fictionpage Chapter 485 Exam Paper Without Questions
Chapter 485 Exam Paper Without Questions
The basement was completely full, with boxes of materials stacked from the corners to the ceiling.
After all the materials were collected, Song He drove his subordinates out of the basement and worked alone behind closed doors.
Just do one thing, change the label!
The newly delivered materials, bottles and jars are all labeled with clear text and the format is meticulous.
What he has to do is to tear off the text label and replace it with a numerical label. Instead of writing the name of the item, only the number, material properties and precautions are written.
There are two reasons for this.
The first is to strengthen confidentiality and prevent laboratory members from knowing the final formula. The formula is extremely valuable, and there are dozens of team members, so it is impossible to trust them all.
The second is auxiliary calculation. Song He sets related raw materials with similar numbers. For example, if Liquid No. 60 is slightly effective, team members can try Liquid No. 61 or 63, which will have a greater probability of success.
After all the labels were changed, Song He opened the door, and a group of people in white coats filed in, each picking a can of materials and carrying it out for experiments.
"There will be no rest time from today, let's work hard!" Song He shouted.
"I understand, boss!" Dozens of people agreed loudly, like an army of scientific researchers!
In the next ten days, all team members barely left the laboratory, risking their lives!
We called for takeout for all three meals. At first, a team of bicycle riders came to deliver the food. After a few days, it was simply replaced by a canteen catering tricycle, which directly loaded a truckload of takeout.
Only a dozen or so people go back to the dormitory at night, often because their heads are too oily and they have to go back and take a shower. Others slept collectively on the third floor, where dozens of folding cots were lined up. People kept lying on them to sleep after get off work, and people kept waking up and getting up to go to work.
The snoring continued one after another, and Song He gave everyone earplugs and eye masks to ensure everyone's sleep quality.
The experimental materials used every day pile up like a mountain. Just the paper boxes of various reagents will fill the large trash can at the entrance of the laboratory building six times from morning to night. Fortunately, there are garbage trucks patrolling the military industry town, and they will fill up every hour. Empty the trash can in one pass, saving the scientific research team a lot of trouble.
In the blink of an eye, ten days passed!
After ten days of hard work day and night, everyone looked haggard and haggard!
There were several girls in the team whose menstrual periods were disrupted. They went to work to perform craniotomy on monkeys despite the pain. Their faces were even more uncomfortable than the monkeys on the operating table. After the operation, they immediately ran to the toilet.
For some unknown reason, the boys began to suffer from collective gastrointestinal discomfort. Some were constipated and others had diarrhea. From time to time, painful howls came from the toilet, which were even worse than the experimental monkeys on the third floor.
The experimental building was equipped with only two small toilets, which were not enough. Many people were forced to go to Yu Anbang's explosives laboratory across the street to use the toilet.
Everyone looked weak due to the high-intensity work, but only one person looked as good as ever.
Song He.
He will be full of energy after sleeping for an hour every day. When he is really tired, he will take an extra 20 minutes of nap. When he wakes up, he will be full of blood and blue. He has a completely iron-clad body!
In order not to scare everyone, he would go to the top floor and lie down for a while, close his eyes and pretend to sleep, but in fact he was processing the data he had just read in his mind, doing mental calculations like crazy.
No one noticed for the first few days, but then the team members suddenly discovered that the boss looked ridiculously good and seemed to have a short amount of sleep, so they couldn't help but mutter:
"Comrades, I have a serious question. Is the boss human?"
"It's not like that. He spent at least 16 hours looking at data sheets yesterday! Damn, 16 hours of elementary school math problems would exhaust me to death!"
"The boss doesn't seem to sleep at all. He often goes upstairs to lie down for a short while, but does lying down for a few minutes help?"
"So you can understand why the boss is the boss. He can crush us all in terms of intelligence, knowledge, physical strength, and appearance!"
"I feel that instead of wasting time on slicing monkey brains, we might as well catch the boss and slice them for research. We will definitely have a breakthrough!"
As the experiment progressed, the data paper on the wall became thicker and thicker, and it could no longer be pasted.
On the morning of the 11th day, Song He sat in front of the computer and quickly printed out a set of math papers. He printed dozens of them in succession, held them in his arms and handed them out while walking, and gave one to everyone.
"Find some time in the morning to finish it. If you don't get a bonus, don't copy it!" he warned while handing out the papers.
Throughout the morning, the team members took advantage of their work breaks to work on the math paper.
The paper was quite weird. It gave a bunch of messy data, but... no questions!
Everyone looked confused and scratched their heads crazily with pens.
"What does this paper ask me to do?"
"No, there's no question? If you don't give me a question, why don't I make a trade fair?"
"Brain teasers, IQ test questions, secret codes?"
"Looking in a row? You see, some of the numbers are the same. Can three identical numbers be eliminated if they are connected together?"
"Is it possible that you are a genius?"
At noon, the food delivery truck came, and someone shouted. Everyone went downstairs to receive the meal with papers in hand. They handed the test papers to the boss with one hand and took the takeaway food with the other and gathered together to eat.
Song He quickly flipped through the test papers he had received. Most of the papers were white. Some of the papers had some manipulations. He couldn't help but laugh and laugh, and he couldn't help but complain:
"Who drew this Lian Lian Kan?"
"Draw a little tortoise on the paper, right? Have you just entered kindergarten?"
"There are also poets. We also have poets in our laboratory!"
Every time Song He made a complaint, the people in white coats eating would burst into laughter.
After laughing, someone asked a serious question:
"Boss, this paper only has data and no questions? What should we do?"
There was a sudden chorus of agreement, and everyone slowed down their eating speed and stared at Song He with blinking eyes.
Song He smiled and said nothing and continued to flip through the test papers quickly.
Finally, when he turned to one of the papers, he stopped and raised the paper to examine it.
Unlike other papers, this paper is filled to the brim with ink that almost fills all the blank spaces.
"Lou Jinghui's test paper is worthy of being a math student from Tsinghua University and Princeton!" Song He passed the test paper to everyone eating, "Look at the talent of Team Leader Lou!"
The paper was quickly passed around, and those who got it exclaimed "Oh" when they took one look at it, and then looked at Lou Jinghui in the corner with shocked eyes.
"What does this paper mean? The data paper on the data wall has this look and feel. There is only data and no questions." Song He glanced at everyone and explained, "There is no general direction or prompts, just pure data."
"As long as a person's mathematical sense is keen enough, he can detect the boundaries between numbers. Some numbers are of the same type, some are not, and some data are related."
"What do you think I am doing by analyzing the data wall? It is to summarize patterns from the messy data and then conduct predictive analysis!"
"Lou Jinghui, you will work with me to build the data wall this afternoon." Song He finished turning over the last test paper, "There are too many data sheets, I can't handle it alone!"
"Understood!" Lou Jinghui agreed simply.
Lou Jinghui picked up the rice quickly. He didn't know at this moment that this would be the last meal he would eat in the next three days.