It was probably inertia that made Luo Benyuan unable to resist chiming in.
So, the three of them almost yelled in unison, turning their heads to scold, "You shut up!"
Especially Xu Zhengxing, who, after cursing, still felt unsatisfied and added, "We've already figured out how to use this thing. If you keep spouting nonsense, you're just asking us to kick you out of the lab!"
Alright then, Luo Benyuan decided not to provoke these people's sensitive nerves any longer.
After all, he didn't have much else to do, and he was genuinely curious to see if these guys could repeat the experint based on the results from the model.
Seeing that Luo Benyuan had quieted down, the three of them stopped paying attention to this clearly abnormal individual and refocused their attention on the screen of the operating console.
"Co look at the data; the automatic analysis of the data is more complete than the records my students take during experints," said one.
"Stop talking nonsense and download the report," another replied.
"Oh," the third conceded.
"Wait, if we want to repeat the experint, we need to go to the neighboring high-temperature tals laboratory, right? We don't have the equipnt here, do we? Hmm... should we apply to send the data to them, have them do it again?" one mused.
"Yeah, I don't see a big problem. We just need to screenshot the specific process and let them try if they can replicate it in their lab. It's not like there's any breach of confidentiality," another suggested.
"Let's first apply to Zuo, and have him coordinate as well. They might be willing to work overti. With such a detailed plan provided, as long as they free up the equipnt, they can just add a few hours of work at night to see if they can replicate it. Plus, there should be plenty of base material samples," another planned.
"Okay, I'll talk to Zuo. You guys think about what else we could test. This ti, let's not ss with soone else's project; let's use our own!" one proposed.
Listening to the three of them talk, Luo Benyuan finally couldn't help himself.
"Wait, have you three collectively lost your minds? You were asked to test the model, and instead you start with an experint that you can't replicate yourselves? What's the plan? Rely on Qiao Ze's brains so the lab next door can thank you one last ti before being killed off by machines?" he questioned sarcastically.
"You shut up!"
Once again, a chorus of scolding, while Luo Benyuan responded with a cold laugh.
He began to wonder why he ever sought the help of these blockheads.
...
No matter what everyone was thinking, after a phone call and a series of arrangents, the neighboring State Key Laboratory also began the experint.
Working overti is common for labs, especially those in the fields like biochemistry and materials. You can't just leave equipnt running without soone there, right?
Although it isn't always necessary for soone to be constantly watching, it's reassuring to have soone present.
This often leads to many fragnted ti periods in the lab.
Reading a book or washing bottles can be quite pleasant distractions.
The only difference this ti is the low involvent of students; mostly, the professors themselves took the reins or directed the activities.
With the big bosses around, efficiency was naturally high.
Preparing samples, spectroscopic analysis, pretreatnt, performance tests...
Each task flowed smoothly like clouds and water.
This didn't an the professors were all that skilled in the operations; it was mainly because having the boss standing right there made the students' hands and feet move more deftly.
It was no different from the hustle of white-collar workers.
Not to ntion that with the supervisors directly overseeing the experints, the master students, with their high efficiency, had to step up.
So it was, into the late night and after consuming the lab's treasured instant noodles, that the State Key High Temperature tals Laboratory from across the way sent over the first good news.
Even though they did not understand why the Material Structure Characterization and Performance Analysis Research Center insisted on imdiate replication of the experint results that sa night, and had even brought in higher-ups to coordinate, they were after all helping out and didn't deserve to be spoken of harshly.
Of course, what mattered most was the excellent feedback; the results, achieved by following the ticulously detailed experintal steps, were very pleasing.
The main performance had not only perfectly replicated the previously accidentally obtained results, but had even seen a ten percent increase over the previous unreplicable results.
This kind of progress was more than a pleasant surprise for the adjacent lab; it was sothing worth comndation.
Even though these achievents couldn't be published in papers, they represented that the reliability and lifespan of the engines for Huaxia's newly produced indigenous fighter jets would be greatly increased post-production. There would definitely be a spot for materials experts in the future achievents record.
If the performance improved just a bit more, the material could almost beco a candidate for the first wall in a nuclear fusion device.
Just as Luo Benyuan had said, they indeed ca over to express their gratitude directly.
...
"Professor Xu, thank you so much. How did you do it?" Wen Fengqing almost shook Xu Zhengxing's hand off in excitent, not noticing Xu Zhengxing's complex expression, which lacked any sign of joy.
"Ahem, that, Professor Wen, don't be so excited. You don't have to thank us, actually; our research center didn't really do much," Xu Zhengxing said awkwardly, glancing at Zuo Chengzheng, who was calmly drinking tea, and Luo Benyuan, who had a half-smiled, half-serious expression.
"Look at what you're saying. Isn't it you who provided the sche? If not you, then who should I thank?" Wen Fengqing was slightly stunned and then noticed Xu Zhengxing's gazes toward the other two, prompting more confusion. Reflecting on the day's events, Wen felt sothing was odd and thus turned his gaze to Zuo Chengzheng, who sat unmoved.
"Ahem, Wen, how is Yu doing? Is he still in good health?" Zuo Chengzheng, realizing Wen Fengqing's attention was on him, opened with a casual question.
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