Just then, an elderly man with snow-white temples approached, supported by a middle-aged man.
He was past seventy, but his back remained straight. Deep wrinkles lined his face, yet his aged eyes were exceptionally clear.
His white lab coat was spotless, as was the one worn by the middle-aged man supporting him.
Both wore black-rimmed glasses, their hair meticulously combed.
Though they looked nothing alike, their bearing and subtle expressions seemed cast from the same mold.
"Dean Yan." Sister Qin hurried forward and took over supporting the old man.
"Ah, young Qin. What brings you here today?" Dean Yan asked shakily.
"Dean Yan, I've brought a brilliant scientist to meet you." Sister Qin looked toward Bai Ye and introduced him. "This is Mr. Bai, a specialist in cross-dimensional compatibility research and countermeasures for Forbidden Domains. He's also done considerable research into time, and has even built a Temporal Distortion Field capable of stopping time within a localized area."
What kind of specialist?
Bai Ye froze. Since when did my nickname get this long?
Before he could react, something blurred before his eyes.
Whoosh!
An old face appeared inches from his own.
Dean Yan, who had needed help walking a moment ago, had rushed over like a goddamn ghost.
An unusual excitement filled his face. "You calculated the time derivative?!"
Uh...
God hesitated for only a moment before replying with complete confidence, "Yep."
"What is it?!"
How the fuck would I know?
Bai Ye gave Dean Yan a cool glance. "What are you doing? Trying to steal my research?"
Dean Yan paused, his expression turning slightly odd. "How could I steal your research just by knowing the result, without knowing the derivation?
"The conclusion is merely the surface. The chain of logic in the derivation, the experimental assumptions, the parameter corrections...