The leader of Team Celt seemed to have been traumatized by fabricated data. He reminded Locke, "Unless it's a confirmatory experiment, how could the data you produce possibly be so close to the theoretical expectations? Random errors are ubiquitous. That's why we all modify our data to some extent."
"But if you haven't modified any of your data, and your experimental data is extremely close to the theoretical expectations, that's highly unusual."
Team leader Celt cast a worried glance at Witch Catherine.
Locke instantly realized the problem. In the Southeastern Corner Region, he had never actually conducted any Formal Wizard-level projects, and when he had worked on projects in the Land of Six Towers, no one had paid attention to the details of his experiments, so there had been no problem.
However, this habit of his could cause the wizards of Golden Crown Mountain to notice that he could always find the correct direction quickly, to the point that the curves of his actual data would fit the ideal curves whenever he conducted experiments.
Locke furrowed his brows, wondering how he should respond.
Actually, the issue was not particularly serious. Even if a wizard noticed this, the results showed that he had indeed found the mechanisms through which these Magic Plants functioned. It was only the process that seemed suspicious.
But all of that could still be attributed to his experimental methods.
Before Locke could come up with an excuse, Witch Catherine suddenly spoke. "Locke, I want to ask you something. You must answer me honestly."
"This matter is extremely important. It may even determine your future fate and your future limits."
Locke bowed to Witch Catherine. "Yes, Teacher. Please ask."
Catherine said, "When you conduct experiments, do you always have a certain intuition? As if, in some indescribable way,