"You gave it away so easily?"
Ms. Herta looked at Ruan Mei's unhesitating actions and couldn't help but complain.
"Ms. Herta, the sharing of knowledge facilitates the convergence of wisdom. Perhaps, we can obtain unexpected results from it."
Screwllum turned to Ms. Herta and advised.
"I know, and I didn't mean not to give it."
Ms. Herta interrupted Screwllum's lecture and looked at Jiang Lin, who was seriously reviewing the data.
"But data is hard-earned. This information cost... how much did it cost Asta? Anyway, it wasn't easy to get, so you have to give something in return."
"So you just want benefits?"
Jiang Lin found a sofa and sat down, asking without even raising his head.
"Ahem."
Ms. Herta cleared her throat, then said with a serious expression:
"After just reading about your recent experience, this genius suddenly became interested in the theory you're researching..."
"Hmm..."
Jiang Lin slightly raised the data in his hand, then continued to read with his head down, but still said:
"I'll take a general look at this first. Later, I will give you data theories of equal value."
"You just don't want to take any loss, do you?"
Ms. Herta complained speechlessly.
"Heh heh, equivalent exchange is a clear way of intellectual communication."
Screwllum, on the other hand, didn't react much, maintaining his usual mechanical noble demeanor.
March 7th and Dan Heng had also silently left, as they couldn't really interject.
As for Ruan Mei... after seeing Jiang Lin diligently reviewing the data, she didn't disturb him, but instead kept looking in a certain direction... "You... why are you looking at Conductor Pam like that...?"
Pam looked at the tall figure in front of it and couldn't help but shiver.
Ruan Mei gently brushed a strand of hair from her forehead, squatted down, and looked at Pam with burning eyes.
"Such a cute little fellow, and quite magical..."
Then... Pam frantically ran to Jiang Lin's leg, tugging at his pant leg, as if afraid some strange auntie would snatch it away.
Although, theoretically, Pam's age was older than Ruan Mei's.
At this moment, Jiang Lin closed the data, gently rubbing Pam's little head to comfort it.
Then he looked at Ruan Mei, falling into a slight contemplation.
He began to think about what he could give that would be comparable to the data they had compiled... After all, what Screwllum and Ms. Herta said, that "Data on the Changes of the Aeons After Adjustment" was just their modesty.
It contained no fewer than 10 adjustment directions, as well as a series of their conjectures, theories, and formulas.
It embodied the crystallization of four geniuses, including Ms. Herta and them. Objectively speaking, its value was considerable.
Jiang Lin had just briefly skimmed through it, and he felt it was necessary to find time to thoroughly understand this data.
After a moment of thought, Jiang Lin took out two rather worn-looking pieces of data.
"Here, these are for you."
Ms. Herta was the first to eagerly take the data, looking at the blurry text on the first page with a hint of helplessness.
But then, after turning the first page, a small spider actually fell out, and Ms. Herta was completely speechless, complaining:
"This looks like it's been around for some years, doesn't it? Why didn't you think of organizing it?"
"I've had everything on here memorized decades ago, why would I organize it?"
Jiang Lin said with an air of course.
"Alright, Screwllum, use your mechanical brain to analyze what's written on the first page?"
Screwllum took the two pieces of data, scanned them several times, and then translated:
"Based on my analysis, these two are: 'Soul Data Entropic Capture and Reconstruction Theory' and 'Broken Soul Data Contamination - Purification Dynamic Theory.'"
Ms. Herta and Ruan Mei nodded. From the names, they roughly knew what kind of knowledge these two pieces of data contained.
"Alright, how about you take it back first, translate it into something we can understand, and then send it to us?"
Ms. Herta thought for a moment and suggested to Screwllum.
"Glad to be of service."
Screwllum put away the two pieces of data, but at this moment, Jiang Lin suddenly spoke again:
"Forget it, I'll give you another one, as a thank you for being willing to come and save me."
Saying that, Jiang Lin took out two relatively new-looking pieces of scratch paper... Although Ms. Herta and the others didn't help much this time, the intention was there, and it was still necessary to thank them slightly.
But Ms. Herta didn't care what reason Jiang Lin used; she only saw that this time, Jiang Lin had produced legible data.
But... "Why only two sheets?"
"Oh, these are just some basic knowledge."
Jiang Lin thought for a moment, well, it should be quite basic... "Alright."
Ms. Herta didn't say anything, directly throwing the two sheets of paper to the fourth mirror. A moment later, it spat out three copies.
After Ms. Herta distributed two of them to Screwllum and Ruan Mei, she said no more.
For a moment, the scene became somewhat silent.
Just then, the previously quiet Pam suddenly pulled Jiang Lin, wanting to leave.
Jiang Lin was completely bewildered but still followed Pam out of the observation car.
Upon arriving at the adjacent resting car, Pam cautiously asked:
"Passenger Jiang Lin... when are they leaving? The Astral Express is about to depart soon."
Jiang Lin pondered for a moment and speculated:
"It should be soon. If they haven't left by then, I'll remind them."
Pam visibly relaxed upon hearing Jiang Lin's words.
"That's good, Pam."
And just then, Stelle pushed open the door from a nearby room, and if Jiang Lin remembered correctly... that seemed to be March 7th's room?
And the next second proved Jiang Lin's guess was correct.
"You, get out now! You're not welcome here for now!"
March 7th's angry voice followed Stelle's figure. Stelle was directly pushed out the door, and then the room door instantly slammed shut.
Stelle was a bit helpless, but when she turned and saw Jiang Lin and Pam, she instantly came over.
Jiang Lin asked with some curiosity and confusion:
"What did you do? Why is March 7th so angry?"
Stelle scratched her head awkwardly upon hearing Jiang Lin's question.
"It was nothing, I just accidentally had one of March 7th's dolls cosplay one of my friends."
"Who?"
Jiang Lin felt that this matter was not simple. Sure enough, the next second, Stelle's awkward expression faded, and she said proudly:
"Louis XVI."
