Eleven twenty-nine.
The entire laboratory was tense, filled with a chorus of people calling out their guesses.
"I think this time it can reach 7%!"
"Too conservative. When it peaked at 5.5% before, everything was a mess. Now that it's so orderly, 10% isn't impossible!"
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"15%! If it's lower than that, I'll eat the Microbial Electrical Network!"
"30%! Are you all cowards?"
"How many guts have you grown? Has nobody thought about how maintaining order also requires extra energy expenditure? Wake up! I think 10% is a long shot!"
"Someone else dares to guess 30%? You just blurt it out, huh? Even a reckless fool can do that! I'll go with 40%!"
Suddenly, the noisy shouting stopped, and everyone held their breath.
Amid the faint buzzing, the instrument screen flashed the words "Printing," and the data sheet began to print!
After so many days and nights of hard work, everyone in the room had finally produced a mathematical model of the Microbial Electrical Network. Following the model's guidance, they had now obtained this data sheet!
The paper had barely emerged and had not yet been cut when Lou Jinghui seized it and tore it off.
Seeing the data on the sheet, Team Leader Lou's face twisted. He shouted with force and clarity:
"Badass!!"
At the same time, the instrument screen displayed the data. Countless team members leaned over to look, their faces turning pale with shock.
"Holy crap? This value is through the roof!"
"That's ridiculous! Is this data real? Could the machine be malfunctioning?"
"Good lord, it's even higher than the number I pulled out of thin air!"
"The boss has ascended to godhood again! Who said the boss had run out of ideas before? Take a good look—is this what running out of ideas looks