Song He was a little horrified.
Got it? What could you possibly understand after falling out of bed and waking yourself up?
In the middle of the night, his teacher had suddenly woken up twitching. After waking, her expression and gaze were completely different from usual, and she was even shouting strange things. She looked exactly like something filthy had possessed her!
Xiang Xiaotong completely ignored her student's astonishment. She charged over in one stride, stood before the computer, and hammered the keyboard, furiously calculating with a professional calculator!
Song He stared at her in alarm and confusion, then hurriedly looked toward her computer screen.
That was right. His teacher was calculating neural circuits, all of them familiar equations.
But his teacher was clearly far too excited. The equations flew onto the screen. He had never seen her calculate at such a high speed!
Once she started, she continued without pause for a full hour. Even the laptop's fan began spinning wildly, unable to withstand such a high computational load.
Xiang Xiaotong's hands slowed slightly on the keyboard. Her eyes stared fixedly at the screen as if possessed, while she muttered rapidly under her breath.
Song He watched from the side, still shaken. His teacher's state was unfamiliar, yet somehow a little familiar too.
Could this be... the onset of Cultivation Deviation?!
Song He picked up a teacup, wanting to gently interrupt his teacher's overexcited brain, but hesitated and did not dare hand it over.
Sometimes, a crucial flash of inspiration might not appear for years. If interrupted, it could vanish completely. What if his teacher had dreamed up some line of thought while sleeping? If he interrupted her, wouldn't she beat him to death?
Holding the teacup, Song He fell into turmoil. Which was more important for a scholar,