I put you in charge of those rebellious female soldiers, how come they all became top special forces

After the introduction, Xu Jiaming adjusted his glasses and asked a question.

"Instructor Chen, what are your thoughts on our current plan?"

Everyone present understood the meaning behind his words.

What are your thoughts?

Zhou Jingtang naturally understood the implication in his student's words. Although he was dissatisfied, he didn't say anything.

After all, he didn't support a soldier coming to the laboratory.

In the eyes of these people who have spent their entire lives in the laboratory, bringing a rough man who only knows how to fight into the laboratory is somewhat of a tarnish to the sanctity of the laboratory.

Moreover, it's said that Chen Zheng got the position through connections, which made them even more unhappy.

However, Chen Zheng did not rush to answer.

He slowly walked to the lab bench and glanced down at a data report spread out on it.

Xu Jiaming's expression changed slightly.

The report contained classified data and was absolutely confidential to outsiders who were not directly involved in the experiment.

Although Chen Zheng was not within the scope of confidentiality, due to his distrust of Chen Zheng, he still subconsciously reached out to close the report.

Chen Zheng glanced at it, took a step back, and then said something.

"In your second set of data, the mass-to-charge ratio of the indole ring shifted by 0.3 units. Is this error a problem with the instrument calibration, or does the sample itself contain isomers?"

His voice was soft, and his tone was flat.

But as soon as the words left his mouth, the atmosphere in the laboratory subtly changed.

Xu Jiaming was stunned.

It's not because the question is particularly pointed.

Rather, it was because this issue was precisely the core point of contention that their group had been debating for two days without reaching a conclusion.

Zhou Jingtang argued that the systematic error was caused by instrument drift, while Fang Zhiyuan insisted that it was due to the presence of unseparated isomers in the sample.

The two old men argued about this for a long time, and almost slammed their fists on the table.

A soldier with no academic background, who didn't seem like someone who could do research, pointed out the problem after just one glance at the report?

Xu Jiaming's pupils involuntarily contracted.

But he quickly suppressed his surprise, gave a cold laugh, and adjusted his expression.

"Instructor Chen."

"I understand your curiosity about scientific research, but these things involve the intersection of polymer pharmacology and biochemistry, and cannot be judged by common sense."

As he spoke, he paused for a moment and adjusted his glasses.

"Everyone has their own expertise. You should focus on leading troops. Leave the research to us professionals."

"We'll discuss the research results you requested after our research is completed."

That's not a rude remark.

The wording is also quite elegant.

But everyone present could hear the contempt in his words.

The meaning is quite obvious.

What do you know, you're just a soldier?

The laboratory fell silent immediately.

Even Zhou Jingtang couldn't stand it anymore.

No matter what, they were sent by the military.

Although I don't know why he was sent here or what he's here for, I can't really offend him out of respect for the monk.

A female graduate student with a ponytail next to her lowered her head.

Her name is Shen Ling, she is twenty-three or twenty-four years old, has a pretty face, and is Fang Zhiyuan's student.

At that moment, she was writing something in her notebook with a pen. When she heard Xu Jiaming's words, her pen paused on the paper, and her brows furrowed involuntarily.

She could tell that what he said was inappropriate.

He just hasn't spoken yet.

After all, there were two senior figures present, so it was his turn to speak.

Zhou Jingtang adjusted his reading glasses, glanced between Xu Jiaming and Chen Zheng, shook his head slightly, and ultimately remained silent.

Fang Zhiyuan frowned, but remained silent.

Li Yue stood behind, her face flushed red, and she clenched her fists involuntarily.

If it weren't for the wrong location and occasion...

She really wanted to tell this pretty boy with the gold-rimmed glasses—do you know that the person in front of you can punch right through someone's chest?

The keyboard finally looked up and glanced at Xu Jiaming.

That look was calm, even carrying a hint of watching a show.

Then he walked to the side and continued playing on his phone.

Just kidding, she hasn't seen many people who provoke the instructors end up well, at least not so far.

Chen Zheng held the thermos cup, his expression unchanged.

He didn't react much to what was just said, only looked at Xu Jiaming for two seconds and said two words.

"Yeah?"

His tone was extremely flat.

Xu Jiaming was taken aback by those three words and didn't know how to respond for a moment.

Chen Zheng stopped looking at him and turned to look at Zhou Jingtang.

"Professor Zhou, may I take a look at the data on your lab bench?"

Zhou Jingtang hesitated for a moment.

Although the question you just asked was only one sentence, it really hit the nail on the head.

Anyone who asks this kind of question is definitely not an outsider.

He nodded, which could be seen as an apology for his earlier silence.

Chen Zheng walked to the lab bench, put down the thermos, and then opened the data report, looking at it page by page.

It's very fast; it only takes no more than five seconds to stay on each page.

Xu Jiaming stood two meters away, arms crossed, a dismissive smile on his lips.

How can you figure it out by flipping through it so fast?

This report alone has more than 30 pages of data tables, with hundreds of data points on each page. It would take him half an hour to read through it.

A soldier, one page in five seconds?

Do you really think scientific research is a game?

Shen Ling stood a little distance away, quietly observing Chen Zheng's expression.

She noticed a detail.

When Chen Zheng turned the page, his gaze did not sweep from left to right.

Look at the data columns first, then the notes column, and finally the conclusion.

Putting everything else aside, this reading order is correct.

Shen Ling couldn't help but feel a surge of curiosity about the man in front of her.

Chen Zheng turned the last page, closed the report, and looked up at Zhou Jingtang.

"Mr. Zhou, there's a problem with your extraction plan."

Zhou Jingtang frowned slightly.

Chen Zheng pointed to page seventeen of the report and said.

"The solvent system you are using is incorrect. The current plan uses an ethanol-water mixture for preliminary extraction, which is a normal approach."

"However, the core ingredient of Blue Dream contains a special indole alkaloid, whose solubility curve in the ethanol-water system is non-linear."

"To put it simply, once the solvent concentration reaches a certain critical point, the extraction efficiency will drop precipitously."

"No matter how much you increase the amount of solvent later, you are just wasting reagents."

The laboratory fell silent instantly.

Xu Jiaming's smile froze on his face.

Zhou Jingtang pondered for a moment, then leaned forward half a step and stared intently at Chen Zheng.

Fang Zhiyuan also stopped what he was doing and turned around.

The core issue that they debated for two days and almost caused the two professors to fall out.

The soldier in front of me, holding a thermos, spoke in less than thirty seconds.