From Trash to Treasure: The Sinclair Family's Beloved Genius Chapter 212: Interdisciplinary Research

For a high school student to simultaneously publish two papers in top-tier journals was practically unprecedented.

And what’s more, it was interdisciplinary research.

Seeing everyone’s jaws about to hit the floor in astonishnt, Nathan Trenton kindly explained, "Chloe participated in a TV show back in high school and won. Both of those papers ca out of her ti on the show."

Nathan’s explanation, ant to help, only served as a devastating blow to the group of Geniuses.

"High school?"

Many of them felt their lips twitch, the sting of embarrassnt washing over them.

Getting into the research institute in their twenties had made them feel like chosen ones, but compared to Chloe Sinclair, their accomplishnts seed like child’s play.

The mory of how they had looked down on Chloe Sinclair now made them want to slap themselves.

Back when she was just a high school student, Chloe Sinclair had managed to solve two world-class problems and get them published in two top-tier journals, all because of a TV show.

Clearly, her abilities were not to be underestimated.

They finally understood why Joel Quincy had sent them over without a mont’s hesitation.

With this realization, their morale soared. They now felt that, forget a nuclear fusion device, Chloe Sinclair could probably tackle an interdisciplinary study on aircraft carriers without breaking a sweat.

In just a few short minutes, their entire perspective had done a complete one-eighty.

"Chloe Sinclair, we believe in you."

"That’s right! From now on, if you tell us to go east, we’ll never go west. If you tell us to stand, we’ll never sit. In short, we’ll do whatever you say. We’ll follow your orders unconditionally!"

Anyone who could get into Joel Quincy’s research institute was a prominent figure in their own right.

Chloe Sinclair, however, showed no signs of pride. With a humble expression, she said, "We’re all colleagues, friends, and comrades. From now on, whatever we don’t understand, we’ll overco it together."

Chloe Sinclair’s words instantly made everyone’s impression of her skyrocket.

In less than a day, the foundational structure of the nuclear fusion reactor was complete.

A faint smile touched Chloe Sinclair’s lips as she looked at the massive structure taking shape in the center of the lab.

"Everyone, let’s call it a day and get so rest. We’ll move on to the next stage of modifications tomorrow."

The team stopped, a sense of urgency on their faces. "Why are we stopping?"

Chloe Sinclair turned and looked at the bloodshot eyes of the team mbers. "Your health is your greatest asset," she said earnestly. "If you rest well today, you’ll be more efficient tomorrow."

Chloe Sinclair’s gaze swept across the room. Besides Nathan Trenton, she recognized quite a few others.

’A large number of them would go on to achieve great things in the next ten years.’

’But in Chloe Sinclair’s mory, several of them had also died suddenly at their workbenches at a young age.’

’In her past life, Chloe Sinclair had always felt it was such a waste.’

’Since they had reached heights others could only dream of at such a young age, they should have taken better care of their health.’

’The rate of sudden death from overwork wasn’t high in this era, but who could have predicted that ten years later, such incidents would beco frequent.’

’News of sudden deaths beca common, whether it was office workers with nine-to-five jobs or students at school.’

Chloe Sinclair’s reminder sent a cold sweat breaking out on the researchers’ backs.

They already worked long hours as it was and had always neglected to get proper rest.

’What if one of them really did die suddenly at their workbench one day...’

A chill ran down everyone’s spines. They nodded hurriedly, completely agreeing with Chloe Sinclair’s point.

"We’ll go rest right now."

With that, the group scattered like frightened birds, and the lab was empty in monts.

The mont Joel Quincy walked in and saw the empty lab, his pupils constricted. "Where is everyone?!"