The reason they only achieved an A- this time was because their results weren’t truly innovative, just optimized.

But the outcome for the 10th group was innovation!

It’s both innovative and optimized!

Zevaney Kingsley’s face darkened; she never expected Nathalie Quinlan to be so influential that even in the death group, she could lead those people.

Is her talent really this terrifying?

Zevaney suddenly felt surrounded by a sense of crisis, her gaze flickered, her face became pale and ugly, looking very unwell.

The dozen or so tutors gathered in a line finally negotiated a result.

This time Jake Rabenstein came forward, looked sternly at Williansen Barness, and asked him: "Can you explain your algorithm to us in more detail?"

Williansen replied calmly: "Of course."

Everyone held their breath, waiting for him to explain this algorithm.

Williansen suddenly raised his head, looked towards the girl in the last row of the tiered classroom, pursed his lips, retracted his gaze, and suddenly turned to the line of tutors, speaking coldly: "Can I let a group member explain it?"

Jake Rabenstein paused, seemingly this request is not excessive, so he nodded: "Sure."

Without thinking, Williansen pointed out a name: "Nathalie Quinlan, you came up with this algorithm, explain it to them!"

Swish—

Almost all eyes in the room shifted to the girl playing with her phone in the last row.

"Hey, did you hear what Williansen said, this is her brainchild?"

"Wow, are rookies today really this awesome?"

"Compared to Zevaney Kingsley, she seems even more impressively boisterous."

Some were gossiping softly. 𝘧𝘳𝘦ℯ𝓌𝘦𝒷𝘯𝑜𝑣𝘦𝓁.𝒸𝘰𝓂

Others were waiting for the explanation.

Zevaney Kingsley’s face grew increasingly transparent, her heart thumping hard, fingers clenching as she also awaited a thread of insight.

How did Nathalie Quinlan come up with such an algorithm!

What exactly is the core of this algorithm!

Agnes Baker didn’t expect Williansen would eventually pass this opportunity onto Nathalie Quinlan, she chuckled, her big bright eyes blinking as she lightly elbowed the girl, whispering to her.

Nathalie was leaning back in her chair playing with her phone, primarily messaging Amadeus Yancey.

She hadn’t noticed the changes around her.

Until Agnes reminded her.

She put down her phone, raised her head, and finally noticed everyone’s gaze on her.

Nathalie Quinlan:...

She fell silent for two seconds, looked at Agnes Baker, who was brimming with excitement, and said hoarsely: "So, can group assessments be explained separately by two people?"

"Technically not, but this time since the tutors asked first, it counts as an exception, and Williansen specially gave you this chance," Agnes bubbled excitedly.

"..." Can she refuse?

But everyone was waiting for her to explain.

Nathalie was caught in a dilemma, she pursed her lips again, stood up with a powerful aura, instinctively pressed her duckbill cap, and opened her mouth unhurriedly: "This algorithm is very simple, it uses the median Doppler radial velocity, horizontal reflectivity factor mutation rate, and vertical gradient of the reflectivity factor, processing each database at the lowest PPI of the radar volume scan to identify super refractive echo."

She reached out, casually tugging at the brim, summarizing the result in the silence with a languid attitude: "...so this algorithm can be applied to various radar detection aspects."

A tutor who had been pushing the frame of his glasses looked at her fervently: "Have you named this algorithm?"