I traveled through Genshin Impact, and there was a chat group.

I remember when I touched the Statue of the Seven in the game back then...

Is there such a saying?

As long as you don't lose your nobility, the whole world will open up to you.

After those words flashed through his mind, Sivir suddenly realized why.

"will."

He murmured to himself, the light in his eyes growing ever brighter.

Yes, willpower!

Or rather, spirit!

When Sivir merges with the elemental forces, those elemental powers will inevitably be tainted by Sivir's will.

These wills are the new variables added to the fusion experiment.

Since the gears do not pass through Sivir during fusion, they can perfectly calculate the fusion process on their own.

Naturally, it would not be tainted by Sivir's will.

It's made of gears; it's just that the light boundary force was disassembled and then put back together.

So... what's the difference between the two?

If one of them successfully merges, could it be that a light force with its own will will be born?

Sivir didn't know what this thing was for, but since she already had an idea, she believed she would be able to figure it out soon.

just now…

Let him take a look at this gear first!

This thing is really amazing.

Hehehehe…

Holding the Eye of the Elements, Sivir tossed and turned in bed, too excited to sleep.

Forget it, I'm not going to sleep!

Take advantage of your youth and do it all again!

Endure it all!

Sivir sprang out of bed with a somersault!

next second...

His door was suddenly pushed open!

It's Elhesen.

Elhesen remained expressionless, his gaze fixed directly on Sivir.

Sivir's face stiffened, and her initial excitement was instantly extinguished.

"sleep."

"Oh."

Sivir obediently lay back down and covered herself with the blanket.

They've been sanctioned!

sad.

Seeing that Sivir had lain back down, Elhesen narrowed his eyes slightly and gently closed the door.

But he didn't completely shut it off.

Elhesen left a gap in his room, which was right across from Sivir's. As long as Sivir made any noise, the sound could be transmitted to Elhesen's room through the gap.

Al-Hysen could hear it.

We'll come and punish him directly when the time comes.

Looking at the dim light shining through the crack in the door, Sivir felt quite uncomfortable.

But he didn't dare to close it.

Forget it, so be it.

Returning her attention to the chat group, Sivir found it had fallen silent.

Yo.

Has the doctor finished his condemnation?

Sivir could never have guessed that the Doctor was actually starving.

The professor is frantically scrolling through the chat history, roaring inwardly as he goes.

Why did you send so many messages before?!

Sivir prepared a very ample supply for the Doctor, meaning that every time the Doctor got hungry and wanted to eat, he would have to scroll through the chat history for a long time!

The thought of having to translate my PhD like this every time makes me want to die.

At this moment, the doctor wished he could travel back in time and punch his past self from half an hour ago to death!

Go ahead and send it, go ahead and send it!

Now look what happened!

Only I know the suffering I've endured!

Chapter 18 Oh, so you still remember to submit a paper?

Three days have passed since I returned from the Star Iron World.

Sivir's days returned to a long-awaited peace. During the day, she would carry her small table to the Palace of Wisdom, and in the afternoon she would return to study the ethereal concept of "will."

My days are quite fulfilling.

Sivir also took out the Celestial Alloy that she had smuggled from the Black Tower space station.

After studying it for an hour or so, Sivir tossed the thing into the chat group.

Hoping that Teyvat technology can recreate this thing is less desirable than hoping that Archsage Azshar will suddenly have a meltdown and abdicate in favor of Sivir.

You must be dreaming.

Of course, the doctor was constantly battling with the chat logs in the chat group.

Sivir will also swipe frantically when she wants materials.

So now Sivir and the Doctor are quite in sync, and they haven't exchanged more than five sentences in the last three days.

The largest portion of the article was the red envelope from Tianhui Alloy sent by Sivir.

The doctor actually wanted to yell at him, but he held back when he thought about how he would be the one to suffer.

After all, the more you talk about it, the more records you make when you're hungry.

It's better not to say anything.

"I saw that you conducted experiments in the desert, but your plan also mentioned winter. How do you intend to deal with the permafrost in winter?"

Sivir walked over to Alhesen, picked up his pen, and took out a piece of paper to sketch on it.

"This is simple. We will directly use fire slime to heat the underground frozen soil, and grass slime to help absorb the moisture and prevent it from becoming a swamp."

"But Winterfire Slimes are extremely rare, where are you going to get them?"

Ehrlich pressed on with further questions.

"That's their problem. I'm just a construction worker. If there aren't enough materials, I'll just extend the working hours. Anyway, when it comes to calculating payment, it's based on the number of hours worked."

The longer it drags on, the more money will be made, and Mora will be rolling in money!

Sivir chuckled and made a witty remark, while Alhesen remained silent, staring at Sivir for a long time.

Finally, Alhesen turned his attention back to Sylvie's paper.

They are conducting a mock defense.

Of course, this simulation was conducted in order to pass the test set by mentor Sivir.

"...That's right. As long as you don't try to be clever during your defense and don't use too many tricks, there shouldn't be any problems."

Al-Hysen glanced at the time, then closed Sylvie's paper and nodded.

Although it took less than a week, Siwell had already finished his entire paper.

The simulation just now didn't involve any long pauses, nervousness, or forgetting lines.

enough.

Seeing this, Sivir breathed a sigh of relief and casually put Alheisen's pen into his pocket.

Since he said there were no problems, then it's obviously a sure thing.

Unless the professor dissertation examiner dislikes Siwell.

Al-Hysen watched Sivir's movements silently. After a while, he skillfully took a new pen out of his pocket.

He was already used to being scribbled on by Sivir.

When do you plan to submit it to your advisor?

Sivir glanced at the sky outside; the sun was about to set, and the sky was filled with the glow of sunset.

"Tomorrow."

It's getting late.

I was originally thinking of submitting it at the last minute, but I think I'll pass.

Professor Siever is so old, let's not make him stay up all night revising his own thesis.

Let him keep some hair.

"One more thing, remember to remove Kavi's name from the footer."