Posted by X.

Unknown.

The title of the post is quite simple and direct—[On the Feasibility of a New Radar Detection Calculation Method].

Zevaney Kingsley found it like a treasure.

She eagerly clicked the post with her mouse, finding that the post was made four years ago one afternoon, where the poster recorded their initial thoughts.

’He’ proposed that the propagation time of the echo pulses in a sample would also change, resulting in the movement of the echo’s position.

Then, ’he’ proposed an entirely new algorithm, named Super Algorithm.

The poster at that time apparently just casually recorded some scattered thoughts, with content rather loose, and did not provide specific experimental data to prove the possibility of the new algorithm ’he’ proposed...

Hence, not many people paid attention to the post back then.

No one replied to the post either.

Zevaney Kingsley read through the entire post, only finding a scattered few comments, unrelated to the topic.

And this poster X seemed quite indifferent, ignoring even those few who replied, except for responding to one person below the post.

Zevaney Kingsley looked at the reply ’he’ made.

[Greenie: Kid, your algorithm is quite interesting. Do you have time to verify it with experiments?]

Below was X’s reply.

Very concise.

[X: I don’t have time now, maybe later.]

Zevaney Kingsley’s heart raced, she could almost hear the vibrations echoing in her chest, ’thump thump’ pounding against her blood vessels.

She scrolled back to re-read the post; X’s proposed ’Super Algorithm’ was just a semi-finished product, but she could confirm that the Super Algorithm from the 10th group was derived from this semi-finished product, merely perfected upon this base.

—That is to say, Nathalie Quinlan and her team were committing plagiarism!

Zevaney Kingsley confirmed this repeatedly, without any hesitation, and immediately sent a message to the forum.

In the message she sent, she detailed the circumstances of the group test from the research institute this time, attaching a link to X’s post made four years ago to prove that she wasn’t making things up.

Once Zevaney Kingsley finished all this, she waited for the forum’s feedback with peace of mind.

She wasn’t afraid of the forum not giving her feedback; on the contrary, she was aware of the seriousness of this matter.

Also knowing how Nathalie Quinlan and her team had provoked an organization that should not be provoked.

WLA.

The 10th group actually plagiarized something from a member of the WLA forum. Once WLA found out, they would surely take action. 𝓯𝙧𝓮𝓮𝒘𝓮𝙗𝙣𝒐𝒗𝒆𝓵.𝓬𝓸𝒎

By then, how would Nathalie Quinlan and the members of the 10th group explain all this?

Zevaney Kingsley suddenly wanted to watch the drama unfold quickly.

*

Nathalie Quinlan didn’t know she had taken first place in the 12th month group test and had yet to step out of the First Research Institute’s doors when many had already set their sights on her.

She had just walked out of the research institute when someone called her name from behind: "Nathalie."

With hands in her pockets, the girl halted and looked back.

Williansen Barness quickly ran over, a layer of sweat forming on his fair forehead, his face strikingly handsome and cool under the sunlight.

He stopped in front of the girl, supporting himself with his hands on his knees, slightly out of breath. Once his breath had steadied, Williansen stuffed something into the girl’s hand: "For you."

What he handed over was hard and angular, slightly cutting the hand.

Nathalie Quinlan looked down and found it was a black key.

She understood in an instant what the key was for.

The Level 8 laboratory.

"Wincent Sullivan asked me to bring it to you. We unanimously think it’s best for you to keep it safe." Williansen’s perpetually tight lips gave an impression of aloofness.

He wasn’t much of a talker himself, having delivered the item, he waved to the girl: "I’m heading back."

Nathalie Quinlan watched him leave, pocketed the key, and then composed herself, turning back to continue walking towards the opposite side of the road...