Chapter 983
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As soon as Chen Zhao walked out of the building, a woman walked toward him.
Chen Zhao recognized the woman at first glance. She was carrying a huge box and seemed to be struggling.
"Hi, Wilian."
The woman was Wilian, a biology professor from the San Diego branch, whom Chen Zhao had met on New Year's Eve when he was going through the mirror space on the road from Las Vegas to Los Angeles.
"Mr. Chen, why are you here?" Wilian pushed her glasses up. "Oh, right. You're a professor from the LA branch. It's not strange to see you here."
"What are you carrying? Let me help you." Chen Zhao looked at Wilian. The box was even bigger than her. It was difficult for her to walk.
"How can I help you?"
Chen Zhao had already taken Wilian's box. It was probably more than 30 kilograms.
"What's inside? So heavy? "
Wilian glanced at Chen Zhao. She was one of the few people who'd seen Chen Zhao's true face.
Was this box that weighed more than 30 kilograms heavy to him?
Wiping her sweat, Wilian walked with Chen Zhao.
"Wilian, I haven't asked you why you're here."
"I accepted Professor Forzil's invitation," Wilian said. "I'm here as his assistant to do biology research."
UCLA's biology department had a huge campus. Chen Zhao walked into the building.
Then, he entered a laboratory. Many students were conducting experiments and research.
Some places were even sterile and dust-free enclosed spaces.
For example, the lab Wilian brought Chen Zhao into had to be disinfected at the entrance.
But as soon as he entered, he was stopped by a bearded man in a white coat.
"Who are you? Why are you here?" the bearded man asked.
"Professor Forzil," Wilian said. "This is a professor from the medical school. He's helping me carry the box."
Professor Forzil glanced at Chen Zhao. "I don't care who he is. Don't you know that you can't bring people here?"
Wilian looked troubled. She didn't think that Professor Forzil would be so heartless.
"Wilian, I'm leaving," Chen Zhao said.
He didn't want to make things difficult for Wilian.
Perhaps there were indeed such rules in the lab.
Coming in rashly would indeed cause trouble for others.
After leaving the lab, Chen Zhao went straight to Wright's office.
Wright's office felt like Chen Zhao's home.
Wright was sunbathing in front of the French windows.
Chen Zhao walked in without even knocking.
"Wright, did you miss me?"
Wright turned her head and glanced at him. "You're finally willing to come. You only came three times last semester."
"I was busy last semester," Chen Zhao said helplessly.
"How is it? Have you met with your students?"
"You've given me quite a bit of trouble." Chen Zhao was very reluctant at first.
However, Wright knew how to negotiate. First, she asked Chen Zhao to teach a class of more than ten students.
Chen Zhao rejected her as a matter of course. Then she suggested only bringing a few interns.
Chen Zhao could not reject Wright continuously. When he came back to his senses, he realized that he had been tricked.
Wright had never intended for him to lead a class.
"By the way, the school will be organizing a spring outing soon. Are you coming?"
"Teacher's?"
"No, it's for the students, but some teachers will also go."
"They're not kids anymore. Why would they organize a spring outing?"
"Sandro National Park just opened. The person in charge sent an invitation to our school."
"Forget it." Chen Zhao shook his head.
Chen Zhao was really not interested in this kind of group outing.
He might as well stay at home with Fali.
Just then, the office door was pushed open again.
Professor Fausil rushed in angrily.
"Mr. Principal, I want to know why you rejected our biology lab's funding request."
"I think Camus's theory is not valid, so I don't think there's a need to continue the experimental research supporting Camus's theory."
"No, Camus's theory is correct." Professor Fausil was like an enraged lion. His voice was filled with anger.
"Then you've researched for four years and spent nearly five million dollars. What did you find?" Wright asked.
"No research is always smooth sailing. Camus' theory needs more support, more research funds, and more equipment. If you can give me your absolute support, my research would have produced results a long time ago. This is not my fault, and it is not Camus' theory that is wrong."
"I need some results, but you don't have any at all. How am I supposed to continue supporting your research? The school's funding doesn't come from nowhere. I can't endlessly support a research that's filled with uncertainty." Wright was determined.
If she didn't support, then she didn't. Wright was a very practical person.
If she thought a research project was a waste of time, she wouldn't continue supporting it.
"You'll regret it. I'll prove that I'm right. I'll prove Camus's theory is correct," Professor Fausil roared. "Even if you don't support me, there will be people who will. Many companies are willing to spend money to support my research."
"Then you can find those companies to support you," Wright said nonchalantly.
"Don't regret it," Professor Fausil said angrily.
Then, he slammed the door and left.
"What's Camus's theory?" Chen Zhao asked curiously.
"Professor Fausil once had a mentor called Camus. At an international biology conference, Camus presented his theory to the audience, but he was mocked by his peers. Camus then committed suicide in anger, and Fausil took over Camus's research," Wright said.
Wright said, "Camus's theory is to use drugs to stimulate the brain's neurons to increase the brain's intelligence."
"Sounds reliable," Chen Zhao said.
"You're not a biologist, so you don't understand the risks. Brain neurons are too complicated, and Fausil's research is too radical. He once asked the school to provide him with human corpses for research."
"Err … How does the school provide corpses? Does our school have such a service? "
"When people die, they donate their corpses to medical research institutions. Our school can also apply for it," Wright said. "But our school can only apply for it from the medical school's laboratory. Laboratories outside the medical school are forbidden from using humans for experiments."
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