Qin Siyang looked at Zhang Kuang's disheveled hair, astonished.
Researching the apocalypse?
How was anyone supposed to research the apocalypse?
Perhaps Li Tianming had noticed Qin Siyang's confusion.
He elaborated, "Old Zhang's research covers a very broad range. If it has anything to do with the apocalypse, he studies it."
"Like what?"
"For example, you learned in class that a giant bird swallowed the sun, right?"
"Yeah."
"But with the sun swallowed, Earth should have been plunged into extreme cold. None of the life that existed before should have survived. So why can people still live on Earth?"
"Well..."
"Astronomical observations show that Earth still hasn't deviated from its original orbit, and its rotation still gives us a twenty-four-hour day. That means Earth is orbiting a celestial body with a mass similar to the sun's. Yet nobody has observed that body. Why is that?"
"Uh..."
"Another example: the food you eat in the cafeteria every day comes from organisms that mutated after the apocalypse. But evolution takes millions of years. Why did so many types of mutated organisms appear the moment the apocalypse arrived? What connection do these mutated organisms have to the gods?"
"Yeah, that really is worth studying."
"Those are exactly the things Old Zhang specializes in."
Li Tianming smiled and said:
"When it comes to researching the apocalypse, Old Zhang is the leading expert in the Safe Zone."
Qin Siyang nodded thoughtfully.
Director Zhang's research sounded pretty impressive.
Perhaps uncovering some secret could bring enormous changes to this apocalyptic world.
Qin Siyang asked again, "Hey, Old Li, you've introduced everyone else's research. What about you? What do you study?"
Li Tianming chuckled. "Me? I dabble in everything, but I haven't mastered anything. There's nothing I'm particularly good at."
"Old Li, being that modest takes all the fun