Perhaps it was because she had just had a good sleep, her spirit was high, and her deep black eyes shimmered with a gentle glow, making one's heart itch.
Shen You'an's eyes lit up instantly, the corners of her mouth unconsciously lifted.
"You're awake."
Liu Runxi crouched down beside her on the carpet and glanced at the scratch paper under her pen.
"Are you calculating the field intensity calibration? I'll help you."
Shen You'an finished drinking water and nodded with a smile, "Sure, things are more efficient with you around."
"By the way, Liu Runxi." Shen You'an rummaged through a pile of scratch paper and found a stack of clean draft paper, "It turns out that under low-speed and weak fields, higher-order terms can be ignored. I mistakenly retained one more term before, causing the results to diverge. Now, this curvature scalar is twice the critical value, meeting the necessary condition for wormhole stability."
