Life Dungeon Game

Upon hearing He Ao's question, Saran replied somewhat reservedly,

"I conduct research on childhood diseases within the group, and influenced by you... I have done some research on the morbidity rate and possible diseases of homeless children."

“Yesterday, our R&D director said that there would be a charity dinner at the group’s charity foundation today, so he asked me to come and explain to everyone the disease problems that homeless children are currently facing.”

"Well done."

He Ao laughed.

Jess's private foundation also aims to help homeless children.

In a sense, Saran did indeed inherit some of Jayce's mantle.

"hey-hey."

Salan scratched his head after receiving He'ao's praise.

At this moment, she

It felt like I was back in my carefree student days.

After a while, she seemed to remember something, looked at He Ao, and asked softly with some confusion, "Professor, what are you doing here?"

She looked at He Ao's dress. "Are you here for the banquet?"

Jess rarely attended such lavish dinners before. When he needed to donate money, he would usually just write a check and wouldn't waste time at places like this.

Moreover, 'Jace' has been 'missing' for a long time due to mental health issues.

Meeting her missing teacher at a charity gala that her teacher had never attended before filled Saran with confusion and surprise. This was also why, when she first saw He Ao, although he seemed very familiar, she was not sure.

"I came with my sister."

He Ao's gaze swept across the noisy dance floor.

Sometime later, Hai Xi was no longer on the dance floor, and the other person who had been there had also disappeared.

He Ao narrowed his eyes and looked away.

"Professor, you have a younger sister?"

Saran blinked.

She knew that Jess was an only child.

"She's not my biological sister."

He Ao smiled and shook his head.

"Oh oh oh."

Saran nodded quickly.

“By the way,” He Ao’s gaze fell on Saran’s white lab coat, “does Huiermei have many projects related to biological genes?”

"It doesn't seem like there are many,"

Saran looked at his teacher, wondering why his teacher was asking this.

But she quickly realized that her teacher had been missing for so many years, and most of the projects he had taken on before must have fallen through. And someone like her teacher, an academic fanatic, probably wouldn't have the patience for that.

Asking yourself about the project likely means inquiring about the recent market situation and whether the Huierme Medical Consortium has any projects that require collaboration.

Jess's academic talent and achievements are undeniable. The deeper Saran delves into the field of scientific research, the more he realizes how terrifying his teacher's talent is.

Saran and his fellow students who had studied under Jess all agreed that the reason Jess hadn't been promoted to full professor was because at Whitland University, only department heads could be professors, and Jess wasn't qualified enough.

Another point is that Jess doesn't care about these empty titles. Even when he was being considered for the associate professor position, he went through the motions several times before actually participating.

Even after disappearing for so many years, Waitland University still retained Jess's title of associate professor and his laboratory, which demonstrates Jess's academic strength.

After thinking about this for a moment, Saran continued,

"Recently, the group has not had any major biological or genetic projects. However, in the past few days, the group has transferred some biological and genetic researchers. Several of my colleagues have been transferred and seem to have joined some new projects."

"But this project seems to be classified. Under normal circumstances, the group would not seek cooperation with universities to develop such classified projects unless the group really has no ability to develop them."

At this point, Saran's tone slowed down, as if he felt a little guilty for not being able to help his teacher.

"it's okay no problem,"

He Ao smiled and shook his head, "I'm just asking, I probably won't be starting the experiment anytime soon."

“Oh!” Saran looked at Heo’s face and nodded. “You’ve just recovered and definitely need to rest.”

one time."

At this moment, she seemed to remember something, "If you wait for a while, the group might need to trouble you, because I heard from the senior members of the project team that the group had done a confidential biological gene-related project before, but it failed."

"Your senior told you that? When was that?"

He picked up a piece of apple, put it in his mouth, and casually asked.

"It was about six years ago, before I graduated."

Saran blinked and recalled, "It's said that they worked on it for two or three years without success, and in the end they had to disband the research team."

More than six years ago, around the time the old professor was murdered and Jess sold all the data to the mysterious man.

What are you two talking about?

A woman's voice, tinged with laughter, came from behind He Ao.

Hai Xi walked out from behind He Ao, carrying a crystal glass filled with orange-yellow liquor, and pulled up a chair to sit next to He Ao.

Saran glanced at the slender and graceful Haixi and suddenly became a little reserved. She usually spent most of her time doing experiments and giving academic presentations, and rarely participated in this kind of social activity.

“This is my former student, Saran,”

He looked up, pointed at Saran, then at Haixi, and introduced the two to each other, "This is my sister Haixi."

“Professor,” Saran glanced at Heo and whispered, “your sister is so pretty.”

"Thank you."

Hai Xi gave a slight smile to herself.

This kind of unadorned, pure praise is more likely to please people.

She looked at Saran and said, "Little sister, you're very pretty too. If you dressed up, you'd be a stunning beauty."

Saran had never experienced such a scene before, and his face flushed slightly as he didn't know how to respond for a moment.

Just then, her bracelet vibrated. She glanced at it and quickly stood up. "Professor, Miss Haixi, the banquet is about to begin. I'll go prepare my speech."

"Go."

He Ao waved goodbye to her.

"Is this really your student?"

Watching Saran hurry towards the podium in the hall, Hai Xi took a sip of her drink and said with a smile, "You really can meet your student here?"

"I never expected to meet her."

He smiled and chewed on the apple.

He had originally planned to see if he could find some time to go out and observe the structure of the Huiermei Building, and see if he could 'bump into' a student, but he didn't expect to meet Saran directly at the banquet.

"She just called you 'Professor'?"

Hai Xi watched as people returned to their tables one by one, then smiled and glanced back at He Ao, "You wouldn't happen to be a professor at some university, would you?"

"Associate Professor."

He replied slowly.

"That's a professor too. I never imagined I'd be collaborating with one,"

Hai Xi gently bit the rim of the wine glass with her pearly white teeth, slowly pouring the orange-yellow liquid into her mouth. "Shouldn't you all be spending all your time in the lab, or giving speeches in some beautifully decorated and magnificent hall?"

"Um······"

He thought for a moment and laughed, "That was the case for a while, but most of the time I was sitting in the office or the lab, losing hair while looking at unfinished papers."

"Professors like you..."

Will there be any worries?

Hai Xi called out to the waiter and took two glasses of wine from the waiter's tray.

She handed He Ao a glass of wine, "Would you like something to drink?"

He Ao accepted the wine.

Jess rarely drinks, but that doesn't mean he can't drink.

"Actually, when I was a child, I always thought that I would go to college when I grew up."

Hai Xi sat next to He Ao, watching the host on stage, gently swirling her wine glass.

"and after."

He Ao took a sip of his drink and asked in a low voice.

"Later, I opened the Jungle Bar."

Hai Xi downed the liquor in her glass in one gulp, leaned back in her chair, and stared at the podium. "The dinner is beginning."

The waiters began serving the main courses to the people seated at the tables.

Finally, those who lingered on the dance floor returned to their dining tables.

He Ao also turned his attention to the podium.

As people picked up their cutlery, a presentation began on the stage.

The host first made some polite remarks, and then the first segment was Saran's report.

The girl was a little nervous at first, but after seeing He Ao's encouraging look, she mustered up her courage and delivered the report fluently.

She detailed a range of diseases that children are prone to, and demonstrated the morbidity and mortality rates of homeless children in situations where there are insufficient vaccines, food, and safe shelter.

For these homeless children, even a severe cold could very well be fatal.

As she recounted the story, some of the elegantly dressed ladies in the banquet hall even covered their faces and burst into tears.

Hai Xi leaned over and whispered praise in He Ao's ear, "Your student is very capable; he really did the research."