Aria returned to the research institute.
Mira was cleaning lab equipment. When she saw Aria come in, she quickly washed her hands and went over.
"Aria, you don't look well. Why did you come to the institute?"
"I need to finish developing this drug as soon as possible so I can move on to the next project."
The project Raphael was in charge of was about to begin, and that research would be even more difficult and require more energy.
If she continued at this slow pace, getting results for this project would take forever.
Aria threw herself back into her research.
Mira looked at Aria, who was pale but still diligently working, and sighed inwardly. Her admiration for Aria grew even stronger.
She had also heard about what happened at the conference today.
Hazel's expulsion from the institute had sent shockwaves through their department.
"Where's Aria? Is she here?"
A few former team members rushed over.
Mira frowned and quickly blocked the door. "What are you all doing here? Didn't you already quit this project?"
"Aria knew the drug had problems and couldn't be released, so why didn't she warn us? What about my graduation thesis!"
The caption read: "I said I wanted a small cake, and now his car is always stocked with them."
The noise disturbed Aria, who looked up.
"What's all the commotion about?"
"Aria, you're shameless! You took down Hazel, so what about us? She plagiarized your work, but didn't you plagiarize ours?"
"Which piece of experimental data you're using now wasn't organized by us working overtime?"
"I don't care! We demand to be let back into the institute. And to compensate for our losses, we won't participate in any more experiments, but you must provide us with the data to use for our papers!"
Mira, who was usually very good-natured, was about to explode with anger at their shamelessness.
Aria reached out, pulled Mira behind her, and stepped aside to clear a path.
"You can delete whatever data you think is yours right now," she said coldly. "But I will never agree to let you come back."
She had just reviewed the experimental data and noticed discrepancies from her original work. Her own data was the result of hundreds of experiments. It couldn't be wrong.
There was only one possibility: they hadn't even been careful when replicating the data.
Scientists who've lost their most essential quality—rigor—how could they ever create technology that benefits humanity?
The members were stunned.
They had planned to threaten Aria into letting them back, but they never expected that she didn't care about the data at all.

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