novelraw Chapter 1865: Until Being Face-Slapped by a Genius
Chapter 1865: Until Being Face-Slapped by a Genius
"Tsk, can’t I just come to see you if I’m fine?" The woman elegantly picked up the coffee beside her, brought it to her lips, and then placed the cup back on the table.
Suddenly, she stared at the girl’s face, looking left and right, almost wishing to see a flower appear.
Nathalie Quinlan allowed her to look, completely unmoved.
Violetta Hoffman looked until she felt lonely, taking her gaze back without interest, and after a while, she looked at the girl, stopped joking, and asked seriously, "Sun, why did you come to Inderia? I heard from Emma Gabehart that you’re investigating Wolf Gang? What’s wrong with Wolf Gang?"
"It’s nothing, just a small matter." Nathalie Quinlan leaned against the back of the chair, reached out to pick up the cup, and took a sip of coffee.
Too bitter.
Also very stuffy.
She only took a small sip, frowned, put the cup back down, and looked up at Violetta Hoffman, "... I came for a little matter."
"What matter?" Violetta Hoffman looked at her curiously, probing further.
Nathalie Quinlan moved the coffee cup aside, raised her eyes, and met her gaze, speaking unhurriedly, "I came to participate in an assessment."
"Participate in an assessment? What kind of assessment?"
Inderia doesn’t have many things that use the word ’assessment,’ she reacted quickly, slapping the table and standing up: "Oh shit, the assessment you’re talking about at The First Research Institute?! You’re going to participate in The First Researc..."
She hadn’t finished speaking, and people around were already looking their way.
Nathalie Quinlan, with a headache, told her to lower her voice.
Violetta Hoffman finally realized her voice was too loud, closed her mouth, sat back down, and stared unblinkingly at the girl’s face with her peach blossom eyes.
Her expression changed unpredictably.
After a long time.
She seemed to have digested the explosive news and slightly calmed down, "Why do you suddenly want to participate in The First Research Institute’s assessment?"
Nathalie Quinlan slightly smiled, but didn’t speak.
She immediately raised her hand, stopping the girl from speaking, "Forget it, don’t answer me, just pretend I didn’t ask that question."
Violetta Hoffman murmured a few words to herself, slightly composed, and looked at the girl again, this time more seriously than before, "You finally figured out you want to get into The First Research Institute! I told you earlier, your talent in weapon manufacturing is wasted if you don’t come to The First Research Institute of Independent island, but you weren’t interested at all, leaving me helpless, and I could only give you two professional books to read..."
She herself is part of The First Research Institute, and holds a high position there, considered a leading figure among the younger generation.
Her joining Black Mandala was purely accidental.
Back then, she was only thirty, already in charge of the third-level experiments at The First Research Institute.
The enormous success was accompanied by endless emptiness.
Research-oriented people tend to develop a strong sense of detachment, as if they transcend the ordinary.
After achieving huge results, they also feel superior in intelligence, feeling out of touch with the world.
Violetta Hoffman started playing online back then; she used a small account and accidentally joined Black Mandala.
Then she met Nathalie Quinlan.
Recalling past events, she couldn’t help but look at the girl sitting opposite her again; even though it had been two or three years, she still felt a face slap whenever she thought about it...
She thought of herself as having exceptional intelligence.
Until she met a real genius.
Being crushed by the genius in terms of intelligence.