Classic Novel
Chapter 291
Chapter 291
As soon as Cordelia immersed herself in her studies, hours flew by like seconds.
During dinner, she picked at her food absentmindedly, barely eating a slice of pizza and a few fries before rushing back upstairs to tackle a chemistry problem. She had already finished the complex textbook on chemical elements, but a seemingly simple problem was giving her trouble.
The conditions seemed insufficient, and D-acetylneuraminic acid, a term she hadn't encountered in her studies, appeared to be a novel chemical compound. Engrossed in the problem, Cordelia hit a dead end.
In the past, she would have combed through various books to find a solution, but now... Cordelia decided to take a shortcut. She picked up her phone and opened the Pioneers Group app, typing, "Any chemists in here?"
The group, including Cordelia, had 21 members: Mr. All-Round, a few chefs, tailors, and some scientists among others. Unsure of their specific expertise, she asked.
With Mr. All-Round's unspoken endorsement, responses came quickly.
Bland replied, "We had a chemist, but now it's just physicists and mathematicians."
Stanton chimed in, "Lia, got a chemistry problem? I know a few chemists in real life. Just say the word."
Mathster added, "Lia, there are a few chemistry professors at Superiority College. If you need, just ask."
Stanton teased, "Show-off, do you think your professors are better than our former chemist?"
Mathster was puzzled.
Cordelia, curious, asked, "What happened to the former chemist?"
The group went silent, but her private messages lit up with warnings not to discuss it publicly.
Choosing Bland for more information, she learned there used to be 22 members.
Bland shared, "Whenever Mr. All-Round spoke, which was rare, someone would leave the group the next day."
Cordelia was taken aback by the mafia-like undertone.
Bland revealed the missing chemist was a professor named Lacy.
Lacy... her grandfather!
She pressed for details and learned he left the group seven years ago, around the time her grandfather suddenly developed mental issues.
As Cordelia pondered over the Pioneers Group's true purpose and Mr. All-Round's identity, her phone pinged.
Mr. All-Round himself offered help
with her chemistry problem. After
sending over the details, she received comprehensive materials from him and dove back into her
studies, leaving her earlier concerns behind.
Meanwhile, at Midnight Scent, Skyler was briefing Everard on securing a threat and ensuring Yates's safety, thanking him on behalf of Hackett. Everard, maintaining his composure, indicated his desire for Yates, his only grandson, to live an ordinary life away from their complex world.
In another room, Bill wandered aimlessly, preparing to take an important call.
Skyler's inquiry was met with a simple explanation about connecting with the outside, a mundane task in their extraordinary lives.
Skyler rolled his eyes, "Why are you wandering around like a headless chicken?"Property of Nô)(velDr(a)ma.Org.
Bill nodded, "I'm waiting for my phone to ring."
Skyler: "What?"
Scratching his head, Bill explained, "That way, I'll know where my phone is."
Skyler just stared, baffled.
So, this guy's habit of losing things hasn't changed, huh?! Even his phone isn't safe. Talk about being a piece of work!
While Skyler was lost in thought, a ringtone echoed from beneath the couch. Bill sighed in relief, dashed
over, and dove to the floor, butt in the air, to grab his phone, bellowing, "Hello!"
On the other line was the R&D manager from Fortuna Group, "Mr. Quinn, I've reviewed the documents you sent over. This math problem..."
Bill cut in, "Couldn't crack it, huh?
Knew it. But,
girlfriend wee, it was the boss's
worked on it. Give me an estimate for it, will ya? Even if she just scribbled something down let's make it a generous one... consider it
medding gift for the boss and his
a
lady."
The R&D manager paused, "Mr. Quinn, this solution is priceless!"
Bill was taken aback.