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"You went to university?" This was Levy's second point of curiosity. Whether in the CCP era or the post-Soviet era, it seemed that university wasn't for just anyone. It wasn't just about the tuition fees, but also the tests of learning ability and self-discipline—what? You say there are a large number of new students enrolling every year? There are many universities?

What a joke! Is going to college the same as just getting by in college?

Let alone completing the expected improvements a university student should have, you could probably find one out of ten who even meets the minimum requirements of the curriculum. Even then, they would only be half-finished products.

"No, I can't pass the exam." Upon hearing this, the guard's face darkened. Are you deliberately trying to rub salt in the wound?

In Kazdel, no, I should say in Terra, everyone knows that getting into Kazdel National University basically guarantees you a place among the elite. No matter which country or corporation you go to, you'll be a mid-level or core technical talent.

Of course, the difficulty of the exam... was also extremely difficult. As for the other colleges, apart from the Aviation Sorcerer University, whose scores and requirements were slightly lower, since it was limited to sorcerer talents, the others were even harder to get into than comprehensive universities.

"Yes, that's normal. There's no need to be ashamed of it, because with your intelligence, it's indeed very difficult." This was the first time Levi had agreed with someone else's opinion. This brute didn't seem very smart, so it was normal for him not to get into university.

Conversely, this also means that the colleges here are not just opportunists; at the very least, they have certain requirements regarding the quality of their students and their academic performance.

"The research institute and college have checked, but there are no relevant records. Did this guy smuggle himself in?"

"How did such a huge thing manage to smuggle itself in?" It might be possible if it were just one person, but what about such a large laboratory?

"Who knows? But this matter is no longer under our jurisdiction; the Ministry of Internal Affairs has taken over."

"Hmm?" Levi's expression turned a little strange. The Ministry of Internal Affairs—that name sounded a bit ominous. He hoped it wasn't the kind of Ministry of Internal Affairs he was familiar with.

"Wait a minute, the research base wants us to take the people over first. They said that the sealed samples and equipment have been preliminarily analyzed, and it seems there are some problems."

"Hmm?" Levi's expression froze for a moment. So quickly? Had he underestimated the academic level here? Yes, that must be it. After all, those massive metal and steel creations had already proven their expertise in basic science.

To be honest, he was a little excited to be in contact with outstanding local scholars, especially those who could understand his research project so quickly. Don't think that scientists like Levy are cold and unapproachable; in reality, they just don't know how to communicate with idiots.

Levi was once again crammed into an armored vehicle and headed towards the research base. Not far from the base, an agricultural land-based vessel was undergoing maintenance. This was a mobile water purification vessel responsible for extracting groundwater and mining ice, purifying it, and then supplying water to various irrigation stations and living areas.

"Nuclear-powered?"

"I don't know," Levi said with a mocking smile, but his next sentence was, "I heard it's some kind of fusion, but I don't understand." "..." The mocking smile froze instantly.

As a scholar with a background in nuclear physicism, it's impossible to say that I haven't researched fusion reactions. The Soviet Union studied fusion theory more than once; for example, the Tokamak is an abbreviation of a theory proposed by the Soviet Union.

So, he certainly knew how difficult it was to ignite the flame of fusion, and now there was a usable fusion reactor shining brightly here. Hmm, judging by its appearance, it seemed to be a commercial reactor. Levy's fingers began to twitch—he really wanted to take it apart and see!

Inside the research base, Levi's equipment and samples were all stored, along with a large amount of Russian materials, which were also translated. His computer storage was also cracked. In the face of strong artificial intelligence like PRST, Levi's encryption measures were practically non-existent.

"What are all these things?" Xia Qiu, wearing glasses, gave the expression of someone who had just taken a cell phone on the subway.

To put it nicely, she has a ton of brilliant ideas; to put it bluntly, she's a highly proactive lab killer. Well, she's really talented, because even with such outdated equipment, she might not be able to produce this kind of result, but... it's too rough.

"Dr. Xia Qiu, the person you requested has been brought."

"So it's you, huh? Come and see what kind of garbage you've made!" Xia Qiu glanced at Levi and said directly, as if a teacher were grading homework, marking and drawing on Levi's documents with a red pen.

"Who is your genetics professor? Tell him he's not getting his bonus this month. What kind of nonsense is this? You're a tall, strong man of your age, and you have twelve mistakes in your paper. Do you even want to graduate?"

“I didn’t write it,” Levy said casually. He and Xia Qiu were in complete agreement, with the only difference being that he believed the paper contained only eight errors and two uncertain points.

"You didn't write it?"

“No,” Levi replied calmly. At first, he thought this little girl, who was even younger than his own daughter, was just a lab assistant, but as soon as she opened her mouth, he knew that she was a genius no less than himself.

Levy's arrogance stemmed from his talent and achievements, so he would not reveal this arrogance in front of genius scientists who were obviously more capable than himself. In fact, in front of such people, as a pure scientific researcher, his behavior could even be described as gentlemanly and elegant.

"That's good, otherwise I would definitely have written 'failing' on your graduation report and made you repeat the year!" Xia Qiu threw down the paper. "Let's put the paper aside for now, is this what you did? Where's your brain? Where's your brain? Where's your brain?"

Levy's expression immediately froze. What was going on?

"Here you go, this is the preliminary analysis report, this is the test report, this is the DNA analysis... and my analysis and improvements, and these too!" Xia Qiu slammed a stack of memory cards and a large pile of documents in front of Levi. "You have half a month to read them all, then write me a new paper and a project improvement plan, and also, a self-criticism! I'm destroying all these substandard toys of yours."

"And another thing, don't sneak off to salvage a decommissioned reactor to fix it next time. Don't you have a brain? Doing biological and genetic experiments on a reactor that's so old it's about to end up in the junkyard, do you think the neutron flux is giving you a hard time, or that your radiation shield is invincible?"

Levi was immediately captivated after just a glance at the title and the beginning of the printed material. All he wanted now was to find a quiet room and, as the doctor had suggested, spend at least half a month thoroughly studying it.

Moreover, this feeling is like finding myself back in my student days, when I was scolded mercilessly by my professor for having a few whimsical ideas.

“You made fewer mistakes than him. He made twelve mistakes, while you made only four, and they were all in very subtle places.”

“Um, Dr. Xia Qiu, he doesn’t seem to be one of our people, nor is he your student.”

"Huh? Isn't it?"

“…No, I can enroll right now.” Levi said this very sincerely. Even if he wanted to leave, he had to finish reading all those unfamiliar textbooks and materials first. “Let me reintroduce myself. I am a scholar from the CCCP, researching nuclear physics, quantum physics, and biology…”

"The CCP, hasn't it been dissolved for a long time?" Xia Qiu had a basic education from the Star Alliance, so of course he knew about the existence of the Soviet Union.

"You've heard of it too?"

"I've heard of it. It broke apart a long time ago, centuries ago."

"..." Levi was stunned. Could it be that he hadn't successfully arrived in another world, but had instead opened a time portal and arrived several centuries later? That would be... absolutely amazing!

The world centuries from now means that new knowledge developed by humankind over centuries is waiting to be embraced. For a scholar who has decided to dedicate the rest of his life to scientific research and the pursuit of truth, is there anything better than this? Of course not!

"Wait, you said you're from the CCP?" Xia Qiu paused, her expression becoming much more serious. "You guys, guard the outer gate."

"Yes! If anything happens, just shout, and we'll come in immediately. You'd better not do anything stupid!" The guard from the mountain tribe glared fiercely at Levi before walking out the gate.

"Were you also in an accident?"

“A crash? Also?” Levi was taken aback; this sounded ominous.

"Yes, there was a problem with my experiment, so..."

"Is that device still usable?"

"I suppose... yes, so you are also...?"

"Ah, no, no, no, I'm not. My father is. I was born here." Xia Qiu waved her hand. "We're practically from the same hometown, so why didn't you have a symbiote implant?"

"What symbiote?" Levi was even more confused. "How did you crash?"

"My father told me that the spaceship crashed. It got lost while taking the jump route and then crashed here."

"Wait a minute, the spaceship?" Levi asked cautiously. "You've solved the problem of the speed of light?"

"Hmm, is there a problem?" This was a big problem. As someone with expertise in multiple fields, Levi's scalp began to tingle. It was as if an electric current ran through his entire body, instantly energizing him. The gloomy feeling vanished, and the spirited young scholar he once was seemed to have returned.

"How was it resolved?"

"I don't know the specifics. I only went to elementary school. The rest of my education was taught by my father. Although he graduated from university, it wasn't his major."

The initial paper on the fundamental mathematical theory of the jump engine was about 330 pages long. It proved in a very complex way that quantum randomness is only a superficial phenomenon. Through extremely complex pure mathematical spatial transformations, it proved that under a special spatial structure, the speed can be increased to about 10 times the speed of light.

Going further up is not impossible, but that would result in devastating spacetime distortions, and the required energy levels would be beyond what is normally available.

There are over a thousand papers on gravitons, with the longest key foundational paper exceeding a thousand pages. These papers successfully proposed entirely new spacetime manifold structures and microscopic models, and verified the correctness of these theories using the Ancestral Engine facility. This has made outstanding contributions to humanity's complete reverse engineering of warp drive and jump drive technologies.

The above-mentioned things are definitely not in Lao Xia's portable textbooks and reference books. It's not that they don't exist at all, but they are all final results. Simply put, you will see a lot of "easily proven" and "lemma XXXX" and "theorem XXXX" that people in Levy's time had never even heard of.

Even when proofs are involved, they may use mathematical tools that Levy could never have heard of, or transformation processes that are beyond the comprehension of normal human thinking. Generally speaking, non-specialist students only need to remember the usage of commonly used formulas and derivation methods.

Even someone like Lao Xia, who has repaired engines, only needs to use a small portion of the application-layer formulas. If you ask him to explain how this thing is derived or how it is mathematically proven, he wouldn't know.

"That's a real shame." Levi genuinely felt regret. "Alright, I'll read through these carefully and then we can discuss my findings together." Levi certainly wouldn't easily admit defeat or give up on his research; he needed to thoroughly study the new theory and then re-examine his work.

"Well, I hope you're happy in prison."

"Huh?" Levi was taken aback for a moment, and then he was taken away by the Yeti squad that came in. He was to be subjected to strict interrogation and detained for a considerable period of time until his intentions and the dangers he posed were determined before he could be released.

Even after confirmation, given his behavior, he would likely face a period of imprisonment and house arrest, but Levy was already used to this treatment.

Meanwhile, in the desert, Ash asked his companion, "Are you sure this will work?" Ash watched as his companion stepped onto the road and gave a thumbs-up with one hand, a standard gesture for asking for a ride on the road.

"Let's give it a try, there should be some vehicles passing by." The road condition indicated that it was well-maintained and frequently used. Sure enough, not long after, a truck loaded with crops appeared on the horizon. After seeing the hitchhikers on the road, it began to slow down gradually.

A few minutes later, the entire team sat on a large pile of dried straw, looking at each other in bewilderment. This was clearly no longer Earth. However, the driver, who looked like a demon, was surprisingly easy to talk to and didn't even question them about the guns and equipment they had, which was a bit strange.

Chapter Thirty-Five: The Regretful Man on the Regretful Chair

Chapter 35

Trucks transporting straw sped along the highway, while vehicles carrying live pigs or other crops passed by from time to time. Sunlight danced on the golden desert, reflecting off the gravel, making it seem as if they were traveling through a sea of ​​gold.

"This reminds me of the scenery in my hometown." The drip and sprinkler irrigation facilities in the distance, and the rings of planting areas reminded Ash of his hometown in Israel.

"You served in the military?" Flash asked curiously from the passenger seat. The middle-aged driver with long horns had obvious marks left by war and killing, which was an undeniable past experience for these "experts".

"Are you kidding? What Sarkaz person my age hasn't been a soldier?" The driver patted the steering wheel with a laugh. "I was a raider, a mercenary, and then served as a militia member in the new country for a few years. Now that no one needs me anymore, I've come out to run a freight truck business, and I'm doing alright."

"Aren't you even a little curious about why our equipment is for this reason?" This is something that needs to be investigated, but unfortunately, there are no qualified intelligence operatives here. Although Ash has worked for the FBI, the problem is that her style is that of a silent brute. It is said that this is a lesson from her grandmother: "Silent women are the most beautiful." So, she chose to speak with a wall-breaking grenade.

"No need," the driver said, giving the man a look that suggested he was an idiot. Then he showed him the weapons in the toolbox. "These days, people who don't carry weapons are rarer than people who don't wear pants."

"Because of war?"

"Because of the monster," the driver shook his head. "Where did you all come from? Don't you even have this kind of common sense?"

"For some reasons."

"If it's inconvenient to say, then don't. I don't care. We'll be in town soon. You can explain to the sheriff then." A typical Sarkaz-style town appeared on the horizon ahead of the truck.

The town, with its towering water tanks, low bungalows, neat rows of solar panels, and irrigation facilities in the distance, appears somewhat grayish under the sunlight.

"We're here. You can get off now." The driver parked the truck in a parking lot on the outskirts of town. There was a drive-in restaurant there, and he needed to grab something to eat and have a coffee before delivering the straw to the processing plant in the afternoon.

These straws will undergo fermentation, saccharification, and other processes to produce ethanol and various other miscellaneous chemical raw materials or for use as feed.

"First, our mission is to get the money here. Also, the local firepower might be a bit... excessive." Blitzkrieg felt that the last sentence could actually be omitted, because anyone who saw the unidentified cannons on the fort outside the town would think that their firepower was excessive.

“The technology here is probably much more advanced than we’ve observed, including this car.” Shuanghua secretly observed and inspected the vehicle and found no trace of fuel, meaning it was likely electric.

"So, we need to figure out how to disguise ourselves as locals and get the local currency. Also, we need to establish an intelligence network and an operations base. Is that alright?" Ash listed the current tasks one by one, and the team members shook their heads, indicating that they had no objections.

"Also, find local equipment to replace ours. Our equipment might be a bit conspicuous. Since weapons are common in the area, it shouldn't be too difficult to find a gun shop to replace our equipment and replenish our ammunition."

"I don't think there will be NATO standard ammunition here." The bullets not only need to be compatible in caliber, but also in length and body structure, otherwise they simply cannot be used. "Therefore, the replacement is imminent. Until then, we can only rely on the existing ammunition and use it sparingly."

"Not only that, we also need to find Levy and his laboratory, and I'm sure it's not anywhere on Earth."

“Maybe it’s hell,” Ash shrugged. “I’ve noticed that the people here all have certain features, so we’ll need to do some…disguise.” Like a cat-ear hat or something. “Lord, you don’t need that.” He was completely wrapped in thick armor and protective clothing, making him unrecognizable.

"So what's the fastest way to make money?" All four fell into deep thought. To be honest, there were many ways. Having fought against crime and terrorist organizations for years, they knew very well where these organizations and criminals got their money, but…

If they were really going to make money like this, aside from the question of whether they could live with themselves, there are also issues with their ability to carry it out. After all, the strength of the local defenses and security is still uncertain. Even if they wanted to raid a bank, they'd need to know what banks and local currency look like, right?

"I have a small amount of relief gold with me, but first we need to find a place to exchange it." The tank carries relief gold; special agents like them usually carry a small amount of gold when carrying out long-term missions.

Used for bribing informants, purchasing intelligence, and bribing guards, etc. Although the US dollar is an internationally accepted currency, it cannot be spent everywhere. In comparison, gold is more discreet and... more impactful.

Before Ash and his group could find the exchange location, they were found by the sheriff. The four of them did not intend to contact the local law enforcement agencies. They all knew that they had no identity documents or background, and no reliable law enforcement agency would let go of these suspicious points.