Jay swallowed hard and lifted his head.


    He pointed to Yvette, who was sitting, and asked in a shaky, stunned voice, “Marcus, how many methods can be used to verify Experiment No. 1?”


    Marcus, his face serious, held up three fingers. “Three. After five years of repeated experiments, we’ve determined there are only three methods.”


    Jay wiped the sweat from his brow and shook his head. “No, Marcus, there are five.”


    Marcus stood frozen, looking at the excited expression on Jay’s face.


    He seemed to have guessed what was going on, and the thought made him feel disoriented.


    “In just half an hour, Siren came up with two more methods?” asked Marcus.


    Jay looked into Marcus’s eyes, blinked, and swallowed again.


    Then he replied, “Yes, at first it was just one, but then during the experiment, another method was discovered.”


    Marcus suddenly turned his head, looking at Yvette, who sat with her legs crossed, calmly sipping water.


    He finally understood what James meant when he said, “Some people are just born gifted.”


    He and Jay were regarded as geniuses out of reach.


    But today, he truly grasped the meaning of an unmatched genius.


    Completing an experiment in half an hour was already an incredible feat.


    Discovering new methods during the experiment and actually seeding was terrifying.


    to recruit Yvette, even Marcus finally understood why the director had gone to such great lengths considering dropping everything to fly to Seacrity.


    He used to think the effort was excessive, but now he realized how shortsighted he had been.


    Any remaining doubts Marcus had about Yvette being Siren vanishedpletely.


    If he had been even slightly unsure before, now he was 100% convinced.


    James overheard their conversation.


    He knew that the news of five solutions to Experiment No. I would surely create quite a stir in the physiesmunity.


    Yvette took another sip of water, her throat slightly hoarse. She pressed her lips together and said in a t tone, “Let’s go.”


    James said, “No rush. There’s still half an hour left. You can rest a bit.”


    Yvette stood up. “No need. I’d rather get it over with. Jeremiah’s waiting for at for dinner.”


    F Nghe had it been ft with a wave of affection. “Alright the?


    James if he Jay, seeing them about to leave, hurried to stop them, asking, “Mr. Owens, Siren, what are you two going to do now?”


    James paused for a moment before waving his hand.


    Then he said, “Nothing major. I wanted Yvette to take some time to go over a few problems with the students. Those outside the coreb aren’t convinced of her abilities, so they made a bet. They pose the questions, and Yvette answers.”


    Jay, remembering how Yvette had calmly and effortlessly conducted the experiment earlier, felt a pang of sympathy for the students outside.


    He could already foresee their brutal defeat.


    He thought, ‘Who could they possibly challenge? Of all people, they chose this master? Clearly, they’ve grown toofortable and are now seeking excitement.


    Jay’s eyes sparkled with curiosity. Missing this would be a blow to his gossip–loving soul.


    He said, “Mr. Owens, I’m free too. Mind if Ie along?”


    Marcus, standing beside him, said nothing, but his interest was obvious.


    Yvette didn’t care. “Sure, if you want to watch,” she said, before heading out the door.


    Jay eagerly followed, with Marcus close behind.


    In the outerb, a test paper consisting of twenty questions was created.


    Ryan’s question was rtively standard and simple, but the others were clearly designed to be tricky, intentionally difficult.


    Another person’s question was also quite standard: it was Spencer, who had made the bet with Yvette.


    He had meticulously organized the tough questions that had troubled him for a long time.


    He had a feeling that if he didn’t take this seriously, he might regret itter.


    So, unlike the others who merely wanted to make things difficult for Yvette, he included a question that posed a real challenge.


    Led by Yvette, the group of four returned to the outerb.


    As the door opened, the people who had been writing papers or conducting experiments immediately paused what they were doing.


    When they saw two more people had entered–and realized who they were–everyone was stunned.


    They were puzzled about why the coreb members were present.


    Though they shared the sameb space, core members were elusive and rarely


    Each of them was extremely busy.


    The statuses of Jay and Marcus were unmatched. seen.


    Every newb member hoped to be mentored by them, but they had only taken on a handful of students.


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    They watched in disbelief as Jay personally fetched a soft chair for Yvette.


    Even more shocking was that the ever–stoic and stern Marcus quietly went to the coffee station, poured a ss of orange juice, and ced it on the desk next to Yvette,


    As the situation escted into new levels of shock, the outerb members were left in a state of numbness.


    Yvette sat down on the chair, propping her chin on her hand.


    She scanned the room with her bright eyes filled with coldness, radiating an intimidating aura.


    Jay and Marcus, wearing serious expressions, stood behind her, sending a chill down everyone’s spine.


    Those who didn’t know better might mistake Yvette for a mob boss.


    The one person most familiar with this scene was Ryan.


    A few months ago, at Sky Nimbus, Yvette had behaved the same way, resulting in Daniel fainting from anger and suffering a concussion.


    With him done for, the Brooks family copsed ove James took a seat as well, addressing the dazed crowd. “Are the questions ready?”


    The girl with sses stepped forward. “Mr. Owens, yes. Each of us wrote one question, adding up to twenty in total. These are all challenging problems we’ve gathered from our daily studies.”


    Yvette smirked slightly, cutting straight to the point. “The test paper.”


    Not a word more was said.


    Spencer stepped forward, slightly pausing at Yvette’s rxed demeanor.


    Then he said, “Ms. Zeller, we’ve all agreed that there’s no time limit for this test. Take as long as you


    With that, he handed the paper to Yvette.


    Jay took it and nced at it, with Marcus also peeking over.


    The more Jay looked, the angrier he got. need.”


    He thought, ‘This isn’t a test. It is clearly designed to be difficult. To answer all the questions will require mastery not only in physics but also in chemistry, biology, and more. Only two questions are reasonable. I knew these students were resistant to having Yvette as their teacher, but I didn’t expect them to disy such ack of basic decency.


    With a cold snort, Jay passed the paper to Marcus.


    Then he said with a stern face, “Are these supposed to be physics questions? Only two or three are rted to physics. What are the rest?”


    Marcus, having also read the paper, shared the same sentiment.


    These questions werepletely outside the scope.


    James took a nce at the paper, feeling disappointed.


    This was clearly a set of questions designed to trip someone up, not a real test of ability.


    The students hadn’t heeded his earlier advice after all.


    He said nothing, handing the paper to Yvette. “Take a look at this. You can choose not to answer the questions. This test is meaningless.”


    Yvette gave the paper a quick look, her expression unchanged, as if everything was under her control.


    A faint smile tugged at the corner of her lips.