Chapter 117
Royal Dominion’s Lab Room
Kian Hall continued to stretch, the tension in his shoulders easing as he glanced over his notes. The glow from the screen illuminated his tired features. The room was filled with the hum of computers, a faint clicking of keyboards, and people walking here and there.
"I’ve almost got it," he replied, not tearing his gaze from the intricate calculations spreading across the screen. "Just a few more adjustments on the mana density fluctuations and I’ll have a clearer picture of the anomalies. This is crucial for the upcoming expedition. If we can pinpoint the traps and unstable areas, we can avoid casualties."
As he focused on the equations, a colleague approached him. The sound of footsteps interrupted his concentration, and he glanced up to see Dexter. "Having a hard time? Why don’t you just give that to our coworkers below?"
Kian shook his head, brushing aside the suggestion. "No need, I just need to solve this last equation. Besides, I don’t believe they could easily solve this."
Heroes were superior to ordinary people in every aspect. He was regarded as one of the best in the field of Domain Anomaly Analysis. That’s why he won’t give this work to someone who’s ordinary.
"Your solving for the fluctuations in a large-scale Dungeon, right?" Dexter inquired, his eyebrows raised in acknowledgment of Kian’s intense focus.
"Yep," Kian replied, narrowing his gaze back to the screen as he adjusted his calculations.
"And you’re doing that alone? You’re really something," Dexter said, half-smirking while leaning against the table.
Dexter was about to go back to his table when he spotted a piece of paper on Kian’s desk. Hey, what’s this?" He reached for the paper, flipping it over to examine what was written on it.
Kian simply glanced at the paper. "Dunno, just throw it away."