Chapter 325: Chapter 325 Major Event 4
If their method is really wrong, it would be such a disgrace! In the future, they could no longer claim to be renowned experts and professors in the Huaxia genetic research domain!
Since that’s the case, Jiang Cheng, tell us, where exactly is our research method wrong?" A relatively elderly, white-haired professor said to Jiang Cheng, with a somber face, clearly in a bad mood.
Because Jiang Cheng’s proposed gene rearrangement theory is indeed quite difficult to understand, he had devised this research method, but never expected Jiang Cheng to completely reject it, leaving him in an embarrassing situation.
The old professor’s words seemed barbed; if an ordinary person heard them, they’d probably get goosebumps and feel flustered. But who was Jiang Cheng? How could he be intimidated by an elderly professor? Jiang Cheng initially didn’t intend to acknowledge the old professor but, seeing him glaring persistently, couldn’t help but coldly retort, "Obstinate and self-opinionated."
"You..." The old professor was nearly blowing his top; Jiang Cheng’s words struck deep into his heart, unsettling him so much that he almost fainted on the spot. "Jiang Cheng, I won’t call you teacher either. Since you say our research direction has errors, then point them out!" Leader Shu quickly rushed forward to assist the nearly collapsing old professor, and coldly addressed Jiang Cheng.
Upon seeing their group leader say this, many professors began chattering, expressing their dissatisfaction.
Yes, yes, Jiang Cheng, since you’re so capable, then tell us how we should study your theory!
"Indeed, we’re just ordinary folk, only Teacher Jiang Cheng is a genius. Then explain why our research method is wrong and how it should be corrected?
Humph, some people are just so arrogant and conceited, doubting their seniors because of their achievements. When I was researching in the Genetic Domain, some people didn’t even know where they were.
Professor Yan muttered, and other research group members, whether students or professors, felt something was off but remained silent, seemingly waiting to watch a drama unfold.
Major General Xiang Dong saw this situation, immediately felt things were amiss, and was somewhat unwell. With a serious expression, he straightforwardly shouted at the scene, "A group of professors making such a fuss! What a disgrace, quiet down!"
Major General Xiang Dong looked very serious, his face seemingly cast in shadow. Many professors, seeing his stance, knew the situation wasn’t good, so they wisely closed their mouths. Simultaneously, they couldn’t help but feel ashamed of their behavior—they were, after all, distinguished professors of Huaxia, yet acted like shrews quarrelling in the street, utterly embarrassing.
Brother Jiang Cheng, are you alright?" Major General Xiang Dong became concerned about Jiang Cheng, caring deeply about his feelings.
However, this was obviously an overreaction; what scenes hadn’t Jiang Cheng encountered? The sight before him was really nothing. Wasn’t it just a group of professors? With a little time, he could make them willingly submit.
Waving his hand, Jiang Cheng addressed the professors who appeared displeased in front of him, "Are you questioning my assertion that your research method is wrong? Then I must tell you, your research method is indeed incorrect."
Firstly, looking from the first point, the direction of the research—how to conduct gene rearrangement? The aspects you aim to prove are already erroneous.
"As for how it’s wrong, it’s roughly as follows..." Jiang Cheng smiled lightly at the many professors with not-so-good expressions, calmly pointing out parts of their research process, beginning to describe their misdirection in research.
Initially, the professors’ expressions remained gloomy, viewing Jiang Cheng as spouting nonsense and nitpicking.
However, as time passed, Jiang Cheng gradually identified each error in their research process. Slowly, their expressions began to change, with their eyes even revealing peculiar gleams, shaken by Jiang Cheng’s words.
In his discourse, Jiang Cheng used extremely rigorous demonstration methods to prove the errors in their group’s research direction, even belittling some details of their research process as worthless.
The expressions on the professors’ faces began to transform, losing the former gloominess and slowly revealing contemplative looks.
After a while, they finally understood one by one, realizing their deficiencies.
At this time, Jiang Cheng was still tirelessly talking, discussing the errors in the research group’s progression, explaining the correct methodologies they should employ. Watching Jiang Cheng articulate the truth, the professors’ faces felt burning, as if slapped.
Recalling the words they used to refute Jiang Cheng earlier, they now couldn’t tear their eyes away, feeling dried mouth and tongue, yet still slowly listening to Jiang Cheng’s speech, almost unable to perceive the passage of time.
Alright, that’s all I wanted to say; your research methods should be changed as I described, instead of using outdated techniques, otherwise it’s simply impossible to study the Genetic Evolution Potion theory.
"Frankly, all current research on genetic evolution is trash, erroneous; you should change your perspectives and learn to attempt something new.
After some time, Jiang Cheng finally finished what he wanted to say, pointing out all the errors in the research group’s work, also teaching them how to properly conduct research on their topic.
Silence, deathly silence.
The professors present, after hearing Jiang Cheng’s argumentation, pondered carefully over his words.
After a while, finally someone spoke.
Teacher Jiang Cheng, it’s our research group’s fault; how dare we question you, truly profoundly sorry." This was Leader Shu’s remark, feeling his face swelling with shame for his previous arrogant behavior, utterly ridiculous.
Teacher Jiang Cheng, I was wrong too.
"I was wrong too.
Many professors, bowing their heads, apologized to Jiang Cheng with great embarrassment, their ears seemingly echoing Jiang Cheng’s prior words, feeling they had been remarkably ignorant.
At this point, they were all sincerely willing to respectfully address Jiang Cheng as a teacher, and why wouldn’t they be? Simply because Jiang Cheng truly deserved to be called a teacher!
Although much younger than them, his mindset and depth truly made them submit willingly.
Many professors, heads lowered, stood still, daring not to breathe loudly, feeling ashamed of their previous actions, their faces seemingly coursing with lava, unbearably uncomfortable.