He'd recently made quite a few achievements in research.
While Miss Wen quietly savored her joy, Fu Qian repeatedly weighed the conclusions he'd drawn from all the tests along the way. In the end, he was quite satisfied.
At least for now, the model itself didn't seem to have any obvious flaws. He could keep testing it as a hypothesis.
With matters here settled, perhaps he should pick a time to return to the Academy.
For one thing, those lunatics at the Academy of Revelation had no shortage of case studies. They could help him verify his hypothesis.
At the same time, the origins of the "structures" inside the lucky ones were intriguing. He wondered whether they had any relevant experience.
"Mr. Fang, are you going to rest now?"
As he pondered, Wen Li, in a very good mood, thought of something and asked cautiously.
She'd heard everything Mr. Fang had just discussed with Chief Yuan.
It sounded like Mr. Fang had been busy with all sorts of things since leaving that morning. Even so, after coming back, he'd still casually arranged her Promotion Ritual. Just thinking about it made her feel he'd been working himself to the bone.
"This is your night. You can be a little more selfish than usual."
Fu Qian snapped his fingers, indicating that Wen Li should follow Chief Yuan's advice and focus on enjoying herself instead of worrying about too much else.
"I'll be staying in my old room for the next couple of days. If anything comes up, you can come find me anytime."
He tossed the rest of the dessert into his mouth, then stood up.
He was a mentor greatly favored by Dean Cas, after all. Taking a few more days off shouldn't matter.
Miss Wen seemed to be in good