Love Burned, She Rose Unscathed

"Six months ago, they launched this new feature."

At this point in Roseanne's story, the computer repair guy's eyes lit up: "You're talking about the Al assistant feature, aren't you?"

Everyone looked puzzled.

This was not their area of expertise; they were not very familiar with it.

Owen said, "You must be referring to the Sun Corporation's addition of an Al intelligence in their latest software update, but it's far from perfect."

There's tons of data uploaded to the cloud unsorted. You can't search by the date saved; you have to search by keywords instead.

In other words, you not only need to know which part of the data is lost, but also remember specific details about the lost data. You don't have to remember everything, but at least a tenth of it. Only then can you carry out a precise search; otherwise, it's like looking for a needle in a haystack.

Sammy exclaimed, "A tenth... That's a lot, like three sets of experiment data."

"This..." Stoddard hesitated, "might be difficult to implement."

They would conduct experiments, record the data on the computer, and hit save. Who would bother memorizing all that stuff?

Even if they wanted to, it was too much to remember.

Liz couldn't help but scoff, "Talk about stating the impossible... some people just love to show off without thinking it through..."

Ignoring her sarcasm, Roseanne calmly said, "Maybe I could give it a try."

"You?!" Sammy's tone was incredulous, "You remember all that data?"

Especially since it was their research group's data.

Roseanne hadn't even been involved in their research project, probably hadn't even seen that data, and now she was stepping forward claiming she could remember it? No one would believe it! Even Owen was surprised.

"Do you even grasp what a tenth entails? Plus, you're not part of our group; you've had no access to this data. Claiming you remember? Pfft, talk about bluffing!"

Liz looked at her disdainfully. Did Roseanne even realize what she was saying?

Trying to grab credit or show off required some brains, right? The nerve to make such outlandish statements!

"Roseanne, you're new here, you

don't know the complexity of our research data. It's not just about memorizing; sometimes, just looking at the data can make your eyes swim..." Jen expressed her worries.

After the data correction incident, Jen had a newfound respect for

Roseanne, but this was differe.net

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This exaggeration made Jen feel...

Doubtful.

Amidst everyone's skepticism, Owen looked at Roseanne with a gaze still full of warmth and acceptance.

"Are you sure you want to try?" he asked.

"Yes," Roseanne nodded.

"Can I ask you one thing first?"

Roseanne said, "Go ahead."

Owen inquired, "How did you come across this experimental data?"

Roseanne glanced at Liz.

That glance infuriated her. "Mr. Reynolds is asking you. Why look at me?! Do I have the answer written on my face?" Everyone else was equally baffled.

After hesitating for a second, Roseanne told the truth: "The day before yesterday at noon, I found a report on the ground near the left corner of workstation three, with a partial footprint on it. I thought it

discarded and was about to throw it in the trash..."

Workstation three....All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.

That was Liz's spot.

Normally, all the group's experiment reports were collected there for statistical entry.

Losing a report was a major oversight!