Marvel's Psyker

"Hey! Hey!"

Lynch joked deliberately, "I'm confident that the proportion of salt is absolutely accurate! But look at your posture, are you planning to adjust the taste yourself?"

"What? You usually have a strong taste?"

Simon was amused by Lynch's words and laughed out loud, but then there was a longer silence.

"boss!"

After a long time, Simon still lowered his head and said tremblingly, "You...you should know that I have no money at all, right?"

"Otherwise?"

Lynch turned out to be the look he expected a long time ago, "With your decadent look when you first walked in, anyone would doubt whether you have money, right?"

Simon was a little stunned, "But you did this...why?"

"You want to say why you didn't get kicked out, you idiot?" Lynch poured himself a cup of coffee as if nothing had happened, and said.

Simon nodded.

"Cut! In the horrible weather outside, if you do that, it's no different from murder, right? Although I don't think I'm a very good person, I can't be so heartless!"

As he spoke, Lynch pointed to the bowl in front of Simon.

"As for this, just treat it as my invitation! After all, with your [little defeated dog who lost its master] appearance just now, it's quite hard to be ruthless!"

"Thank you!"

Simon was a little moved.

"Thank you so much! Boss!"

"It's been said that it's the old agent... Alas~ Forget it, let's not talk about this."

Lynch leaned on the bar counter, propped his face, and sat reclined on the stool.

Lynch took a sip of the coffee in his hand, and said softly:

"Simon, to be honest, I don't know what you've been through, that's your privacy, and I won't ask."

"But I just think that when people live in this world, everyone will fall into the abyss. If you meet such a person, it's okay to help within your ability. Maybe one day I will also meet such a person when?"

"Simon, this world is cruel!"

"But the existence of cruelty itself is the reason for our kindness! Isn't it?"

Saying that, regardless of Simon's expression, Lynch turned around, raised his head and drank the coffee in the cup in one breath, then turned and went back to the kitchen to work.

Simon's tears stopped, and he looked at Lynch in a daze for a while, and then at the steaming tomato and beef brisket soup and rice in front of him.

After being dazed for a long time, Simon stopped sobbing. He wiped away the tears on his face and patted his face hard.The next moment, Simon's eyes became firm, and there was no more despair.

Simon grabbed the spoon again, and continued to eat the delicious tomato beef soup and rice like a storm.

Less than 10 minutes later, Simon put down the empty bowl and let out a long breath.

"It's so cool! Thank you so much! Boss!"

Lynch came over and took the bowl away with a smile.

"Feeling better?"

"Of course! It feels great!"

At this time, Simon has come out of the previous decadence, and his eyes have regained their spirit.The young man who promised and apologized repeatedly has also regained the mental outlook of a young man.

Simon lay on the bar, looked at Lynch who was washing the dishes, and suddenly said:

"That... Boss, do you want to hear what happened to me?"

"Oh?"

Lynch looked at Simon curiously, "Why did you suddenly think of telling me this? Judging from your appearance, you should be engaged in scientific research, right? In this situation, don't you generally have a duty of confidentiality?"

"Confidentiality obligation? Hehe."

Simon seemed to disdain this word, smiled contemptuously, and said: "I have been kicked out of the project team now, why should I still have the obligation to keep it secret! It doesn't matter anymore, I can say what I want to say!"

Simon leaned forward, "And ah, boss, just think of it as a favor for me! Okay?"

"It's mainly because of things in the laboratory. I'm still very aggrieved in my heart. This anger makes me very uncomfortable. I hope I can find someone to talk to."

"Okay, since you're fine, fine."

Lynch shook off the drops of water on his hands, and came to sit down in front of Simon.

"If you're after a tree hole, I'm sure I'd be a good listener."

Seeing Lynch's gentle smile, Simon seemed to be encouraged, and gradually relaxed.He organized his language, and then told about his experience.

"My advisor is Dr. Kurt Connors, one of the top biologists in the industry."

"I was once very lucky to be his student and was introduced by him to a very high-level scientific research project team."

"The subject of our research is: a human body modification serum based on lizard DNA. Once successful, the serum user will be able to have the self-healing ability of a lizard, and it will be self-healing at the genetic level!"

and many more!

Lynch keenly noticed several words in Simon's words.

Kurt Connors? !

Lizard Serum! ?

These are not...

Hearing the familiar name, Lynch's eyes froze.

Simon spoke very seriously, and Lynch became interested after listening.

Lynch leaned forward slightly, showing that he was listening carefully.

"At first, our experiments were very difficult. Every experiment failed without exception, and some of them could not even find the reason for the failure of the experiment. The atmosphere in the laboratory was very low."

"You know, the instruments used in our laboratory are very advanced instruments, and of course they are also very expensive."

"The wear and tear and depreciation of the instrument, coupled with the consumables of the experiment, lead to a high cost of each experiment, and we will consider each data very carefully in each experiment."

"But even so, the experiment still didn't make progress. Several of our experiments ended in failure."

"Some people in the project team even thought that this topic was not feasible from the very beginning, and the impetuous atmosphere made everyone in the project team very uncomfortable."

"And the experiment has not progressed, which also caused dissatisfaction among investors. During that time, the teacher was under a lot of pressure! I wanted to help the teacher, so I adopted a stupid method."

"I first made a lot of pre-selected data, really a lot! Then I used a variety of different conditions to exclude most of the useless data."

"Then, from the rest of the data, refer to the data of the failure cases, select a set of data with the highest probability in an almost half-guessed way, and then focus on the attack."

"This was a last resort, because there was no accurate standard at all, and even a large part was based on guesswork and luck, but I had no choice at the time."

"Finally, I selected a set of data and started to attack it intensively!"