The Double or more Life of the Fake Heiress (Mirabella)

"Your approach was off from the start. The molecular recombination steps were all wrong. You can't mix the genetic code deciphering with the gene transposition factors in the same calculations—they just don't mesh. Even if the 3D model looks like it works, if the genetic database doesn't match up, it's pointless," Mirabella said coolly.

From the first time she reviewed Meg's experimental hypotheses, she knew that no matter how many plans were drafted, they wouldn't pass verification.

Meg, hearing this, felt even more sure that Mirabella was just showing off, trying to seem profound. After all, even her teacher hadn't noticed any issue; how could she, a non-specialist student, know better than her teacher?

Before she could speak, a lab group member pulled her aside, shook their head, and then went to the computer.

The simplest way to see if Mirabella was right or wrong was to conduct another experiment.

Meg understood her teammate's intention. She bit her lip, stayed silent, and let her teammate tweak their original plan right there on the computer.

It took about fifteen minutes to generate a rough 3D model.

The teammate exported the data chain. Not knowing how to analyze the data, they called over Zane for help with the comparison.

In less than two minutes, the comparison results were out: ninety-two percent.

Although it wasn't a perfect score, considering that this was a hastily revised plan, achieving this value indicated that Mirabella's approach was correct.

Moreover, this was even better than the plan revised by senior Taylor.

In an instant, the way Meg's teammates looked at Mirabella changed.

And Meg's reaction to seeing this data was even harder to accept than if it had been a hundred percent.

She had been telling herself that Mirabella was just bragging without any factual basis.

But now... this ninety-two percent was like a huge joke, mocking her mercilessly. Zane glanced at Meg, a slight smirk on his lips, and brought the topic back, "Miss Meg, now that the facts are clear, do you still think my student owes you an apology?"

Meg's face turned red instantly, wishing she could just disappear.

There was a moment of awkward tension in the lab. Seeing this, Meg's teammates quickly spoke up, "Sorry, Mr. Zane, we were just too eager with our experiment and got a bit carried away earlier. Please don't take it to heart."

Then, they repeatedly apologized to Mirabella on behalf of Meg, their tone and attitude sincere.

Only Meg stood there, silent from beginning to end, both embarrassed and too proud to apologize.

Mirabella didn't care about Meg's attitude; she simply asked, "Are we continuing with the experiment today?"

After such a scene, there was no way the experiment could go on. Meg's teammates glanced at her and quickly said, "Let's call it a day."

"Alright," Mirabella turned to Zane, "Professor, shall we go?"

Zane came back to his senses and nodded.

Soon, the two of them left the lab.noveldrama

On their way back to the department, Zane occasionally looked at Mirabella with a complex expression, as if he had something to say but hesitated.

Mirabella's temple twitched; she wanted to ignore his gaze but couldn't, so she stopped and turned around, "If you have something to say, just ask."