Hmph. You think I just tacked "Professor" onto my name for no reason?
In the rather unconventional-looking lab, Fu Qian stood with his hands behind his back. The room was utterly quiet.
It was true that Professor Lisha had done most of the work on this project, but as he'd said before, his words were always good.
Apocalypse is a respectable research institution, after all.
He and old hands like Cas might not have the time or energy to work on the front lines, but they could help provide research resources. And even in the midst of their busy schedules, they could still offer guidance from on high.
In other words, lofty talk with no substance.
Professor Lisha's reaction said it all.
The idea behind what he'd just said was a little too grand. It wasn't exactly wrong, but neither was it the sort of thing that would immediately make her exclaim over its brilliance. She was left in an awkward middle ground, unable to respond, and fell silent.
"It's just a sudden impression. We're still a long way from proving it."
Fortunately, Professor Fu had done legitimate academic work before. He hadn't lost the core principle of letting the facts speak for themselves, and soon continued, clarifying that it was still only a hypothesis.
"Lately, I've come across quite a few unusual things, especially in the field of ancient history."
Before Lisha could say anything, he was already carrying on.
"At first glance, the concept of born gods seems impossible to avoid.
"Of course, there are too many secrets behind it for us to treat it as a research topic just yet. But could the work you're doing be one small piece of the puzzle?"
Fu Qian casually elevated Professor Lisha's work to the heights of the occult, as