Top Student: Wasteland Technology Invasion

Professor Mao collected the papers one by one, and the students in the class all looked worried.

"At first I thought Professor Mao was being lenient, but the more I worked on this question, the more something seemed off."

"That's right, there's simply not enough time, especially for the more difficult and complex questions."

"How do I derive the last Fourier series equality?"

"Don't ask me, I don't know."

Yu Jun, who had somehow gotten close to Lin Chuan, said, "I was thinking of doing a 'skipping class' like Ruan Sheng, but sigh, I'd better just listen to the lecture properly. I can't compare to these big shots! By the way, Lin Chuan, how did you do on the exam?"

"good."

"Wow, not bad. I knew you had to be really good to get into the Seeking Truth Class from the regular class..."

Yu Jun was about to say something more when a middle-aged man in his forties or fifties, wearing glasses and with a square face, strode in through the front door of the classroom.

It was Professor Du Cheng from the School of Information Science.

Professor Mao greeted him with a smile. The two clearly knew each other and started chatting in front of the classroom door.

Seeing that Professor Mao was busy chatting, and considering that he hadn't graded the papers yet and the scores were still unknown, Lin Chuan felt that there was no rush for him to "openly skip class." So he smiled and waved to Yu Jun, then turned and walked out of the classroom.

"Lin Chuan, wait a minute!"

Professor Du shrugged off Professor Mao and strode towards Lin Chuan, introducing himself: "Hello Lin Chuan, I'm Professor Du Cheng from the School of Information Science. I'd like to invite you to participate in a project at the School of Information Science. Are you interested?"

What?

Lin Chuan was stunned for a moment.

It took me two or three seconds to figure out what Professor Du meant.

School of Information Science Project...

Professor Du actually made a special trip to invite him.

Faced with such an invitation, Lin Chuan was naturally willing to accept.

You should know that he applied to the Computer Science Department of the School of Information Science and Technology for his college entrance examination, but he didn't meet the score requirement and was transferred to the School of Mathematics.

The computer science department at Yueyang University is rated A++, and is in no way inferior to Tsinghua University or Yenching University in China.

Being able to work on projects with professors from the School of Information Science and Technology in your freshman year is something many students dream of.

Most importantly, Lin Chuan can also use this opportunity to gain experience in computer science, which is a win-win situation.

Of course, this isn't without its drawbacks.

When working on projects, he inevitably has to shuttle between the School of Mathematics and the School of Information Science, which makes his time much more fragmented.

Traveling through the wasteland for two hours will become much more complicated no matter how you plan it.

October 1st is almost here, and Lin Chuan doesn't plan to go back to his hometown. He just wants to learn more about liver techniques at school or do some part-time work to earn some money.

While working on a project at the School of Information Science is generally a good thing, it may have some impact on his future plans.

Thinking this to himself, Du Cheng assumed Lin Chuan was hesitating. Considering Lu Zhiwei's request for his signature on the scholarship application form, he said, "Before coming here, I spoke with your advisor Lu Zhiwei and Director Xiang of your mathematics department. They're fine with it, so you don't need to worry about anything else. Besides, this project itself has funding, and once completed, the college will give a substantial reward, conservatively estimated at no less than 20,000 yuan, plus a school scholarship..."

Lin Chuan immediately replied, "Professor Du, I've thought it over. I'm willing to do this project."

Du Cheng thought to himself, "Just as I thought," and with mixed feelings, said, "That's great!"

Finally, he left Lin Chuan the location on the first floor, along with his and a student's phone numbers, stating that Lin Chuan could join the crew early the next morning.

The students in the Qiushi Class vaguely heard some details and pointed in the direction Professor Du had left, asking, "Was that a professor from the School of Information Science?"

"I heard that the School of Information Science is going to do some important project and has invited Lin Chuan to help."

"Just who is Lin Chuan?"

"I don't know."

Yu Jun stared wide-eyed at Lin Chuan, who had finished packing his things and was already at the classroom door.

He felt that he might have underestimated this "transfer student" who had just arrived at the Qiushi Class.

A professor from the School of Information Science invited first-year students from the School of Mathematics to participate in a project.

When has the Seeking Truth Class ever had such a precedent?

……

What his classmates thought was none of Lin Chuan's business; all he knew was that he had to do a good job with the School of Information Science project.

The project rewards and scholarships combined amount to tens of thousands of yuan.

For students from well-off families, tens of thousands of yuan is not a lot of money.

But for Lin Chuan, who only has a thousand yuan left on his card and has to subsidize the wasteland world from time to time, tens of thousands of yuan is a huge sum of money.

With the loan application almost approved, he was finally out of the economic crisis in the short term.

After finishing "Mathematical Analysis II", Lin Chuan had no other classes in the morning.

Seeing the students relaxing in twos and threes on campus, Lin Chuan wanted to join them, but he had important things to do in the wasteland world, so he eventually gave up the idea of ​​resting.

This system requires both grinding and spending money.

"I haven't earned a penny, and my living expenses are almost gone!"

"Who knows when we'll be able to enjoy this blissful life..."

While grumbling like this, Lin Chuan carried the drone's portable case, found a secluded spot, and activated his skill: Interdimensional Travel.

[Time Travel Countdown: 8:00:00 (Wasteland Countdown)]

[Travel Cooldown Time: 24:00:00]

The safe house was exactly the same as before. Lin Chuan followed yesterday's procedure, opened the window, and launched the drone to continue exploring the neighborhood.

Because it is extremely difficult to operate a drone beyond visual range, Lin Chuan focused his main efforts on the two buildings opposite his window during these two explorations.

By observing the zombies near the two buildings, we can deduce the building where the safe house is located and the overall situation of the community.

Forty minutes passed quickly.

The footage captured by the action camera was not much different from yesterday's, and Lin Chuan still did not get much useful information.

Just as he was about to make a complaint, two loud "thumps" came from outside the door, making Lin Chuan's heart skip a beat.

He had become very familiar with the sounds of zombie activity over the past few days, and the sounds coming from outside the door were clearly not made by zombies.

Lin Chuan slowly leaned closer to the peephole and looked outside, almost blurting out "Holy crap!"

A woman in a white windproof jacket was standing outside. She looked to be about twenty years old, with slightly disheveled hair and a very alert look in her eyes.

"Knock knock".

The woman knocked twice more and said calmly, "I know you're in there. You've been in there for almost a month. Although the sounds you make are very faint, I can still hear some of them."

Lin Chuan frowned slightly.

The woman's words revealed a wealth of information.

If we convert time to a 1:4 ratio, it's very likely that he was targeted by a woman the very day he transmigrated.

Or perhaps the sudden disappearance of the zombies in front of the door a couple of days ago was also related to a woman.

Most importantly, he could understand everything the woman said; the wasteland world and the real world actually used the same language!

Lin Chuan remained silent, but the woman outside the door continued, "I don't intend to force my way in. I just want to ask if you have any antibiotics. My sister has had a fever for three days, and I've searched many rooms but haven't found any suitable medication."

After a moment of silence, Lin Chuan finally spoke, "What are you going to offer in exchange?"

The climate in the wasteland world is changing, and in order to protect the safe house or open up a second anchor point, Lin Chuan needs to explore the outside world.

However, the images transmitted back by the drones in both instances did not contain any valuable information.

The woman outside seems to possess considerable strength. If Lin Chuan could obtain some information from her, it would be a good thing.

The premise is that the deal is safe enough and in his favor.