Sanctuary Paradise

Chapter 612 The Night Before
Void, Rain Eyes Star.

Academic sect, Bloodline Research Division No. 276-86-54.

Rustle, rustle——!!

[Reminder: Submission completed, this batch of review commissions has been completed, academic sect authority points +25 points, Void Tree credibility +10 points]

The sound of flipping pages came from a clean and tidy office. In front of a desk, a middle-aged scholar wearing a silver-white suit and a single-frame glasses looked up at the pop-up prompt in front of him. Looking at the information displayed on it, he nodded slightly, didn't say much, and continued to look down at the book in his hand.

Boom boom, boom boom!
Suddenly, there was a hurried knock on the door, causing the middle-aged scholar to lower his eyes a little, but the next second he retracted his dissatisfaction and spoke in a calm tone.

"Come in."

Crunch~!

The sound of the wooden door opening was heard, and a young man in a white academic gown was seen holding a stack of documents, his expression clearly looking a little hurried.

"Um...Mr. Osei, I encountered a problem with the review here, and I may need you to handle it."

"There was a problem with the audit? What happened?"

When the middle-aged scholar heard the young man's words, his expression changed slightly. He put down the book in his hand, turned to look at the young man, and asked in a serious tone.

As the head of the academic sect's branch on this planet, he was very clear about the level of the people in his institute. If it was other problems, it would be fine, but for matters like report review, with the level of the young people, it shouldn't be forced to come to him for help.

"It's like this, Mr. Osay. I just received a review of the first draft of an academic report with a level 5 authority. I think the content has very good research value, but my facilities are insufficient and I can't reproduce it, so the inspection submission for review cannot be uploaded smoothly."

"An academic report with level 5 authority? What theories does it propose?"

When the middle-aged scholar heard the young man's answer, something strange appeared in his eyes, and he asked curiously.

According to his understanding, considering the young man's level and the conditions of the other party's laboratory, unless they encountered an extremely special topic, a fifth-level academic report should not be impossible to replicate with the other party's ability.

"Uh... that's not pure theory, it's practical theory... the report provides a very complete practical operation process, and it's also notarized by the park, but the experimental environment it uses is... uh, too harsh."

In response to the middle-aged scholar's question, the young man stammered, as if he wanted to say something but hesitated. When the middle-aged scholar heard this, a look of surprise appeared in his eyes.

He originally thought that what would stump the other party was a purely theoretical academic report. After all, there were many schools of thought and theories in the world. Although some theories involved very low levels, they were too idealistic and could not be reproduced in reality.

Academic reports on practical theories are completely different. It means that the person who wrote the report has found a way to fully prove the theory he proposed, and has personally implemented a successful case, while also providing sufficient evidence to ensure that the successful case is replicable.

In this case, it stands to reason that the academic report would not have any problems in the verification stage. After all, when reviewing this type of report, one only needs to simulate the environment according to the description in the report, and then see whether the results match the description. The rest is to pass it if it meets the requirements, and return it if it does not.

As for what the young man said, although things that cannot be reproduced due to "overly demanding experimental environment requirements" do exist, they are generally only likely to appear in academic papers with extremely high levels of authority. This kind of situation where the authority level is only level five but it is judged to be impossible to replicate is the first time he has encountered it.

"Send me the audit commission you received, and I'll take a look at what it is."

So, the middle-aged scholar spoke, and the young man nodded repeatedly like Meng Dahe when he heard it, and quickly uploaded the review commission on his branding interface to the middle-aged scholar in front of him.

[Prompt: You have a transfer application from a subordinate organization, do you want to check it? ]

"confirm."

[Confirmation completed, the current entrustment application has been transferred]

As the cold prompt sounded, a document that did not seem to have too many words suddenly appeared on the middle-aged scholar's imprint interface. He looked at the commission in front of him and, without much hesitation, skillfully clicked on it and checked it.

"Huh?! We actually have to use the non-notarized environment of the abyss, this..."

After a while, the middle-aged scholar stared at the academic report in front of him with wide eyes, then looked at the academic sect authority level uploaded, and after repeatedly confirming that this was indeed just a draft of the fifth-level authority, he glanced at the young man in front of him who silently shifted his gaze elsewhere, and his face twitched slightly.

Very good, now he understood why the other party would come to him as the person in charge.

As the head of a branch of the academic sect, he has to deal with a batch of review commissions for academic reports uploaded by scholars from all over the star realm every day. He uploads the reports that meet the requirements into the academic sect's general database and hands them over to members of the academic sect's headquarters for a second review.

Normally speaking, this is actually a very good job. Not only can you gain authority points from the academic sect, but you can also steadily improve your own Void Tree credibility. It is definitely a good job.

But in contrast, as the price of such a good job, the academic sect also has extremely strict control over the review process. Once a situation occurs where the report clearly meets the requirements for passing the initial or re-examination, but it is rejected or deliberately passed out of selfish motives, it will not only greatly affect the credibility of the Void Tree and the authority level of the academic sect, but in serious cases, the member’s membership in the academic sect and even the camp imprint issued by the Void Tree may be directly deprived.

Therefore, when it comes to manuscript review, even if a middle-aged scholar has ten thousand guts, he would not dare to deliberately block the content of those reports that are qualified to pass the preliminary test. He even has to check the content of each report several times to confirm that he has not made a wrong judgment before he dares to submit it.

And now...

"Well, that's enough. You can go back first. I will take care of the content review of this report."

After a moment's silence, the middle-aged scholar coughed lightly, and watched the young man leave the office with gratitude in his eyes. Then he turned his attention back to the report in front of him, and his eyes couldn't help twitching twice.

With his academic level, he could see that the report in front of him was definitely worth a retest or even published and entered into the academic sect database. However, the environmental requirements of "using the Paradise-free Notarization Zone in the Abyss" mentioned in it were indeed far beyond what a small regional leader like him could handle. However, according to the process, he had to verify it within the specified time, prove the feasibility of its content, and not make any false claims...

"There's nothing we can do. We can only mark it as a special case and hand it over to the higher-ups for handling."

Finally, the middle-aged scholar rubbed his temples helplessly, opened his branding interface, and started operating on it.

God have mercy on him. Although he is an official member of the academic sect, he is at best the head of a regional branch with ninth-level authority. If it were any other experimental environment, it would be fine, but the term "area without notarization effect" that makes people wonder if there is something wrong with their eyes, he really can't handle it by himself.

After all, why would a report with level 5 authority include a term like "inside the abyssal erosion area"? Isn't that something that should be mentioned in reports of at least level 5 authority? !
As for the content, although it is indeed very innovative in theory, is it certain that an operation like "notarization of Ka Paradise" can be done by a normal contractor?

"Could this be written by someone who violated the law?"

Finally, the middle-aged scholar looked at the academic report in front of him, glanced at the words that made his eyelids twitch, shuddered slightly, and did not dare to think about it any further.

……

...White Frontier Star, Absolute Fortress.

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"confirm."

[Confirmed, upgrade begins...]

[Upgrade completed, primary soul weapon science has been upgraded to LV.9]

"call……!"

Dim light refracted from the surface of the cobalt blue mecha. Inside the high tower, Xin Lailai slowly opened his eyes, sensing the extra knowledge in his mind. He took a long breath, glanced at the branding interface in front of him, and a look of satisfaction appeared in his eyes.

well.

After acquiring [Pale Redemption], the speed at which they improved these knowledge-related abilities was indeed completely different from before.

"At this rate, I might be able to raise my Alchemical Biology to level 30 in one go after my return this time."

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Xin Lailai thought about it, with a glimmer of anticipation in his eyes. If the level of alchemical biology at LV.20 can only be regarded as the beginning of the journey to becoming an alchemical biologist, then the level of alchemical biology at LV.30 can be regarded as the official entry into the realm of alchemical biologists.

Taking the employee system within the park as an example, if one wants to obtain the formal alchemical biologist certification, the basic requirement is that the alchemical biology must reach at least LV.30. Once this level is reached, the alchemical knowledge they can learn and try will also undergo a qualitative change. The most classic of these is the ability to carry out true life alchemy and create independent alchemical life with complete individual judgment like the Little White Saint.

"Only five hours have passed..."

After a brief rest, Xin Lailai looked at the time displayed at the edge of his vision, and looked at the Death Bearer and Ling Yuzi who were still in meditation. His gaze lingered on the Little White Saint who was sleeping unusually peacefully for a while, then he nodded slightly, stood up, and habitually expanded the Star Field. When he wanted to check the surrounding situation, his expression suddenly moved and he looked in a certain direction.

That rascal……

Xin Lailai looked in the direction in front of him, his eyes seemed to penetrate layers of obstacles and saw something in the distance. Finally, his mind moved, and the Youlin Kongyu behind him flashed a faint silver light, wrapping him up and disappearing silently on the spot, and came to a broken city wall full of rubble.

Wow——! !

A biting cold wind blew by, stirring up a few tiny pieces of gravel, causing rustling sounds on the city wall. A dilapidated female statue that looked full of traces of time was seen standing on the city wall. The pedestal under its feet was engraved with densely packed words, but due to the corrosion of the traces, it was no longer possible to see the specific content of the writing, and one could only barely determine that it was a text introduction related to the White Saint.

"I say, can't you give people a little privacy?"

A voice that sounded somewhat helpless was heard, and Yamu was seen leaning alone on the base of the statue, holding a half-smoked cigarette between two fingers. After blowing a puff of smoke, he glanced at Xin Lailai beside him and sighed.

"I just happened to see it, so I came over to take a look."

Xin Lailai spoke, casually glancing at the cigarette butts scattered at Yamu's feet, lowering his eyes slightly, and looking into the distance along Yamu's gaze, looking at the thousand-meter-high black metal gate located in the north of the fortress, and spoke:

"Anything on your mind?"

"That's it."

"Tell me?"

"No"

As Yamu spoke, he stared at the smoke rings that dissipated in the wind, his eyes slightly lowered, and he murmured:

"It's just some old shit, there's nothing much to say, and you've probably already found out about it."

"That's it."

Upon hearing this, Xin Lailai's gaze lingered on Yamu's face for a while, and finally nodded slightly. He did not ask any further questions, but continued to look at the huge wall in the distance that separated the fortress and the restricted area, and looked at the traces on it. He let the cold evening breeze blow up his robe, and said nothing.

"Want one?"

I don’t know how long it took, but when there were a few more cigarette butts at Yamu’s feet, he took out a new box of cigarettes and handed it to Xin Lailai.

"No, I'm not the one who's worried."

"Too."

Upon hearing this, Yamu laughed out loud, withdrew his hand nonchalantly, lit a new cigarette for himself, leaned against the cold pedestal, looked up at the dark red sky in the distance, took a deep breath, and exhaled a long string of smoke rings.

Wow——! !

A gust of wind blew by, blowing up the cigarette butts on the ground and moving the blond young man's golden hair, temporarily blocking his vision and making it impossible to see the deep gaze hidden in his lowered eyes.

"Brother Black Sword."

"what happened?"

"This world is... fucking shit, don't you think?"

Finally, Yamu looked up at the slowly crawling dark red sky in the distance, and suddenly said.

Upon hearing this, Xin Lailai fell silent for a moment. She glanced at the pedestal beside her that was engraved with the history of the White Saint, and looked at the words that had long been blurred. After a moment of silence, she also looked at the dark red sky in the distance that exuded a strong sense of oppression and ominousness, and said:

"maybe."

……

(End of this chapter)