Wade suddenly remembered a conversation he had with Hammond ages ago. Hammond had mentioned that this youngdy''s knowledge and abilities were far beyond what met the eye. At the time, Wade thought Hammond might be exaggerating.


    Now, it seemed... well, it looked like the old man hadn''t exaggerated enough.


    Mirabe looked up at Wade, who was clearly lost in thought, staring at hisputer. She raised an eyebrow, "Wade?"


    Wade snapped out of his reverie and sighed, "The method you''re using for data calction seems different from the current methods for enhancing DNA conversion rates. Did youe up with this on your own?"


    Mirabe nodded, "Pretty much. I just use whatever''s faster and more convenient, as long as the final data is urate."


    Wade''s feelings grew even moreplicated. In research, every step needs to be rigorously validated to find the most reliable method, which is then poprized to improve research efficiency.


    "So, can I borrow yourputer for a day?" Mirabe asked, her eyes fixed on Wade''sptop.


    After a brief pause, Wade asked, "Are you that sure your calctions are correct?"


    Mirabe tilted her head confidently, "Unless there''s an issue with theputer''s calction program."


    Wade''s lips twitched, "Of course not."


    He saved the data on hisputer, thought for a moment, then closed theptop and handed it to Mirabe, emphasizing, "Only for one day!"


    Mirabe took theputer, not bothering to notice Wade''s expression, and nodded, "I''ll return it by this time tomorrow."


    Wade sat back in his chair, "By the way, there''s some quantum data on myputer. Since you''re researching, you might as well analyze that too."


    Mirabe blinked, "?"


    Suddenly, theputer seemed less appealing.


    Wade had other things to attend to, and soon enough, Mirabe left the office with theptop.


    When the elevator reached the ground floor, the doors opened to reveal Meg and Calvin deep in conversation. Meg looked up and saw Mirabe in the elevator, momentarily taken aback. She hadn''t expected to see her there, especially since the elevator hade from the fifth floor-where the fellows and several professors had their offices.


    Generally, students weren''t allowed up there. Meg had only been there once, following her mentor.


    Still uneasy from an incident in theb a few days ago, Meg quickly looked away from Mirabe, not wondering why she hade down from the fifth floor.


    Mirabe nced over Mr. Calvin and Meg as she exited the elevator, without greeting them. It was as if they were strangers.


    This demeanor made Calvin, who was usually respected wherever he went, furrow his brow subconsciously. However, as Mirabe walked past, he caught a glimpse of theptop in her hands.


    Instantly, Calvin''s pupils dted. Thatptop... seemed to be Wade''s?


    Meg, who was skilled at reading facial expressions, noticed her mentor''s unusual reaction and continuous gaze on Mirabe''s departing figure, feeling inexplicably more troubled. The strength Mirabe had shown in theb a few days ago came back to her.


    Meg clenched her fingers, then casually called out, "Professor?"