#405. whoâs next
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ââ¦Did you just go to work?â
âPlease understand me, senior. Itâs not because I didnât want to go to work because it was me.â
âStill, you should have contacted me first to take sick leave.â
âAh, I wanted to do that too, but the researcher hyung said he would take care of it, so I just told him to rest.â
Looking at Limon who answered shamelessly, I frowned for a while.
Ksenia finally sighed.
âIt canât be helped that it was because of the disease, but be careful with Director Reno. It becomes a problem if you overuse sick leave and fail to meet your workload.â
âI know, isnât the supervisor there to stop that?â
Limonâs return to work ended like that.
Because there was no supervisor who was sincere enough to argue that I had taken some sick leave.
The only person who could argue was the factory manager, who had to pay attention to the factoryâs workloadâ¦.
âDid you finally go to work? How is your body? If you need anything, just tell me!â
â¦The factory managerâs hospitalized grandson greeted Limon with utmost sincerity, which left a deep impression on the other employees.
The problem was Yekatrice.
âResearcher Elshar, speaking of this projectâ¦â
âElshar help me!â
âMiss Elshar. The mass production of special bullets is somehow not stable, so how can there be no way?â
Itâs like youâve been waiting for yourself.
As soon as she got to work, Yekathrice blinked as she saw the researchers rushing at her.
âWhy are you asking meâ¦?â
How absurd it was to ask such a favor to a new recruit who had only been in the factory for less than a month.
A girl who forgot how to act and showed her original way of speaking.
However, the researchers put on a puzzled expression, as if the question itself was more strange than the way they spoke.
âNo, thatâs rightâ¦.â
âSince research results arenât coming out well these days, the labor score for this quarter has gone down a bit.â
âItâll be over soon if Researcher Elshar helps.â
It sounds like youâre asking something too obvious.
Looking at the researchers answering in turn, Yekathrice tilted her head slightly.
When I heard the report that Ainsha was doing a great job as a researcher, I giggled and said that she was indeed my younger sister
â¦
How easy it is to ask for help like this for granted.
It was when Catherine thought with an expressionless face.
âBesides, I got permission from Director Limanov.â
âhuh? to my brother?â
âThatâs right. Researcher Elshar told me to get plenty of help at this point, since Iâm full of labor points anyway.â
ââ¦â
The moment I heard that.
Yekathrice turned her head.
And I narrowed my eyes when I saw Limon laughing wickedly outside the window of the lab.
âHuhâ¦.â
How can you imagine asking for volunteer work at a state-run munitions factory where the superintendent is blindingly proud?
Realizing the circumstances, Catherine muttered involuntarily.
âYou know how to play, too.â
âhuh? What did you say?â
âIt is nothing.â
If you want to imitate Ainsha, you have to do her job as well.
Yekathrice giggled at the grumpiness of Limon, who had entrusted the bomb to her.
It was because Limon was the first to do something like this to a woman who had been grumpy all her life but had never been hit.
âBecause the more I see him, the more interesting he is.â
First of all, after adding another 10 points to Limonâs affinity.
Yekathrice said.
âOkay, help with research.â
âOh oh! Thank you for thatâ¦!â
âThere are conditions instead.â
ââ¦condition?â
While the researchers were ecstatic, they just hardened.
The girl said calmly.
âNothing is free in this world. If you want something, you pay for it.â
âNo, but youâve been helping me up until now, right?â
âIt was a free service period.â
I wonder if that makes sense.
Even with expressions written on their foreheads, the researchers couldnât bear to put their thoughts into words.
Instead, I just casually asked.
âWhat is that condition?â
* * *
ââ¦You made a whole lot of shit out of it.â
Limon at a loss.
Yekathrice replied to him with a still expressionless face, but with a pleasantness that could not be hidden.
âItâs a little bit like the word shit.â
âIf this isnât bullshit, what do you call it?â
âUm well.â
Take a moment to think about the right expression.
Yekathrice finally tilted her head slightly and said half-questioningly.
âCircus?â
âYouâve never seen such a messed up circus?â
âLetâs move on to the trivial things, Brother. Itâs too harsh to demand masterâs skills from beginners.â
âIsnât that what the person who turned those novices into clowns would say?â
âI didnât force anything, I just said that I would help with my research if anyone would make me happy.â
âIsnât that more than coercion?â
Limon sighed as he saw Yekathrice smiling like a goblin so that only he could see it.
This is because the current situation in the laboratory was beyond just overcrowded.
A young man who collapsed while performing a Cossack dance.
A woman faints after making a doll out of balloons.
Such as a middle-aged man who was carried away after bending his back to show off human body acrobatics.
It was to the point of regret to see the Russian intellectuals, all of whom acted as clowns, and then disappeared into silence.
âI will show you the 7th researcher Yegov Beaker Juggling!â
Boom bung bung.
Wow Jangchang!
âKeep it off!â
â¦It was even more so when I saw one more injured person who dropped the beaker he was spinning on his foot.
âTskjts not having a stomachache. Iâll show you what my true talent is like, so get out of the way.â
âThe head researcher himselfâ¦!â
âYes, if it is that person who went all the way to Las Vegas to train when he was young!â
Did you want it not to be like this?
The old researcher, who had been holding his hands behind his back, stepped forward and took out a thick stack of playing cards.
And the show started.
Cheer up!
Stacks of cards go back and forth between the hands to form long legs, then levitate, then pierce the back of the hand and the palm.
At the end of a card show that was as dazzling as any magicianâs, the old researcher unfolded his cards like a fan.
âHere, pick a card and try itâ¦â
âAre you trying to get the card swapped up your sleeve?â
ââ¦I donât know what youâre talking about?â
âI see all the tricks. Itâs boring. Do some more.â
ââ¦â
Puff!
âUgh, Chief Researcher!â
âCall an ambulance quickly!â
Was the criticism too shocking?
For a while, I giggled at the other researchers who knelt down and made a fuss while holding the stupefied old man.
Yekathrice opened her mouth slowly.
âIt was kind of fun, so Iâll make sure to help out.â
âOh oh oh.â
âThank you, thank youâ¦â
The way they said that their ugliness was more interesting than their individuality.
However, the researchers accepted her help, sensing that their sacrifice was not in vain.
It was Limon who made a strange expression.
âItâs good that you confidently replied that you would help, but are you really doing it because you have the confidence to do it?â
âYour brother also asks something very interesting.â
Itâs like listening to all sorts of jokes.
It was time to stop erasing expressions and giggle.
Yekathrice whispered, her lips pressed close to Limonâs ear, so that only Limon could hear.
ââWho do you think I am?â
ââ¦.â
With the same face as Ainsha, who was always proud without any countermeasures.
Limon said nothing more as the girl boasted that she thought her sister couldnât do what her brother could do.
Itâs like trying to prove your skills.
I just crossed my arms.
While Limon watched, Yekathrice listened to the researchersâ requests for help one by one.
I turned to one researcher.
âThe stabilization of the special bullets must be the most fun. Show me the data.â
âData?â
âErrors found in research log data. It is to give everything without missing a thing.â
The young female researcher was stunned to hear that.
It was because it was so unexpected that she, who had solved everything by âpretending to be a coincidenceâ until now, asked for something like this.
But there is no reason to refuse.
The female researcher accessed the research data from her seat.
âThis is the data of the mass production method of special bullets we are researching. The basic principle isâ¦â
âEnough explanation. You can see it anyway.â
âyes?â
Instead of explaining, Yekathrice looked at the monitor.
At first lightly, like a joke.
A bit more interesting next time.
It seems annoying in the end.
The moment Yekathrice was flipping through the data, after tapping the keyboard a few times, she pressed the enter key.
charrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!
The research data floating on the monitor passed at a terrifying speed.
From complex blueprints to theories with all kinds of technical terms, various photos appear and disappear hundreds of times within a second.
A sight that makes even high-level players feel dizzy.
But Yekathrice did not blink an eye.
I just looked at the monitor, repeating the dilation and contraction of my pupils hundreds of thousands of times each time the screen changed.
While the labâs supercomputer was emitting fierce heat and noise.
âOh, this is it.â
Ride on, ride on!
Yekathrice froze the screen.
And suddenly, he started banging on the keyboard furiously.
âResearcher E Elshar?â
Other researchers were astounded when they saw that the entire data stored on the server was modified beyond just browsing.
But that didnât stop her.
This is because Yekathrice had already finished writing the data and even printed it out before she could do anything.
âTake it here.â
âThis isâ¦?â
âIt seemed that the problem was caused by the mixing of some of the monster materials added to mass-produce the special bullets. So letâs make it like this⦠no see.â
ââ¦.â
Blueprints of new production facilities.
Chemical formula of a new neutralizer.
predicted performance.
In addition, to the analysis of the appropriate amount of production according to profitability.
The researchers who checked the heavy papers handed over by Yekathrice were at a loss for words.
Of course, he grasped vast amounts of data in an instant that would take even a doctor in his field of study to check.
I couldnât believe that in just a few minutes I had solved a problem that I hadnât been able to find a fix for, let alone a fix for, the past few months.
But Yekathrice was neither proud nor delighted.
Rather, it seems silly.
After a lazy yawn.
I just asked while looking back at the other researchers.
âSo whoâs next?â
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âHaamâ¦.â
One turn to stretch.
Yekathrice knelt down on the desk.
And muttered as if disappointed.
âYou waste time on trivial things. Time is money.â
A reckless remark that completely ignores the efforts of researchers who have been devoted to research.
But Limon didnât point that out.
It was because he knew that the parties involved would not be able to deny the words as much as he had seen what she had done.
ââ¦You worked really hard.â
âIt is only natural that the older sister is superior to the younger brother. Is that what your brother sees?â
ââ¦â
Limon couldnât bear to deny the question Yekathrice asked with a mischievous smile.
Ainshaâs achievements while working as a researcher were also at a level high enough to be praised as a genius by others.
However, Yekathriceâs performance was on a different level.
from the method
Unlike Ainsha, who foresaw and reproduced a coincidence that would happen someday, she did not rely on luck.
Instead, what lies behind it is a thorough logic.
After checking the data one by one.
Analyze and study it.
modified according to the theory.
repeated trial and error.
find the best answer
Contrary to Ainsha, who reaches the result right away, the boring and trivial way of going through the process one by one.
But Limon knew.
The fact that the silver dragon clan was able to become the only clan comparable to the golden dragon clan, the strongest of the seven dragons, was in the process of building up like that.
I admired Ainshaâs performance.
It was clear from the looks of the researchers who were completely frustrated by the results of Yekathrice.
Of course, there are times when the result is more important than the process.
But not the silver dragon clan.
Because they had the power to turn the process into a result at any time.
âHow much time did you spend trying to prove just that one thing?â
âwell?â
Knowing this fact, Ekatriche tilted her head slightly as she looked at Limon, who casually asked the question.
And after blinking your eyes
He replied by tilting his head in the opposite direction.
âIt doesnât matter if you answer me. Can I ask you one favor before that?â
âask?â
âYes. I insist that we can give a small reward to the younger sister who passed the test given by her older brother with a perfect score of 200.â
ââ¦What kind of reward are you talking about?â
I would like to listen and think.
To Limon, who asked with her arms folded, Yekathrice said with a smile.
âTake me to a restaurant and feed me.â
ââ¦â
growled.
Rather than going to the restaurant.
It seems like itâs hard to get up.
A girl who makes a thundering sound in her stomach, but smiles and asks for a favor while lying facedown on the desk.
Looking at Yekathrice, Limon thought to himself.
I donât know if Ji Baekryonghyun-gun and Jaeeunryongseong-gun were real sisters, but itâs clear that they are Ainsha or Yekatrice or their older sister and their younger sister.