The International Physics Center is a scientific and technological organization, established in 1932.
The first president was once the recipient of the International Physics Science Award.
The main purpose is to help physicists from various countries and to support the younger generation of physicists to promote the development of physics.
But nearly a hundred years have passed, the president and other senior officials have changed several times, and some senior officials don’t even understand physics; not everyone can maintain their original intentions.
Zuo Li suddenly realized that he had overlooked a gray area.
Such things happen in the academic community.
Even Imperial Capital University has experienced it.
In one experimental project, the advisor let the graduate student complete the project and then took away all the results.
The graduate student hadn’t graduated and, though angry, dared not speak out.
It’s just that Zuo Li didn’t expect such a thing to happen to Ying Zijin.
Even less did he expect that the International Physics Center would do such a thing.
This is simply outright theft!
Zuo Li stared at the name Elizabeth Laurent for a full five seconds before dialing the official number of the International Physics Center.
The call was answered after five rings: "Hello, Professor Zuo Li."
"What was initially agreed upon? My student’s paper wasn’t approved and was returned to me," Zuo Li contained his anger, "so why does the latest issue of your science journal bear her paper with someone else’s name?"
"Because this Elizabeth belongs to the Lorentz Family, with overwhelming power, our Imperial Capital University can’t compare? Are you just going to bully our students like that?!"
"Hello, Professor Zuo." The staff paused and replied politely and respectfully, "We are not aware of any of the issues you mentioned; the International Physics Center has always been fair. Could you have made a mistake?"
"A mistake?" Zuo Li laughed in anger, "Fine, you’d better remember what you just said."
He hung up the phone, unable to contain his anger, and immediately booked a flight to M country on his mobile phone.
Zuo Li packed up briefly and then hurried out.
"Hey, hey, Old Zuo." Teacher Chen chased after him, "Where are you going so late at night?"
"I’m going to M country, to the International Physics Center," Zuo Li said, suppressing his rage, "Ying Zijin’s paper has been plagiarized, and I cannot let her be accused of plagiarism."
The journal published by the International Physics Center was scheduled for release just one week earlier than the one he had submitted for review to the Celestial Body Organization.
Once both journals are globally released, the entire academic community will know that there are two identical papers.
The International Physics Center has long held a reputation for authority, and Ying Zijin, indeed, is still a newcomer in the academic world.
Even if she was the overall champion of the first ISC last year, no one would believe her.
This would cut off her path in scientific research.
Teacher Chen’s expression changed, "Plagiarized? Who would have such nerve?"
Someone even dared to take Ying Zijin’s paper?
"The Lorentz Family," Zuo Li said emphatically, pushing open the door, "Even if it’s the Lorentz Family, it’s unacceptable."
**
At this time, on top of Song Mountain.
The battle was over, and all was calm.
Ying Zijin didn’t need to deal with the Xie Family’s Great Elder’s body.
IBI had specialized agents and detectives stationed in Imperial Capital as well.
After Fu Yunshen gave the order, they quickly arrived and took away the body of the Xie Family’s Great Elder.
Di Wu Yue set up another formation and cleaned up the top of the mountain before following Ying Zijin down.
The group of Diviners had not left and were waiting at the entrance of the scenic spot.
Upon seeing the girl coming out, they all went up to meet her.
The Diviners who had previously accused Ying Zijin felt extremely ashamed and kept apologizing and expressing gratitude.
"Thank you, Master!"
"Thank you, Master, for saving us from fire and water."
"If it hadn’t been for the Master, that old thing from the Xie Family would have succeeded today."
Before Ying Zijin mentioned Heaven Sacrificial Grand Formation, they had never heard of it, having been in the Divination Circle for so many years in vain.
Luck is important to everyone.
Otherwise, the entertainment industry wouldn’t have the saying "Small red depends on support, big red depends on fate."
For Diviners, luck is even more crucial because they often help others change cause and effect.
If their luck were to be drained away by the Xie Family, even their longevity would be reduced.
Everyone was deeply relieved.
An old man looked the girl up and down, his eyes lit up, and he immediately stepped forward, respectfully asking, "May I ask if the Master is the same one who killed that snake in Imperial Capital a few months ago?"
Ying Zijin looked up and didn’t hide the fact, nodding her head, "Yes."
"It really is the Master!" exclaimed the old man with great surprise, "May I know to which sect does the Master belong? Is it the Xuankong Sect or the Bazhai Sect?"
Today, the Feng Shui World is comprised of four major sects.
The founding of the Bazhai Sect can be traced back more than a thousand years to the Tang Dynasty.
Ying Zijin thought for a moment, "I’ve learned a bit of everything; I probably don’t count as part of any."
Before she came to Earth, the arts of Feng Shui and Divination in the East had already become very advanced.
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