But upon hearing the words 'Mingguang Laboratory,' he suddenly stopped and began to carefully examine Su Feng, who was standing there.
"You're a freshman? And you've been assigned to the Mingguang Laboratory?"
Su Feng nodded, but the senior looked even more puzzled. "That's strange. Mingguang Lab hasn't hired anyone for several years."
"How could anyone possibly come this year?"
"And, she's actually a freshman?"
However, the senior student didn't ask too many questions. He just looked at Su Feng and said, "Mingguang Laboratory is the first laboratory in the School of Arts."
"It's not that they're particularly strong, but rather that they produce a lot of things, and... none of them are particularly difficult!"
"Of course, it's still the richest laboratory in the Faculty of Arts. Mingguang provides 60% of the entire Faculty of Arts' budget."
"You must have been incredibly lucky to get into Mingguang Laboratory!"
That senior student wasn't very emotionally intelligent, but he didn't mean any harm when he said those words.
His eyes held mostly envy.
Once you get into Mingguang Lab, you won't have to worry about funding for your research during your four years of university!
Although it is difficult to get involved in real research during four years of university.
Who among those doing research in the Faculty of Arts didn't spend years washing bottles in the lab before actually getting hands-on experience?
Four years, and you haven't even reached the Spiritual Understanding Realm in terms of mental strength? What can you possibly understand?
Just like those brutes from the martial arts academy!
As the two walked, the senior student introduced the place to Su Feng and told him interesting stories about Mingguang Laboratory.
Before long, the two walked back to a glass screen.
Su Feng vaguely remembered this place!
Isn't this the place where the experiment failed due to mental interference?
Is this the Mingguang Laboratory?
"Senior...did we go to the wrong place?"
"This is the laboratory?"
"This doesn't seem to be soundproof or private at all. Won't it interfere with our experiments?" Su Feng asked tentatively.
At that moment, I desperately hoped that the senior would say that I had gone to the wrong place!
Su Feng was worried that he might end up like that crazy young man!
This is completely different from the college of arts that Su Feng had imagined!
Shouldn't it be an old man leading a group of students to explain ancient literature and cultivate their mental strength?
How could it have turned out like this!
The senior looked at Su Feng as if he were an idiot, "I've already said that the College of Arts and Sciences has high expenses. Do you think our lab is just a few pieces of thin glass?"
Su Feng looked at the senior and immediately thought, "Isn't that right... I've never been to university."
How would I know what a lab is like...
"The real laboratory is underground!"
"This is just the entrance to the laboratory!"
"How could we possibly expose what is truly worth studying!"
After saying that, the senior left without lingering.
Su Feng is so stupid!
At least that's how he sees it!
He doesn't look like a noble spiritual master from the Academy of Arts at all!
They've picked up too much of that brute aura from the Martial Academy!
Su Feng watched his senior leave, then glanced at the pessimistic young man inside the glass window, gritted his teeth, and knocked on the door.
"Senior!"
"My name is Su Feng, and I am a freshman assigned to Mingguang Laboratory by the academy."
Su Feng stood at the door, while the pessimistic young man lay inside. Hearing the noise at the door, he completely ignored it.
"roll!"
"Mingguang Lab does not accept new employees!"
"If the dean asks you to come here again next time, I'll call the dean over for a meeting!"
The pessimistic young man's voice came from inside, and Su Feng immediately felt relieved.
Not the best!
I don't want to stay in this oppressive environment!
If I had to stay here for four years, I'd go crazy!
After Su Feng replied with a "Okay," he made to leave, but the pessimistic young man's voice came again, "Wait!"
"Su Feng? Is that the Su Feng that Teacher Zhong introduced?"
Su Feng had a bad feeling, but he still nodded and said, "Yes, senior, Teacher Zhong introduced me."
"He said... he wants me to stay here and properly cultivate my mental power!"
Does Su Feng's mental strength still need cultivation?
Even Zhong Ziqi is not as good as me!
Su Feng simply wanted to find something to do.
In the meantime, I can gradually reveal my cultivation level, which makes sense!
However, Su Feng never expected that he would be doing his job in such a place!
If Su Feng had known, he would have politely declined Zhong Ziqi's request, and he wouldn't have even revealed his spiritual power talent in the first place!
Show Zhong Ziqi a dried-up lake, and make him feel like he's beyond saving!
"Oh, I've heard my teacher mention you."
"He said you're half a useless person, but very talented in mental abilities, and can help me with some research on mental abilities."
"However, he said he can't treat you like expendable material, otherwise he'll beat me to death!"
"I want to ask... what level is your mental strength at?" As he spoke, the pessimistic young man looked at the machine on the table with an even more pessimistic gaze.
He said angrily, "I wonder which damned bastard it was!"
"Randomly releasing mental fluctuations in the corridor!"
"My mental strength testing device was originally capable of accurately detecting an individual's mental strength value!"
"It can even provide training plans based on your mental strength!"
"However... the creation of this treasure will be delayed by another six months!"
Su Feng nodded sheepishly and echoed, "He really is a damn bastard!"
"What a pity to waste such a priceless treasure!"
After the pessimistic young man finished speaking, he began to rearrange his instruments.
Then he said to Su Feng, "However, you can use this treasure as a practice project!"
"After all, from now on, you're part of this lab too!"
Looking at the pessimistic boy's overly familiar manner, Su Feng asked in confusion, "Isn't it only after four years of university that you can stay at the university to conduct research on the project?"
"Is this... the first day of school, appropriate?"
“That’s the target of their bunch of complete trash.” The pessimistic young man shook his head, then said, “You’re half trash, so you’re different.”
"From today onwards, we can start our research without any problems!"
"The goal is to enable it to accurately distinguish mental strength values and provide feasible training programs, with stability and accuracy exceeding 95%."
After saying that, the pessimistic boy walked into a tunnel.
Seeing his decisive manner, Su Feng quickly called out to him, "Wait, Senior Brother!"
"I can't!"
"That's precisely why you need to study it if you don't know it." The pessimistic young man looked at Su Feng as if he were an idiot. "If you already know it, what's the point of studying it?"
"Why not just make it directly?"
Su Feng: "But isn't this a priceless treasure?"
The pessimistic young man said, "What is a treasure to other labs is just a tool to distinguish between half-baked and completely useless materials here."
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