Hidden identities of the AI Heiress

Chapter 951: Chapter 951: Qiao Yun Continues to Slap Faces; The Vest is Known

Old Master Li guessed correctly; the atmosphere at Future Alliance was eerily low-pressure, with everyone looking dispirited like frostbitten eggplants.

After the first two rounds, they had realized just how terrifying the strength of Tianqi Research Institute was.

And it wasn’t even Tianqi’s A-grade researchers competing, but a girl who had just graduated from high school.

Jiang Jing, sensing the mood was off, forced a relaxed tone: “Although we’ve lost two rounds, there’s still the last one. As long as we win the final competition, that’s all that matters.”

Her words were true, of course—provided that they could win.

Jiang Jing clenched her fists and gritted her molars. Was Qiao Yun even human?

Even if she was jealous and unwilling to admit that Qiao Yun was stronger, now she had to face the harsh truth: Qiao Yun had a vastly commanding lead over them in the previous two rounds, which was indeed frightening.

Darren’s face was as dark as the bottom of a pot. Hearing Jiang Jing’s words of comfort didn’t soothe him but made him even more irritated: “So what if we win? We’ve lost twice. Even if Tianqi loses the last match, they’ll still come away with the reputation.”

This ran completely contrary to Future Alliance’s goal in challenging Tianqi.

Darren frowned in irritation, unwilling to admit that he had no confidence in the imminent final competition.

Jiang Jing noticed Darren’s hesitation, her eyes dropping; they had not yet begun, and already confidence was lost. For the final round, Future Alliance feared…

…

Soon, the third round began.

The third round was about research and development capabilities; the competitors needed to assemble a complete and flexible robot from the provided limited materials on-site. After assembly, the judges would review and determine the best robot, awarding first place to its creator.

This round tested not only R&D capabilities but also thinking and structural abilities.

What was most challenging was patience.

After all, patience was paramount for any researcher.

As before, there was a time limit for the competition: a total of two hours of creation time.

The final round came with a few days of preparation time, so they mostly had rough plans ready.

When Qiao Yun went on stage, she still received thunderous applause. She walked to the workstation expressionlessly and started her work with complete focus.

No one knew the various components better than her.

She and Han Zhou divided their tasks clearly, working swiftly. As soon as she picked up a part, she automatically knew where in the robot it belonged.

She was earnest and silent, yet this did not prevent the audience from seeing the confidence of a first-place winner emanating from her.

This time Darren had no time to provoke Qiao Yun; after only a glance at her, he started his own work.

The venue fell into a momentary silence; all were intently watching the competition.

Just as the competition was intensifying, and everyone thought the last round would be long.