone.
If one day, he suddenly returns to his own world from this world.
So, will his departure have any impact on these people?
It has affected their original trajectory and their original lives.
"Professor Song, Professor Song..."
Mo Yang was pushed and shoved by the people next to him, gradually waking up from his dream.
He looked at the person in front of him, whose wide eyes were almost touching his face.
Mo Yang felt a little flustered.
He quickly lowered his head.
"Tell me, is it okay or not? Do you agree to let me latch onto this powerful figure?"
Mo Yang turned his head toward the instrument screen beside him, pretending to write something down.
"Ah...we'll see how you do."
"Tch, stingy."
Fan Siwen returned to her workstation, as if the conversation had never happened, and began recording the line graph that had just appeared.
Mo Yang looked at the screen in front of him, then suddenly turned to look at the monitoring equipment next to him.
The people behind him, he wondered, what they would think of his idea of returning to the future.
After staying up for three consecutive nights, Mo Yang was still in relatively good condition, but Fan Siwen simply couldn't keep going any longer.
I used to be indifferent to Mo Yang, but now I miss him terribly.
Pick up your phone and send a quick message.
"When are you coming back? My supervisor asked me to ask you. The lab's special project needs you."
Not long after, Fan Siwen received the wonderful news that "I only have one more thing to finish up before it's done."
Thinking about Mo Yang's attitude towards Song Yize before he left, Fan Siwen pondered how to get Song Yize to bring up the matter first.
Fan Siwen, who was working on the data, suddenly sighed with a serious expression.
Mo Yang was puzzled.
"What's wrong? Are you sick? Not feeling well?"
"no."
"What happened?"
"You can't escape from here."
Mo Yang walked over upon hearing the sound and glanced at Fan Siwen's screen.
"Oh, this is simple. Look at the formula here. You add this algorithm in, right here," he said, demonstrating the method. "After adding this, you can run the calculations using this method."
After saying that, it was as if everything had been resolved very easily.
Mo Yang's attitude made Fan Siwen even more depressed.
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