Anna's Real Purpose?

George saw that a formula had really appeared in his private folder.

He clicked the formula open immediately, and a very detailed document appeared in an instant.

In the lower right corner of the document, there was a number showing 1/100.

"My God, the Pym Particle formula is actually 100 pages long!"

Seeing the number of pages displayed in the document in front of him, George was extremely shocked.

"How long will it take for me to finish it?"

It was lunchtime now. George first made stored a copy of the formula in his laptop from his private folder.

The main reason he did this was to prevent accidents from happening that would cause him to lose the precious Pym Particle formula.

After he finished doing this, he took a look at the time and found that he had just enough time to catch the lunch prepared by the cafeteria.

The independent research institute was equipped with a full range of life services. Any food one wanted, they could provide.

Of course, if one delayed too long after the food was served, the taste would be affected.

George decided to fill his stomach first, and then he would use the afternoon to study the Pym Particle formula.

The cafeteria was located on the first floor of the research institute. While George was waiting for the elevator, he bumped into Professor Lodge.

"Good afternoon, Professor Lodge. Are you heading to the cafeteria too?"

Lodge's expression was not exactly sunny. It was probably because his student Carl had suddenly become mentally disabled, it was a given he could not help but feel worried.

Hearing someone ask him a question, Professor Lodge raised his head and looked in the direction of the voice.

"Oh, it's George. I'm going to the cafeteria. You too?"

"Yes, after you."

The moment the elevator doors opened, George turned to gesture at Professor Lodge to enter first.

After the two entered the cafeteria, they found a quiet corner and sat down.

At this time, there were still many staff around who were eating. Because this research institute had just been established, the people were still not quite familiar with each other, thus they all had their heads lowered as they quickly eliminated their food.

A girl with a good figure came to the table with a menu.

"Gentlemen, what would you like to order?" As the girl spoke, she placed the two menus on the table.

George had heard from his mentor that the restaurant of the institute only employed people who had passed the background checks.

While he was looking at the girl, Professor Lodge had already finished ordering his meal.

"A filet Mignon steak. For the sides, I don't want grilled aloe vera, but grilled asparagus. No wine, and please give me an apple pie."

The girl recorded Professor Lodge's requirements for the steak, then turned to George, "Sir, please go ahead."

George had been thinking about the Pym Particle formula all this time, and he didn't particularly have an appetite for anything. To save himself time, he simply told the girl he wanted to order the same dishes as Professor Lodge.

The girl confirmed their orders and left the table.

After Professor Lodge saw the girl enter the kitchen, he pulled his chair closer to George and seemed to have something to say to him.

"George... why did Carl become like this?"

When George heard Professor Lodge ask him this question, he knew that the professor was suspicious of his role in Carl's matters.

He knew very well that it was very difficult for high-level intellectuals like Professor Lodge to hide their thoughts when they encountered something, a big contrast in comparison to agents like Buck.

"Professor Lodge, when I found Carl at his house, he was already mentally unstable. I too want to know the exact reason that caused it."

George did not lie. He was merely telling the professor a part of the truth and had just concealed any information that involved Anna.

As Professor Lodge looked at George, his expression became even uglier.

"George, you don't know this, but I asked Carl to study a subject in secret."

After Professor Lodge finished saying this, his eyes became alert. He first looked around to see that no one had noticed them before lowering his voice and telling George something shocking.

"We are secretly developing a probe that can fly out of the Solar System!"

"What!"

George was shocked by Lodge's words.

"A probe that can fly out of the Solar System?!" He repeated these words in his heart and suddenly thought of a terrible guess.

Why did Carl come into contact with Anna?

There was definitely something involved that he did not know.

According to his understanding of his good friend, Carl was unlikely to have taken the initiative to contact Anna. If he did want to contact Anna, he would have had plenty of opportunities and time during university, there was no need to wait until he left school for his internship to contact the aloof Anna.

With this line of thought, there was only one possibility: Anna had come to Carl on her own initiative.

What was Anna's motive for coming into contact with Carl? He had never been able to figure this out before.

Professor Lodge's words just now gave him a feeling that he was about to unravel the truth.

Why did Anna want to find Carl? Because Carl had secretly participated in a project to fly a probe out of the Solar System.

"Could it be that Anna wants to leave Earth through that probe? No, no, this idea is too unrealistic."

One should know that even if the probe could fly out of the Solar System, it could not carry any life forms, thus this conjecture was quickly erased from George's mind.

As for the secret that Professor Lodge had told him, it was very easy to understand. Professor Lodge was feeling remorse for a simple reason: he was the one who had asked Carl to participate in the probe project.

Coincidentally, the alien starship had suddenly appeared in Earth's outer space, and then Carl went missing.

If one combined the series of events, it was no wonder that Professor Lodge's imagination was running wild.

After all, in the eyes of the professors who had studied outer space for their entire lives, encountering an alien invasion was not an opportunity for humanity, but the destruction of the entire human civilization.

At this time, the girl from the restaurant delivered the two Filet Mignon steaks they ordered.

George watched as the girl took away the metal lid, and the aroma of the beef wafted, arousing his appetite.

Professor Lodge, who was sitting across from him, did not pick up the neatly arranged knives. He was probably still blaming himself for what had happened to Carl.

The aroma of the steak entered George's nostrils. He ignored Professor Lodge and planned to enjoy the delicious food alone.

The waitress had already left, and the number of staff around who were eating had also decreased by a lot.

George reached out to pull the plate in front of him. Suddenly, he saw a note under the plate.

He glanced at Professor Lodge, who was opposite him, and found that he had not noticed the note.

After making sure that no one was paying attention to him, George quickly grabbed the note in his hand.

He did not know what was written on the note, and the current situation did not allow him to open the note to read it either.

Was the note was sent by the waitress just now? What would be written on the note?

Curiosity filled George's brain. He decided to use the excuse of going to the bathroom to read the contents of the note.

"Excuse me, Professor Lodge, I need to go to the bathroom."

George left his seat and calmly walked into the bathroom. He found an empty cubicle and locked the door from the inside.

He opened the note bit by bit. There was only one sentence on it.

[Anna told me to tell you that if you want to know the truth, she is waiting for you at No.275 on 14th Avenue.]