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Jay swallowed hard and lifted his head, trying to steady his breath. He pointed toward Yvette, who sat calmly sipping water, and asked in a shaky, stunned voice, “Marcus, how many methods are there to verify Experiment No. 1?”
Marcus, his face serious and composed, held up three fingers. “Three. After five years of repeated trials, we’ve concluded there are only three methods.”
Jay wiped the sweat from his brow, still trembling with disbelief. He shook his head. “No, Marcus. There are five.”
Marcus froze, his eyes narrowing as he tried to process Jay’s excited expression. It was clear something had changed, and Marcus felt a disorienting rush of realization.
“In just half an hour, Siren came up with two more methods?” Marcus asked, his voice tinged with awe.
Jay blinked rapidly, swallowing hard again, before responding, “Yes. At first, there was just one, but then, during the experiment, another method emerged.”
Marcus turned his head sharply, his gaze fixed on Yvette, who sat cross-legged, calm as ever, sipping her water. He now understood exactly what James had meant when he said, “Some people are just born gifted.”
Until today, Marcus and Jay had been regarded as geniuses in their field, untouchable in their abilities. But now, Marcus felt like he had witnessed something truly otherworldly. Completing an experiment in half an hour was already an incredible achievement, but discovering new methods during the experiment and succeeding in real-time? That was terrifying.
Marcus thought back to the efforts the director had made to recruit Yvette—how he’d considered dropping everything just to fly to Seacrity. At the time, Marcus had thought the director’s actions were excessive. Now, however, he realized how short-sighted he’d been.
Any lingering doubts about Yvette being Siren vanished completely. If he had been even remotely unsure before, he was now 100% convinced.
James, overhearing their conversation, understood the magnitude of what had just occurred. The revelation that there were five solutions to Experiment No. 1 would undoubtedly send shockwaves through the physics community.
Yvette, her throat slightly hoarse from speaking earlier, took another sip of water. She pressed her lips together and, in a flat tone, said, “Let’s go.”
James, never one to rush things, waved her off. “No hurry. There’s still half an hour left. You can rest for a bit.”
But Yvette, ever the go-getter, stood up, dismissing the offer. “No need. I’d rather finish this. Jeremiah’s waiting for me for dinner.”
Her words carried a certain fondness, which James caught, but didn’t comment on. “Alright then, go ahead.”
Before they could leave, Jay hurried to catch up with them. “Mr. Owens, Siren, what are you two going to do now?”
James paused for a moment, considering. He then waved his hand dismissively. “Nothing major. I want Yvette to take some time to address a few problems with the students. Some people outside the core lab still doubt her abilities. They’ve set up a little challenge for her—posing questions, and she answers.”
Jay, still reeling from everything, felt a surge of sympathy for the students outside. He could already see their impending defeat. ‘Who could they possibly challenge? And of all people, they chose this master? They’ve clearly grown too comfortable and are now looking for excitement.’
Curiosity piqued, Jay quickly added, “Mr. Owens, I’m free too. Mind if I come along?”
Marcus, silent beside him, showed no immediate objection, but his curiosity was just as clear.
Yvette, with her usual nonchalance, shrugged. “Sure, if you want to watch,” she said, before heading out the door.
Jay eagerly followed, with Marcus trailing behind.
In the outer lab, a test paper consisting of twenty questions was already prepared. Ryan’s questions were relatively standard, but the others were clearly designed to be tricky—intentionally difficult.
Spencer, in particular, had gone above and beyond to make the test a challenge. He had meticulously designed questions that had troubled him for a long time. He knew this test was the best shot he had to see if Yvette could really live up to her reputation.
Unlike the others, who simply wanted to make things difficult for Yvette, Spencer included one question that he felt was truly challenging.
Led by Yvette, the group of four entered the outer lab. As soon as the door opened, everyone who had been working on papers or conducting experiments immediately paused, their eyes widening in surprise.
The sight of the core lab members entering was enough to cause a stir. The core members were usually too busy for such casual appearances. Each of them was highly sought after as mentors, but only a handful of students were ever given that privilege.
What happened next was even more shocking.
Jay personally fetched a soft chair for Yvette, and even more astonishing was Marcus, the ever-stoic and stern figure, who quietly went to the coffee station, poured a glass of orange juice, and placed it on the desk next to Yvette.
The outer lab members could only watch in stunned silence. The sight of their revered mentors treating Yvette with such deference left them speechless.
Yvette sat down in the chair, resting her chin on her hand, her eyes scanning the room with a sharp, cold intensity that radiated an aura of intimidation.
Jay and Marcus stood behind her, their serious expressions adding to the pressure in the room.
Anyone unfamiliar with the situation might have mistaken Yvette for a mob boss, the way she exuded authority without lifting a finger. The one person who truly understood the power of her presence was Ryan. A few months ago, back at Sky Nimbus, Yvette had displayed the same cold demeanor, resulting in Daniel fainting from anger and suffering a concussion. That event had marked the beginning of the collapse of the Brooks family.
James, unfazed by the growing tension, took a seat. “Are the questions ready?”
A girl with glasses stepped forward and handed a stack of papers to James. “Mr. Owens, yes. Each of us wrote one question, totaling twenty. These are all tough problems we’ve gathered from our studies.”
Yvette smirked slightly and cut straight to the point. “The test paper.” Her voice was calm, but there was a definite challenge in her tone.
Spencer stepped forward, observing Yvette’s relaxed demeanor. He hesitated for a moment before speaking. “Ms. Zeller, we’ve all agreed that there’s no time limit for this test. Take as long as you need.”
With that, he handed the paper to Yvette.
Jay quickly grabbed it, glancing over the questions, and Marcus leaned in to do the same. The more Jay read, the angrier he became.
“This isn’t a test,” he thought. “This is clearly a trap. To answer all these questions would require expertise not only in physics, but also in chemistry, biology, and more. Only two or three of the questions are even remotely related to physics. The rest are irrelevant.”
He couldn’t believe the audacity of these students, especially considering the earlier warnings from James.
With a cold snort, Jay passed the paper to Marcus. “Are these supposed to be physics questions? What are the rest?”
Marcus, having read through the paper, felt the same frustration. “This is clearly designed to trip her up. There’s no real challenge here.”
James took the paper, his disappointment evident. This wasn’t a fair test; it was a set-up.
He handed the paper to Yvette without a word. “Take a look at this. You can choose not to answer. It’s meaningless.”
Yvette gave the paper a quick glance, her face entirely unreadable. She took it in stride, as if she had already anticipated this.
A faint smile curled at the corner of her lips. She wasn’t fazed by the challenge; if anything, it only made her more determined to succeed.
