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On the first floor of the Jinling Institute for Advanced Study's Physics Research Institute, not far from the stairwell, was a spacious room furnished with elegant sofas, coffee tables, and cabinets. By the windows along the wall stood several bookshelves filled with leisure reading and magazines.

When Lu Zhou had designed this institute, his original intention had been for its researchers to explore interesting academic problems in a relaxed atmosphere. Every afternoon, they could spare an hour or two to have coffee in the lounge and discuss academic questions or inspirations with other researchers, just as he often did at Princeton.

However, ideals were beautiful, while reality was cruel.

Now, it seemed that he was the only one able to enjoy the "fun" of research.

Not only that, but aside from a handful of PhDs who had returned from overseas, most researchers did not have the habit of drinking coffee in the afternoon. They were generally too busy to spare the time, while the research hounds at the Computational Materials Research Institute practically wanted to sleep on the lab floor. As a result, hardly anyone normally came to this lounge.

So the lounge had been left unused, only serving a purpose whenever guests came by.

"Thank you."

Watching the institute assistant pour him some tea, Liu Wanshan, seated on the sofa, politely thanked him. Then his gaze drifted unconsciously toward the door, before moving to the clock on the wall.

Just as he was wondering how long Lu Zhou would take to arrive, steady footsteps sounded in the corridor outside the lounge.

Hearing them, Liu Wanshan instinctively sat up straighter.

At that moment, the lounge door was pushed open.

Seeing Lu Zhou appear in the doorway, Liu Wanshan immediately rose from the sofa, smiling broadly as he extended his right