The considerate Dean had no intention of letting Picosi feel entangled in this matter. As for how she wanted to repay her, the man had already listed eighty or ninety things in his mind.
After he felt that the preparation was almost done, he cleared his throat and showed a worried expression.
"It's a pity that I don't have access to academic journals. It's a pity that I can't see Mr. Picosi's paper published with my own eyes."
"Eh?"
Picosi was stunned for a moment, and then realized that such professional journals are usually sent directly to major colleges.
Dean came from a non-academic background, so it was quite difficult to get access to these professional journals.
This is true even if you have the status of guild president.
This answer, as well as the faint disappointment and bitterness on Dean's face, fell like a heavy hammer on Picosi's heart.
She suddenly realized what a privilege she was enjoying.
Not only does she have a lot of academic resources and channels for acquiring knowledge, but there are also people who support her in conducting experiments, and she can squander resources as much as she wants...
Picosi was ashamed to find that because he was once a student of the Holy Seminary and stayed in the college as an administrator after graduation, he had been enjoying the benefits of being a member of the College of Higher Education.
Outside this academy, there are countless talented professionals like Dean who do not enjoy such good treatment at all.
Seeing the dazed expression on Picoxi's face, the aura around Dean became heavier and heavier.
That decent performance made Xiao Lan roll her eyes wildly in the back of his head, and occasionally stick out her tongue to express the trauma she had suffered.
In fact, it is not that there are no channels for private ordering in Raleye City, and this function has even been open to the outside world.
Dean had no choice because the certification process was very troublesome, and there were also requirements for the identity and academic achievements of the orderer, which he could not meet at the moment, so he had to settle for the next best thing and purchase through other channels. .
Of course, these channels are definitely incomparable to the direct delivery from Raleye City.
Not only will there be delays, but there are also quantity restrictions, which means Dean has to pick one day every month to get up early and go to the bookstore to make purchases.
Forget it.
What Dean was really dissatisfied with was that no matter how early he went, the only things he could buy were old journals. Although they also contained the knowledge he needed to supplement, this delay always existed.
Coupled with all the inconveniences, Dean has long hated this kind of channel.
He came to District 3 this time with the purpose of searching for books. He wanted to see if he could find a long-term supply channel for academic journals. Who would have thought that he could not find a suitable bookstore, but the right person came to his door.
He looked at Picoxi, and the look of regret on his face became more intense.
Feeling this, Picosi began to waver.
She currently only has the college's journals, but Raleye City stipulates that publishers of papers in top journals can get the opportunity to order privately.
This is support and encouragement for young scholars.
Picosi originally wanted to keep the publications he ordered through private subscription channels as collectibles.
However, listening to Dean's words and seeing his loss, she was a little shaken.
It's rare to meet a professional who is so interested in potions and herbs, or a rookie like Dean who has become famous at a young age. Wouldn't it be a pity if such a person doesn't even have the opportunity to read publications?
After Picoxi struggled for a moment, the balance in his heart suddenly tilted.
"I'll give you my place."
Aroused by her own speculation, she felt a little compassion. She looked at Dean and said sincerely: "I can read the academic newspapers and periodicals from the college. There is actually not much demand for the academic journals distributed to individuals."
"Instead of keeping it in my hands as a collection, it's better to give it to someone who needs it more."
"Really?"
Dean looked surprised.
"Thank you so much, Mr. Picosi!"
Seeing the obvious joy on his brow, the reluctance in Picoxi's heart gradually dissipated.
She raised a smile and suddenly felt an indescribable sense of satisfaction.
One of them provides the other with a magic pet, and the other provides the other with an opportunity to learn. This is a perfect example for other professionals.
If she had the chance to publish a second article, she would definitely include good Samaritans like Dean who were willing to help professionals in other professions without expecting anything in return.
Promote the spirit of sharing and dedication that professionals in the new era should have.
This country really lacks people like him.
Picosi was still sighing when he heard Dean say.
"This is my address. If it's convenient for the teacher, you can send the address directly to R'lyeh City."
Picosi took the note he handed over, looked at the handwriting on it, and suddenly felt a subtle strange feeling in his heart.
Before she could figure out the source of this strange feeling, she heard Dean continue.
"It's an honor to meet a scholar like Mr. Picosi who is willing to share knowledge. I look forward to seeing your name in academic publications published by Raleye City as soon as possible."
Picoxi immediately came back to his senses, hugged the notebook in his arms sheepishly, and said coquettishly.
"Thanks for your support."
"I just did something trivial..."
"You are the ones who have worked hard, carrying so much pressure and hope, and moving forward with a heavy burden. As the beneficiaries, we should do what we can."
After saying that, she pushed up her glasses, as if she was a little embarrassed, turned around quickly, trotted to the corner, and quickly came over with a pot of spiritual plants in her arms.
"This is a semi-finished transformed medicinal herb that I cultivated. Although it cannot be officially used in medicine refining, it can still be regarded as a research result."
"Consider it a gift to you, please accept it!"
The kindness was hard to refuse, and Dean couldn't resist it, so he had to accept it.
Seeing him hugging the flowerpot, Picosi's bright smile returned to his face.
She took out a small star-shaped bottle from her pocket and handed it to Dean's hand.
"And these are the secretions extracted from the Puro Medicine Turtle, which can promote the transformation of spiritual plants."
"I see that you have great ideas in pharmacy. If you are interested, you can use these secretions to cultivate spiritual plants."
"Maybe there will be a surprise."
Thanking the kind administrator again for his help, Dean held the gift given by Picosi. In her eyes full of gratitude and expectation, he left a promise that he would discuss matters related to magic pets with the dean of the Holy Seminary. Finally, we returned home with a full load.
