Ninth class citizen

Chapter 362 So-called Discrimination

The Delin Federation's genetic optimization science is second to none in the entire interstellar space. The current potion synthesis process has been optimized to the extreme. In the past thousand years, no genetic optimization master has been able to make even the slightest change. Therefore, Heimukan does not believe that Nan Rong can do it.

And it happened in less than a minute.

“This was agreed upon beforehand,” Chairman Greg said. “But you need to understand one thing: regardless of the verification results, it will not affect Ms. Nan’s promotion to a fifth-tier gene optimizer.”

"On what grounds?" Hei Mukan retorted confidently, "If the central AI malfunctions, then the results of the practical exam just now are also invalid!"

Greg stopped looking at him and glanced at the others in the room: "What about you? Do you also think that Ms. Nan's abilities don't meet the standards of a fifth-tier gene optimizer?"

“Of course not.” Deng Hailun was the first to speak: “Even if we remove those two challenging questions that haven’t been verified yet, Ms. Nan’s written test score is still excellent. Not to mention, her ability in potion synthesis is truly astonishing.”

“I agree with Deng Hailun’s point of view,” Jose said. “If Ms. Nan is not qualified to advance to the fifth rank, then my sixth-rank pharmacist qualification should be revoked.”

Everyone else chimed in and agreed.

Even Sharp said, "Ms. Nan's abilities far surpass mine, and I am willing to recommend her to take the advanced certification exam next month."

Hei Mukan's face turned black.

"Didn't everyone see that just now? During the potion synthesis, those mental energy grids she used were just a publicity stunt, purely based on luck."

“It’s not just luck.” A voice came from the doorway. Everyone looked up and saw a middle-aged woman who had appeared there at some point.

The woman was slender, with short chestnut hair that reached her ears. Her light gray eyes were calm and deep, and she had a small brown mole on the side of her nose. Her appearance was quite ordinary.

But everyone in the surveillance footage got up and went to greet them.

“Welcome back, Albertine.” Chairman Greg shook her hand with a broad smile.

Patricia simply opened her arms to her. The two elderly ladies embraced each other intimately.

"You won't leave again this time you're back, will you?" Patricia asked.

“Not in the short term.” Albertine patted her on the back.

Although she didn't say anything more, Patricia understood that she rushed back after finishing her work in the Mio Empire mainly to comfort herself.

The two embraced for a while before separating. The other gene optimizers were also able to step forward to greet the seventh-tier gene optimizer, and received a warm return greeting from Albertini.

The last person to step forward was Heimukan. After the routine formalities, he did not step down.

“Your Excellency Albertine,” he said, “if I heard me correctly, you said earlier that Ms. Nan’s performance in the ion storm was not a fluke?”

“Not bad.” Albertini nodded.

"May I ask, what is the basis for your conclusion?" Hei Mukan continued to press.

“Anyone with eyes would agree with my judgment,” Albertine said calmly. “It’s just that they were distracted by certain people and didn’t properly observe the entire synthesis process.”

As she spoke, she casually waved her hand, and the video of Nan Rong's potion synthesis began to replay on the virtual screen, quickly jumping to the point after the ion storm began.

The video was short, only a few dozen seconds long. Upon watching it again, many details that had previously gone unnoticed came to everyone's attention, and everyone wore expressions of sudden realization and disbelief.

"Do you understand now?" Albertine asked softly.

“Understood.” Deng Hailun was the first to speak. “Ms. Nan’s mental energy grid is exceptionally resilient. Even in the ion storm, it only changed shape and did not break or disappear—not a single one.”

"Does this mean anything more? Do I need to elaborate?" Albertine's brows furrowed slightly with weariness.

Heimukan wanted to say something more, but was stopped by Chairman Greg.

"No need." He turned to look at the crowd.

"If you can maintain your mental energy grid intact during an ion storm, just like Ms. Nan, I, as the chairman, can unconditionally trust you—whether in synthesizing medicines or improving the medicine synthesis process."

The high-level gene optimizers all nodded in agreement. Let alone an ion storm, even their mental energy grids would suffer considerable damage during the ion oscillations.

Not to mention, Nan Rong's mental energy grids are more than a hundred times larger than theirs.

Such powerful mental strength and such precise control were unheard of to them, so they were naturally convinced.

Hei Mukan, however, was unwilling to admit defeat. His presence here today, and his deliberate harassment of Nan Rong, were actually at the behest of the Hei Mu family head. Although the specific reasons were unknown, the family head's orders forbade questioning or challenging; they only required meticulous execution.

But things didn't go smoothly from the start. He hadn't expected so many people to return to the association at the same time and pay attention to Nan Rong's exam.

Secondly, what was unexpected was that she was not a parasite clinging to the president, but someone with genuine talent and ability, making it difficult to find fault with her.

After much effort, they finally found the problem and patiently persuaded some people, but they were quickly impressed by Nan Rong's performance in the synthesis of the potion and immediately switched sides.

Finally, even a master named Albertine appeared, openly supporting Nan Rong.

Frustrated and upset. If it weren't for his strong will, Hei Mukan would have wanted to beat his chest and spit out the blood he was holding back.

But not only could he not do that, he also had to make a final effort despite the clear-eyed, foolish gazes of his colleagues.

"I just think that Ms. Nan's answer to the advanced question was clearly unreasonable," he said dryly. "This leads to the conclusion that there may be some logical errors in the scoring process of the central AI."

“Oh.” Albertine glanced at him lightly. “I know which question you’re talking about.”

"The solution to this problem is quite simple," she said. "Ms. Nan has already provided a method, so why not just find someone to verify it?"

“Yes, yes, yes.” Greg laughed upon hearing this. “Just like I said before, this matter is not urgent and will not affect Ms. Nan’s advancement.”

“I don’t think so.” Hei Mukan frowned and interrupted rudely.

No matter what, we must not give up on the task personally assigned by the head of the family.

"I know you are all intimidated by Ms. Nan's status as President's fiancée. So even if she has no abilities whatsoever, you will still grant her the fifth-tier status, which in itself violates our association's principle of non-participation in politics."

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Sharp's eyes widened. "Ms. Nan's achievements speak for themselves. What you're saying makes no sense at all."

“Exactly,” Jose said. “If we interfere with Ms. Nan’s advancement simply because of her other background, then that would be true discrimination and injustice.”