The Double or more Life of the Fake Heiress (Mirabella)

Although none of them were particularly skilled in genetic programming, when it came time to divvy up the work, Jessie jumped at the chance to take it on. Her math skills were just a smidge better than Linden's and Kason's.

Now, Mirabella? She wasn't even in the running for this task-it was way too complex. Giving her this job would be setting her up to fail, and Jessie wasn't about to do that.

Right then... Jessie stood next to Mirabella for what felt like forever, and finally, she couldn't keep it in any longer. "Damn!" she swore.

Seriously, was this girl a human supercomputer? Mirabella didn't seem to need simulations or algorithms; she just dove right in like it was nothing.

Linden and Kason, still figuring out how to start, were taken aback by Jessie's uncharacteristic outburst.

“Uh, Jessie, you okay?” Linden asked, his cheeks twitching as he watched her gaze locked onto Mirabella's screen. After a brief pause, he got up and wandered over to see what was going on.

After staring at the screen for a minute, Linden had the same reaction as Jessie, albeit internally.

He finally got why Mr. Zane let a freshman join their research team. Her computing skills were off the charts. Even if she wasn't that familiar with computers, slow and steady wins the race, right?

The three of them were instantly humbled.noveldrama

They quickly went back to their own seats, their confusion gone. It was like a light bulb went off, and they started working methodically on their respective tasks.

Jessie thought, "Thank goodness my computer skills are decent."

Linden mused, "I really can't let myself look slow in front of the freshman."

Kason planned, "Next time, I could show the freshman a few computer tricks."

Zane and Ben finished their conversation and looked up to see their students intensely focused on their computers. They were momentarily stunned. What had gotten into them?

Ben, who had noticed the earlier commotion, raised an eyebrow thoughtfully. After glancing at Mirabella, he suggested to Zane that they check it out and then strolled over to her.

Her computer screen was filled with dense data, and each time a command prompt popped up, Mirabella slowly inputted a value. With each confirmation, a green dot appeared, signaling correctness, while errors would have shown red. So far, no red dots.

Even though some detailed steps were hidden by the command prompts, anyone familiar with computing could guess the content. The steps were simplified, the logic clear and adaptable-familiar yet somehow more advanced.

Ben's eyes revealed a hint of surprise. It was his first time seeing such a method. Fascinated, he kept his questions to himself.

Zane came over and, seeing the data on the screen, his eyes widened in shock before turning to delight. He hadn't been wrong in picking her; her computing skills were no joke, definitely on par with Linden and the others.

The only thing was, her calculation speed... was it deliberately slow? It felt like she was taking it easy.

Just last week in Meg's lab class, she had whipped up a 3D model in two minutes that would take anyone else thirty.

Zane looked at Mirabella with a puzzled expression.