Chapter 907: Chapter 601: Master Sliver [10] Nora Scott’s Blueprint, an Absurd Fantasy [Update 7]

Nora Scott leaned back in her chair, her gaze sweeping across the room, noting that most of the people had arrived.

She said, "Let’s add a wager."

"What kind of trick are you up to this time?"

Someone asked discontentedly, immediately suspecting that "she wasn’t up to any good."

"If my results satisfy you all, you must collectively post on Weibo calling me ’big sister,’ and apologize for smearing and attacking me with false information." Nora’s expression was calm, her tone steady, showing not a hint of anger, rather revealing some confidence.

An expert found it amusing, "The problem is, can you produce results that satisfy us?"

The results Nora presented last week almost made them explode with anger on the spot.

If she could somehow label their "anger" as "satisfaction," then they would have nothing to say!

"You’ll find out then," Nora answered perfunctorily, then straightforwardly asked, "Do you agree?"

Her attitude once again infuriated the crowd.

"What’s there not to agree with?"

"Agree! If you can show us something satisfactory, never mind ’big sister,’ I’ll call you ’grandmother’!"

"Yes, call you ’grandmother’!"

...

Everyone echoed the sentiment.

At this moment, not a single person was willing to believe that Nora could produce satisfactory blueprints.

*

"Holy moly, there’s something to it." Frank Ford watched with a bit of immersion, grabbing Thomas Langley excitedly, "If there’s a twist, that would be epic."

"Why do I feel like there really could be a twist?" Thomas Langley’s face was thoughtful.

Frank probed, "Thomas, from what you know about Nora..."

"Forget it," Thomas immediately shook his head, "This sister-in-law, I really don’t know her well."

A sister-in-law who could casually produce multiple works by Master Sliver... he still couldn’t fathom it.

Moreover, he’d heard from family that Nora was the Hall Master of an intelligence organization called Biel Hall... this kind of identity far surpassed his years of common sense. Later, he made inquiries on the street and discovered that Biel Hall had a formidable reputation, receiving various explanations and endless stories.

In any case, he genuinely felt that Pedro Langley being with Nora was a case of overreaching.

...

While the two were chatting, other experts were expressing their opinions, unanimously acknowledging the notion of "calling grandmother and apologizing in groups."

Pedro Langley gave Nora Scott an oblique glance.

Perhaps she has done this act of playing the fool before, with her acting skills showing no flaws, calm and composed, not even furrowing her brow, as if watching the show as an outsider.

*

At nine o’clock sharp, the meeting started.

Immediately, all eyes were on Nora Scott.

Nora smiled briefly, tossed a file bag onto the table carelessly, "You all go first, so you won’t accuse me of stealing your results."

She concluded with a meaningful glance at Richard Carter, who was adjusting the projector.

Richard Carter: "..."

This woman has a heart smaller than a needle’s eye.

Since Nora put it that way, the others exchanged glances, indicating no objections.

—In any case, they held a meeting every week to report their progress.

The engineering project was divided into various segments; each group of experts had their assigned parts to work on individually, with unified reports presented at weekly meetings.

However, Daniela Esteves had a unique role; she wasn’t exclusively part of any group. Any group with issues could consult her.

For Daniela, they met for half an hour every evening, raising challenging questions to see if she had solutions.

Ten minutes into the meeting, everyone was listening attentively, while Nora started getting sleepy, struggling to resist yawning, tears almost streaming down.

"..."

The experts were furious at her dismissive and disrespectful attitude.

However, since Nora hadn’t spoken, they held back.

After two hours, the rounds were finally completed. 𝓯𝓻𝒆𝙚𝒘𝓮𝙗𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝒍.𝙘𝓸𝙢

Because each group would ultimately cue Daniela, Nora seemed to witness "Daniela being praised on site," feeling quite annoyed.

What she hadn’t anticipated was a solo performance by Daniela in the end, stepping onto the stage to babble on with terminology and knowledge that sounded professional but was full of errors. The experts didn’t actually understand but felt it must be professional and applauded enthusiastically.

"..."

Nora sighed.

Finally, Daniela finished speaking and stepped down from the stage.

Another wave of applause.

As she passed by Nora, Daniela deliberately paused, scrutinizing Nora with a condescending curve to her lips, "Nora, it’s your turn."

They were all waiting for Nora’s "performance."

No.

To be precise, they were waiting for the ten million after Nora’s performance.

Participating in this project didn’t pay much; Daniela had splurged on her looks to up her class, pleaded her savings dry before coming here, and even accrued some debt.

Worried about money.

Nora Scott, that fool, wants to offer ten million. How could she refuse?

Nora shot her a sideways glance.

That aura of laziness and arrogance conveyed more disdain, and under her gaze, Daniela Esteves felt three inches shorter. Her face turned cold immediately, she gritted her teeth, and quickly walked past Nora from behind.

"Screech—" went the sound as Nora’s chair moved back. She stood up and opened the folder in her hand.

A set of blueprints with dozens of pages, she had them all bound into three copies.

One for Ryan Ford, one for Deputy Llewellyn, and one, thrown to Daniela Esteves.

"Why don’t we have a copy?"

An expert frowned and asked.

"You wouldn’t understand it anyway," Nora replied nonchalantly as she walked to the stage, "giving them to you would just waste paper."

"..."

The experts collectively turned green with envy.

Daniela sneered, her gaze swept over the blueprints, she didn’t even touch them, let alone look at them.

Nora connected a USB drive to the computer and brought up her blueprints, opening one at a time.

"..."

Admittedly, a light shone in everyone’s eyes.

The results from the last week were an eyesore, and the experts had no expectations for this week’s results. Now, Nora presented a very high-quality draft—yes, precisely a draft.

Just by looking at the lines, one could tell she was professional, living up to the title of a cartoonist.

Compared to last week’s, it was worlds apart.

Nora lazily said, "Let me give a brief introduction."

It seemed she assumed the experts wouldn’t understand, so Nora’s entire explanation was rather perfunctory. This and that, how each part connects, which principle to use... In summary, the explanation was at kindergarten level, leaving the experts bewildered.

However, they vaguely felt—

There was something here.

"Master Sliver?"

Someone sought help from Daniela.

Hearing Nora mention a few familiar terms, Daniela’s expression gradually changed. By the end of Nora’s presentation, her mind was still in a haze.

Upon being called out, she trembled slightly.

After a few seconds, she came to her senses.

"What?"

"Can you explain her blueprint?"

"I..." Daniela’s voice was a bit shaky, she paused and then regained her composure, "You’ve got too wild of an imagination, haven’t you? It’s like installing an elevator on a cliff. Some villages in there don’t even have electricity, how to afford the mechanical operation?! Aren’t you considering costs and feasibility with your flights of fancy?!"

Actually, Daniela didn’t understand much.

But her first reaction was that it was totally unfeasible.

"I am indeed planning to install an elevator on a cliff," Nora smiled softly, her eyebrows gentle, "I can complete it with half the budget and in half the time. What, you can’t understand it?"

Her demeanour and tone were extremely calm, yet every word was filled with arrogance!

These words touched many people’s nerves.

"Nora! Are you still dreaming?!"

Someone slammed the table, standing up, and shouted aggressively at Nora.

Others also started standing up one after another.

"Half the budget and time?! What are you talking about, a fairy tale?! Bringing in a set of blueprints that no one can understand to fool us?! Even Master Sliver has denied your idea. Do you think you are the highest authority?!"

"Nora, don’t go too far! I, for one, disagree with these blueprints of yours!"

"Heh, an elevator! You tell us, how would you solve the basic electricity supply?!"

...

Suddenly, there was a flood of accusations.

In no time, the only ones still seated were Pedro Langley, Ryan Ford, Deputy Llewellyn, and Daniela Esteves, who was coldly watching the spectacle.

Ryan Ford and Deputy Llewellyn paid no attention to the surroundings, carefully scrutinizing the blueprints, their expressions serious, with Deputy Llewellyn’s hands trembling slightly.

"Bang!"

Just as the meeting room was in chaos, the door was suddenly kicked open.

The noise stopped abruptly.

Shaw swaggered in like a gang leader, looked around, and raised his voice to ask, "I could hear the ruckus from far away, who the heck is questioning my grandma?!"

"..."

No one wanted to reply.

It’s not that they feared him, it’s just that dealing with someone like Shaw, who was both unreasonable and loud, was too troublesome. No one present could shout louder than him.

Nora looked up and calmly asked, "Is it done?"

"Oh!" Shaw immediately changed his demeanor, attentively addressing Nora, "Grandma, it’s done. Sorry I was late, you weren’t too troubled, were you?"