The research institute has always had more students than ntors.
The top ntors at the Engineering Institute are even rarer.
Thus, it’s always up to the ntor to decide whether to take on a student based on their potential and performance.
Not all students can have their own ntor after passing the entrance assessnt.
Generally speaking, a ntor can only effectively teach a maximum of three students at a ti to fully utilize resources and enhance skills.
Mo Feng only has Bier under his ntorship.
His abilities are indeed impressive, with many students striving to beco his apprentices.
Even without a personal ntor’s guidance, Ying Zijin has already reached this level.
Mo Feng is very confident that with his guidance, the Engineering Institute’s developnt will be unstoppable.
It is evident that Ying Zijin’s influence and status far surpass Bier’s.
Even before returning to the Leaangle Family, she was able to acquire a ticket to the Lorentz Auction House.
Now she is the only eldest young lady of the Main House.
With such a noble status, only the eldest young master of the Yuh Family can compare in social circles.
"Got it." Ying Zijin handed the experint report to the window, "Excuse ."
Mo Feng didn’t move aside. He frowned, "Classmate Ying, I know that my past attitude towards you has led to a misunderstanding."
"But you should know, there is no ntor in the Engineering Institute with more knowledge and skills than I have."
High-standing figures like Dean Norman and a few esteed academicians do not take in students at all.
"Instructor Mo Feng, I acknowledge your capabilities." Ying Zijin looked up, her eyes cool, "But your character, I don’t appreciate."
"Having a utilitarian mindset is a good thing, but if you are completely utilitarian, maybe you should change professions."
Mo Feng’s expression changed slightly, turning a bit red with agitation.
Norman has also made similar comnts to him before.
He never hides his utilitarian nature, treating first-class and second-class citizens differently.
But being directly admonished by a student, Mo Feng felt only embarrassnt.
He took a deep breath, "Classmate Ying, I apologize to you. You can’t make your future and developnt a bet just to spite ."
"If I take you as a student, I am confident I can make you an S-level researcher within six months."
When Ying Zijin said she had a ntor, Mo Feng didn’t believe it.
"Here, this is a problem provided by my teacher." Losing her patience, Ying Zijin casually tossed a paper, faintly, "See if you can solve it first."
Mo Feng imdiately took it, full of confidence, "Very simple, of course."
But after reading the problem, his expression gradually changed.
The question on this paper was clearly a critical issue regarding the core power device of the Cosmic Carrier.
It had been listed as one of the three major problems of the Engineering Institute twenty years ago.
Not to ntion solving it; he might not even have the ability to bring it up.
Holding the paper, Mo Feng’s fingers trembled.
It was as if a basin of cold water had been poured over his head, leaving him cold all over and unstable.
The only ones who could present such a problem were...
He imdiately thought of Dean Norman and the academicians.
Mo Feng suddenly looked up, pale and stunned, "You..."
"I’m sorry, Instructor Mo Feng." Ying Zijin put on her hat and smiled slightly, "I used to recognize your capabilities, but now it seems that’s all there is to it."
"You’re not qualified to be my teacher."
The girl gathered her docunts, shouldered her bag, and walked out.
Mo Feng stood frozen, his mouth opened, unable to utter a single word.
He felt paralyzed, his body rigid as if shocked by electricity.
The thought of Ying Zijin already being accepted as an apprentice by one of the most powerful individuals at the Engineering Institute made Mo Feng feel like a joke.
He might be the top ntor at the Engineering Institute, but he was nothing compared to Dean Norman and the academicians.
Mo Feng, his face gray and despairing, walked out of the compartnt.
Due to the soundproof door, Bier did not hear what Mo Feng and Ying Zijin discussed.
But from her understanding of Mo Feng, he definitely wanted to take Ying Zijin as an apprentice.
Bier gritted her teeth, her fingers digging into her palms.
Losing her position as the eldest young lady was already sothing beyond her control due to birth circumstances.
But now, even her teacher chose Ying Zijin, completely disregarding her feelings.
Is capital really that powerful?
Bier felt consud by frustration.
"Bier Senior, don’t feel too bad." A student tried to comfort her, "Classmate Ying, well, she’s not an ordinary person. The internet calls her a genius among gods."
"Let’s not compete, just do our best."
This remark only intensified Bier’s emotions.
She clutched her bag tightly, letting out a cold laugh, "What’s your status to lecture ? I insist on competing, so what?"
Without looking back, she hurriedly left, her figure quickly disappearing.
"Hey, what’s the point of saying that to her?" A female student rolled her eyes, "Before Classmate Ying was found, she would use her capital and status to suppress others."
"Now that the tables have turned, she’s here lanting how terrible capital is. She’s the queen of double standards."
The students handed in their experints one after another and didn’t greet Instructor Mo Feng, who was still standing there.
Like teacher, like student.
There’s nothing to feel sorry for.
**
Over here, Ying Zijin went to Dean Norman’s office.
She handed over her recent experintal results for him to review.
"Oh?" Dean Norman looked at the drawings of the new laser handgun, puzzled, "Isn’t this SY’s design?"
He had also been watching SY’s live broadcasts recently.
This new engineering live strear had swept the entire streaming zone of the W network.
Although so knowledge was still lacking, the abundance of innovative ideas made up for it.
"Yes, it’s ." Ying Zijin explained, "I earned a bit of money first."
"Oh, earning money... wait!" Dean Norman realized, "What did you say? You’re SY?!"
Even the netizens, let alone, thought it was so teacher streaming.
Holy crap, it’s actually his student?
Dean Norman’s heart nearly gave out; he cald himself, "That’s, that’s incredible."
Ying Zijin: "..."
She took out a few boxes, containing dicinal materials for strengthening the body.
She didn’t know the exact reason why those people targeted her, but it’s likely related to the Engineering Institute.
Currently, the real driving force behind the Engineering Institute’s developnt was still Dean Norman, whose intelligence was comparable to the forr Simon Brand.
There’s a sixty percent chance he’s among the assassination targets.
She needed to prepare in advance.
"Disciple." Dean Norman now felt exhilarated, "Let show you my recent achievents."
As he spoke, he gathered inner strength and began demonstrating Qinggong.
After walking a lap along the wall, Dean Norman relaxed, "How about it?"
Ying Zijin coughed: "Teacher."
Dean Norman adopted a serious expression, "Speak."
"You’re doing this—" Ying Zijin put it mildly, "It really looks like you’ve practiced Toad Skill."
Dean Norman: "..."
He vowed to work harder on losing weight.
Dean Norman sat back down in his chair and adjusted his glasses, "By the way, didn’t you tell you submitted the experintal report half an hour ago? Why are you only here now?"
Yawning, Ying Zijin gave a succinct account.
Dean Norman was instantly enraged, for the first ti letting out a curse: "Damn it, even my disciple isn’t safe from being poached!"
Was it easy for him to take in a genius?
Ying Zijin prepared a cup of tea, "Teacher, please drink."
"Oh." Dean Norman beca obedient in an instant.
After finishing it, he felt it for a mont, "Disciple, my body feels lighter again."
"Yes." Ying Zijin, leaning back in her chair lazily, "Your anger helped clear out so impurities from your liver."
Dean Norman: "..."
Another day of being outsmarted by his disciple.
**
On the other side.
Biogenetics Institute.
Because of the early month’s competition, the Biogenetics Institute’s resources were instead cut in half.
The Dean of the Genetic Institute could only distribute his own stock.
As he pondered how to deal with the Engineering Institute and Dean Norman, an email appeared in his inbox.
The email detailed that embryo gene experint from back then.
Reading it, the Dean of the Genetic Institute’s expression changed.
More than twenty years ago, he was just a researcher.
Though he had no real power, he was fortunate enough to participate in that gene embryo experint.
Because the modifications were made directly on the embryo, it was eventually ordered to be completely stopped by the Sage Academy for violating ethics and nature.
The researcher who proposed the experint was executed by the Judgnt Court.
And since the Biogenetics Institute was directly under the Sage Magician, the Magician himself was punished in a Sage eting.
As for the content of the punishnt, ordinary people like them wouldn’t know.
The failed experint subject escaped, still alive and well, but they didn’t know what consequences it might bring.
Nor how the Sage Academy would hold them accountable.
The Dean of the Genetic Institute broke into a cold sweat and imdiately started contacting several genetically modified warriors.
Combat power comparable to a two-hundred-year-old Ancient Martial Grandmaster.
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