Big Shot's Reincarnation Sweeps the World

Translator: Henyee Translations  Editor: Henyee Translations

They were even!

Even with this level of precision, it was actually a tie.

The scene completely exploded!

Ding Lan looked incredulous, then she quickly fell into a state of near distortion.

It had to be known that she had taken 19.89 seconds to complete it. The other party had only taken 10 seconds.

Therefore, when she saw the results, it was already considered a loss. At least in her heart, this was a huge humiliation!

"Well…"

The people from Lanca Academy were stunned.

On the research institute's side, everyone looked as if they had been punched a few times. Their faces were green.

After Ding Xing recovered from his stunned state, he couldn't help but rush forward. "This is the wrong number, right? Is there something going on?"

"Team Leader Ding, please control your nephew. He's being rude to her! Don't interfere with our measurement!" Mr. Yu, who had been very calm, suddenly snapped.

Ding Lan quickly pulled Ding Xing over. Her expression was rather ugly as she reprimanded, "Don't talk nonsense."

Ding Xing lowered his head in embarrassment. "I'm sorry, Aunt."

Ding Lan clenched her fists and looked at the measurement area with a deep gaze. To be honest, she had the same question. However, Ding Xing had asked her what was on her mind in advance. Otherwise… How could it be?! How could it be that the measurement was the same? It was even difficult to determine the winner now. Even Tong Xieyi could not reach this level!

Tong Xieyi pinched the strap of the bag in her hand until it was deformed. She pricked up her ears and paid close attention to the situation.

"Alright, since it's difficult to determine the winner here, we'll continue…" Mr. Yu's voice was slow and calm. "The next digit for the measurement of Team Leader Ding's cup is nine."

Ding Lan's heart was in her throat, and she couldn't help but heave a sigh of relief.

Ding Xing looked at his aunt in surprise. Even his aunt was nervous? He had never seen his aunt so tense.

The staff member looked at the measuring instrument in confusion, then at Sheng Yang. "The next digit is also nine."

Ding Lan's heart was in her mouth again.

Everyone was speechless.

At this point in the battle, there was still no winner.

Was this a duel between experts?

The people from Lanca Academy began to have mixed feelings. They suddenly felt that they were stupid for not informing Sheng Yang about the competition's time and venue. In the end, they almost lost a top mechanical expert.

"Team Leader Ding's next digit is eight."

Sheng Yang sighed deeply. "Mine is also eight."

Boom—

The scene exploded once again!

"Oh my God, is this a fight between immortals?"

"They actually went below a microgram."

Mr. Yu glanced at the initial water measurement. 100.01999198 grams. At this point, it was still difficult to determine the winner. Then, he could only…

"It seems that this round is a draw."

"Wait a minute." Sheng Yang raised her hand and glared at Mr. Yu. "With all due respect, why aren't you judging it from other aspects? This is your fault, not mine. I shouldn't be paying for your mistake."

"Aunt, she's…" Ding Xing couldn't even speak properly.

Sheng Yang started to argue with the judge. Who gave her the galls?

As the representative of the political world, Mr. Yu couldn't keep his face anymore. After thinking about it, he turned around and discussed it with his team. When he turned around, there was a smile on his usually stern face. It was an apologetic smile, which was a form of respect for a precious talent like Sheng Yang and a compromise for her…