The Unveiling of Secret Queen-Chapter 1723: A Girl from Zenla

Half an hour passed, during which people submitted answers one after another, but unfortunately, all were ridiculously wrong!

Some people seemed to just try their luck.

They didn’t even grasp the basics of black powder.

Gradually, people began to say.

"It seems like only the Kingsleys Family can solve this problem."

"It’s probably just Zevaney Kingsley from the Kingsleys Family, right? I bet she’ll solve it in an hour."

"Zevaney Kingsley is the genius of this generation in the Kingsleys Family. If she’s participating, she might not even need an hour; I bet forty minutes."

Almost everyone around was whispering about Zevaney Kingsley.

Compared to the problem itself, those attending the banquet were more curious about the talent of the new generation genius in black powder from the Kingsleys Family.

"Mr. Dax, how long do you think it will take Ms. Kingsley to solve this problem?" someone next to Caleb Dax asked him.

Caleb Dax’s eyes were murky yet wise. He casually withdrew his line of sight and said, "I’m a person who researches medicine and don’t know much about black powder, so I’m not sure."

"It’s said that Zevaney Kingsley’s talent in black powder is a rarity in a hundred years. I estimate she’s about to solve it," the person said with great interest, speaking to himself casually.

Caleb Dax neither confirmed nor denied it and began looking around.

When he glanced backward, just a casual look, he suddenly found his gaze drawn to a table in the far corner.

It was—

"Q?"

Caleb Dax was somewhat surprised.

The person beside him didn’t hear clearly, only saw him looking back at a few tables with astonishment, so he also turned to look, puzzlingly asking, "Mr. Dax, what did you just say? Q? What Q?"

The name Q wasn’t widely known.

Only people from the Pharmaceutical Association knew what Q represented.

Caleb Dax didn’t pay him any attention, his eyes unwavering on Nathalie Quinlan’s direction, watching the girl in the duckbill cap doodling absentmindedly on paper, a strange feeling arose in his heart that he couldn’t quite describe, so he just asked, "Did you say earlier that Zevaney Kingsley definitely solved this problem?"

The person next to him was utterly confused and scratched his head: "I didn’t mean that, mainly because this problem is too difficult. Zevaney Kingsley is the most focused member of this generation in the Kingsleys Family. If she can’t solve the problem, I don’t know who else can."

"Someone can," Caleb Dax said with full confidence.

The person beside him stared blankly, curiously looking at him and asking, "Mr. Dax, who are you talking about?"

"..." Caleb Dax was still pondering how best to introduce Nathalie Quinlan. After thinking over it, he could only think of one: "A girl from Zenla."

WHAT?

The person beside him seemed to be listening to a bedtime story.

A girl from Zenla?

What kind of introduction is this?

Mr. Dax didn’t mention a name, nor what kind of girl she was, how old she was, or what achievements she had in black powder.

Just a bare sentence: a girl.

This...

The man next to him was scratching his head, while Caleb Dax looked in the direction of the last table, where Nathalie Quinlan slowly put down her pen and picked up a tablet computer.

Caleb Dax’s eyes were bright, and he lowered his voice: "She solved it."

"...?"

Who solved it?

That girl from Zenla?

*

"Nathalie, did you solve it so quickly?"

At the same time, Shawn Norton also saw Nathalie Quinlan put down the pen and pick up the tablet to answer questions.

"Yeah." The girl answered him while answering questions: "I just did it casually, it shouldn’t be wrong."

Shawn Norton: "..."

You just did it casually, and you’re sure you didn’t get it wrong.

However, he didn’t ask more, just watched Nathalie Quinlan submit her answer.