Chapter 62 The Youngest Academician
The two tried to avoid the materials on the ground and walked to the table. Yu Miaomiao then took out the mutated herbs from her space, and the table was quickly filled with them. She then picked an empty space and piled the remaining herbs on the ground as well.
The mutated chicken claw-shaped Coptis chinensis accounts for 80%, and the mutated ginseng accounts for 20%. The two have different medicinal values and are not as easy to find. She wouldn't be foolish enough to rashly take out a large amount of mutated ginseng and arouse suspicion.
The haystack, piled up like a small mountain and half a head taller than her, completely concealed her within the pile of herbs.
"Academician Ye, the computer is probably beyond saving. What should we do? The mission is going to fail."
Yu Miaomiao turned around at the sound and saw a person rushing into the office, his tone full of anxiety.
The linguist chimed in, "Holy crap! Where did this come from?"
The man who had been calculating finally looked up at the direction the newcomer was pointing, a hint of shock flashing in his eyes.
"Just now, someone came to complete a mission. They left their stuff and then left?"
Ye Jian was so focused on her work that she didn't notice what the two were doing, and at this moment she didn't even see the two people who were blocked behind her.
"Um, excuse me, we're right here."
Yu Miaomiao quickly poked her head out from behind the pile of herbs to indicate that she was still there. She hadn't received her Asian Crystal yet, so how could she leave?
She finally got a good look at the man sitting on the ground. He looked to be in his early thirties. If it weren't for his stubble, he would have been a refined and cultured man.
Even now, with his stubble, his deep pupils and high nose bridge, framed by gold-rimmed glasses, still create a perfect face.
But it looks somewhat familiar.
"Did the two of you bring all of these?"
The man's question interrupted Yu Miaomiao's observation of the man in the white coat. Seeing Yu Miaomiao nod, he added, "Hello, I am in charge of herb recycling. I am a pharmaceutical researcher at our institute. My name is Hang Song."
This is Ye Jian, the youngest academician in our research institute.
Before Yu Miaomiao could speak, Hang Song began to manually check the types of herbs and medicines. He found that Yu Miaomiao had already sorted and arranged them, and nodded repeatedly with an undisguised smile on his face.
"Not bad, this is a mutated chicken claw coptis. I've never seen it so fresh before, it looks like it was just dug out of the ground."
"Because my sister is a space-type user, of course she's well-preserved."
Xu Nan answered with a hint of pride. Although she had never picked herbs before, she knew the mission details. After accepting the mission, each member of the team would receive a mission notification.
She assumed that her sisters were worried about her, which was why they didn't take her to dig for medicinal herbs.
Hang Song was even more surprised when he heard this, "Space system, no wonder, I was wondering how he could achieve such a fresh state."
"Do you think we should accept all of these? When can we collect the sub-crystals?"
"The base has been short of medicine recently, and these herbs have arrived at just the right time. Of course, we need them all, but there are too many, and it will take some time for the sub-crystals to distribute them."
Hang Song scratched his head, somewhat embarrassed, and said.
He was only responsible for confirming the varieties and counting the quantities; everything else was approved and issued by the higher-level departments.
Although not as fast-acting as Western medicine, the mutated herbal medicine developed by the research institute has also shown good results thanks to the unremitting efforts of the staff.
The quantity is limited, and the fact that so many are available at once is excellent news for the entire underground city of the base.
The conversation between the three seemed to interrupt the thoughts of the man sitting on the ground.
He simply stood up and left the office.
Hang Song watched Ye Jian leave without saying a word, stuck out his tongue, and thought to himself that he had gotten too excited and was so engrossed in chatting that he had probably disturbed Ye Jian's work and made him leave in a huff.
"We'll trouble you to tally the quantities for us, then we won't bother you any longer. We should be able to see the quantities and the number of sub-crystals exchanged in the mission system later, right?"
Not wanting to linger, Yu Miaomiao had handed in her task and should go back to rest. She had been working non-stop these past few days and had almost forgotten what it felt like to give up.
"The base system has been experiencing problems recently. Several mainframes in the server room were damaged in the earthquake, which will delay data synchronization. But don't worry, our research institute never makes empty promises. We will issue you the sub-crystals as soon as order is restored."
The institute's most pressing issue right now is that the mainframe was smashed in the earthquake, causing irreparable damage.
The number of usable computers in the base is decreasing, and although many computing tasks can be completed manually, they take tens or even hundreds of times longer.
Upon realizing this, Hang Song clutched his chest, filled with worry.
Seeing Hang Song's serious expression, Yu Miaomiao couldn't help but ask, "Thank you for your hard work. Can the computer be repaired?"
"It's beyond repair, it's shattered into pieces. Have you seen the research institute's next task? It's to recycle computers."
Hang Song felt heartbroken whenever he thought of the shattered computer mainframe, which contained all their experimental data since the beginning of the Cataclysmic Era.
Although paper records are still kept, the data archives can be analyzed in real time, which greatly helps to improve experimental efficiency.
The next task is to recycle computers? Yu Miaomiao remembered that she still had many in her space, so she decided to stop by the task hall on her way back to see how much the reward was and whether it was worth accepting.
The new gun in the store recently went on sale, and she wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to buy it.
In addition, when I went to participate in the rescue yesterday, I saw new drought-resistant plant seeds displayed in the mall window. Considering that we will be facing extreme heat soon, it is necessary to buy some seeds to replace the ordinary vegetables in the yard.
"I won't disturb your work any longer."
After saying goodbye to Hang Song, Yu Miaomiao pulled Xu Nanwei out of the research institute. Xu Nanwei tilted her head to observe Yu Miaomiao's expression, "Sister, do you want to take on the task of retrieving the computer?"
How did you know?
"I saw a laptop on my sister's desk. You only use it to play games and can't do anything else with it, so it should be donated to the country so that it can be used to its fullest potential."
Yu Miaomiao covered her face and chuckled. This child, knowing too much isn't necessarily a good thing; she's even teasing her with a straight face now.
"Don't say bad things about me to my face in the future."
"Huh? I didn't say anything bad about you, sister?"
"You clearly said all I do is play video games!"
"Isn't that the truth?"
"Okay, that's true, but you can't say it to my face. Don't I have any pride?"
The two chatted and laughed all the way until they reached the mission hall. As soon as they pushed open the door, they saw Li Yi's pale face again.
It was such a coincidence that we ran into the ferryman while crossing the river.