Shen Le: My Junior Brother is Feeding Me Dog Food, Can I Expel Him?

The results the junior students had produced were indeed a bit horrifying, but to be fair, they were quite vivid and intuitive.

It was obvious at a glance which head suited the statue better, and which arm fit it better, once they were placed on the Buddha statue.

It was unlike virtual restoration technology, where one clicked to select a Buddha head or hand, copied and pasted it onto the scanned model of the statue, adjusted the angle and orientation, and got a result.

There was always information loss when going from three dimensions to two. When the time came, everyone would have their own arguments about which plan was better.

Shen Le did not lack the money for a bit of 3D-printing material, much less the money for one or two 3D printers, so he let them make whatever they wanted.

He himself strolled leisurely through the scene, which resembled both the Paris Catacombs and the Cave of White Bones, and headed for a more normal area nearby.

Having just stopped, a junior sister raised a Steam Iron and called out to him:

"Senior martial brother, come take a look! We recreated the method from the paper! The results are great!"

Shen Le: !!!

Don't wave an iron at me, okay?!

If I hadn't stopped in time, that Steam Iron would have nearly smacked me in the face!

His wary expression made the junior sister realize what she had done. She smiled awkwardly and lowered the iron. Only then did Shen Le cautiously step forward.

"How far have you gotten? Let me see."

"No problem, senior martial brother! We've only just started here. Just watch from the side!"

Shen Le stood beside the workbench and quickly lowered his head to inspect the experimental notes nearby. Hmm, the title was