Half an hour later.
The lab echoed with sharp gasps of astonishment.
Several technical specialists, who had studied neural networks for over a decade, stared at the monitors, trembling with excitement.
"Mr. Doyle! This data is incredible!"
"It's perfect! Flawless!"
"This pushes past the barriers we've been stuck on for ten years!"
"A genius! This is the work of a Peerless Genius!"
"This data is miles ahead of any comparable research we've ever seen!"
The specialists' eyes burned with fanaticism.
They never imagined that all their years of professional research would be entirely eclipsed by a college student's competition entry.
Watching their reactions, Arthur's suspicions finally vanished.
He looked at Bianca, his gaze softening considerably.
He walked over and personally helped her up off the floor. "Good girl. You did well this time."
Bianca finally let out a breath of relief.
A wave of smugness washed over her.
Given her father's intense skepticism earlier, she had almost convinced herself it really was a trap set by Serena.
But it seemed Serena truly was just a careless idiot.
Seeing her father's attitude shift, Bianca immediately put on a tearful act and demanded a mountain of compensations.
Arthur agreed to all of it, waving a hand to let the guards escort her out to rest.
With his daughter placated.
Arthur turned back to the specialists, who were still marveling at the screens in pure awe.
A chill ran down his spine as he considered Serena's terrifying intellect.
So young, yet she had effortlessly produced a report that seasoned specialists couldn't crack in over a decade.
It was a damn shame someone like that couldn't be used by the Doyle family.
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