Half an hour later.
In the small laboratory of Team 10.
Xue Zhu and Shen Qingfeng stared intently at the girl sitting at the conference table. A black laptop was in front of her.
The laptop looked a little old. The edges were worn white. It seemed to be old-fashioned.
At least, Shen Qingfeng had this feeling when he first saw Qiao Nian take out the laptop from her shoulder bag.
However, when he stood behind the girl and personally saw the computer that he thought should be scrapped turn on in seconds, he no longer had the previous thoughts.
After Qiao Nian turned on her computer, she did not waste any time and immediately opened a location search system.
Xue Zhu and Shen Qingfeng saw her hands flying across the keyboard at a blinding speed. Soon, a series of codes appeared on the screen. It was too smooth...
Her hand speed was shockingly fast.
"Qiao Nian, you know how to code?" Xue Zhu stood behind the girl. It was not until Qiao Nian hit the Enter key and her hands left the keyboard that she asked curiously.
"I see that you write code very quickly. Have you studied computer science?" Xue Zhu was quite puzzled. "By the way, you were still in university before you came to the Independent Continent, right? What major were you studying? Could it be the Computer Science major?"
If Qiao Nian majored in Computer Science at university and even entered the First Research Institute to specialize in black gunpowder and weapon manufacturing, that would be really amazing.
Unexpectedly, the girl stretched her body and leaned back with her shoulders relaxed. She said casually, "Chinese Medicine."
Xue Zhu was confused.
For a moment she didn't react, thinking she'd heard wrong. "What?"
Qiao Nian looked up lazily. "I majored in Chinese Medicine in university and minored in music."
Xue Zhu was completely speechless.
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