From university lecturer to chief academician

After graduating with a master's degree, Wang Hao entered an education and training institution to make a living, carrying the belief in hard work, courageously working overtime, and striving for progress. Ten years passed. Youth faded away, replaced by greasy skin; the eight-pack abs were covered by a protruding belly; black hair turned into a messy salt-and-pepper style. A thirty-year-old soul was trapped in a fifty-year-old body. The small house he worked hard for in his youth still bore the burden of over twenty years of hefty loans. Suddenly, the education and training industry collapsed. Pay cuts and layoffs followed. As he wandered aimlessly on the road, a truck ran a red light and roared past. This was Wang Hao's life. In the last moment under the wheels, he looked back on his life and felt intense regret. Why did he choose to work instead of pursuing a doctoral degree? If he stayed in school, perhaps he could have become a lecturer or researcher at a university. Life would certainly have been different! ... As his thoughts spun again, Wang Hao found himself standing on the rooftop, overlooking the bustling campus below. Then, he saw a foot. A swaying foot! He panicked. One foot was already dangling, while the other foot trembled on the brink of collapse. Suddenly, his mind went blank. A voice came from behind, "Wang Hao, what are you doing, don't—" "Don't—!" A second life-threatening crisis was imminent! Without time to look back, Wang Hao gritted his teeth, adjusted his balance, squeezed past the person behind him, and sat down on the ground. "Heh, heh—" he gasped for breath, while the person behind him had already rushed over. Professor Zhou Qingyuan's mind flashed with a name. Zhou Qingyuan grabbed Wang Hao's arm anxiously and exclaimed, "Wang Hao, don't do this! You need to stay strong! We all know it's not your fault, it's not your fault at all! If you die, they won't feel guilty, they'll celebrate, and there's no way to find out! You need to pull yourself together! Think about your parents, your family, you're only in your twenties! You're a genius, you always have been! Calm down..." Meanwhile, memories flooded back like a tide. Wang Hao was momentarily stunned. He took a deep breath and said seriously, "Professor Zhou, could you please let me be quiet for a moment? I've figured it out, I won't seek death again!" "Okay, okay!" Zhou Qingyuan said "okay" twice in a row, but still stood by his side, tightly holding onto his sleeve, apparently worried that he might not let go. Wang Hao sat on the ground, carefully recalling what had just happened, and then realized what had happened. In this moment, he understood! He had traversed through time and space! Not only did he traverse through time and space, but he also traversed into the body of a genius. Due to his extraordinary intelligence, he entered a well-known domestic university, Donggang University, at the age of fifteen.

At the age of 23, Wang Hao graduated from the Mathematics Department of Donggang University with a doctoral degree. Becoming a doctor in his early twenties was beyond his imagination! Such an outstanding graduate directly obtained the opportunity to stay in the university. At the same time, he was invited to participate in a key project at the Materials Laboratory, researching "ultra-high-pressure alloy materials," and his job was to analyze experimental data models. He thought it was a good opportunity, but it turned out to be a disaster—just three months later, a major problem arose: the preliminary data analysis was wrong! Incorrect preliminary data analysis meant that three months of experimental investment went completely to waste. Material research is a money-burning game, and the "ultra-high-pressure alloy materials" project was at a critical stage of reinvestment. The losses incurred in three months exceeded ten million. More importantly, the data error was a very basic mistake, which couldn't be explained to the higher-ups. He was simply made a scapegoat. As a result, he lost his job and couldn't continue his studies at Donggang University.

Zhou Qingyuan, a professor he had met during his graduate studies, greatly admired him. Upon learning of the situation, Zhou recommended him to work at West Sea University. Due to a sudden illness, a senior professor returning to West Sea University was hospitalized, and his course was left unattended. So, Wang Hao came to West Sea University and signed a temporary employment contract. After arriving at West Sea University, Wang Hao was still troubled by the experimental questions, feeling low. Until the day before, when the news reported the problem. It was normal for the material research to make no progress in three months, but the "data error" level was low, which drew criticism from netizens toward the person responsible. "The country's money is wasted on such people!" "If even data analysis could be wrong, what kind of researchers are they?" "Did he pursue a doctoral degree in mathematics at the age of 23 just for show?" From being an assistant professor at a prestigious university like Donggang University to becoming a "temporary lecturer" at an ordinary university like West Sea University, coupled with the news of the experimental questions, many people attacked him online, which even the former host couldn't bear. Then, the more he thought about it, the more desperate he felt, and he eventually chose to end his life. Fortunately, he came back! ...

As Wang Hao stood up and recalled, Zhou Qingyuan was startled, grabbing his arm anxiously, saying, "Wang Hao, don't do anything stupid again!" "Thank you, Professor Zhou!" Wang Hao said earnestly and firmly, "I won't think about it anymore. I left Donggang University and came here to start a new job, a new environment!" "That's great, that's great!" Zhou Qingyuan said as he led Wang Hao away by the arm. It wasn't until they returned to the third-floor office that Zhou Qingyuan relaxed slightly and continued to advise, "I also saw the news online. Those people don't know the situation, don't worry about them. The internet is like that." "Rest assured, I've figured it out," Wang Hao's mood calmed down a lot. He had accepted the reality of crossing time and space and had no regrets about his past life. Now, with the opportunity to go to a prestigious university as a doctor and directly serve as a university lecturer, his work and life had begun anew. Zhou Qingyuan continued to advise him, mentioning his work situation, "I'm a little worried about your current state. How about I apply for a week's leave for you from the Academic Affairs Office?" "No need, let's stick to the original schedule. I've really figured it out," Wang Hao nodded firmly. Zhou Qingyuan looked at him carefully for a long time, sighed, nodded, and said, "Okay, I was about to talk to you about the course. Starting from next Monday, you'll officially start working, temporarily taking over Professor Li's 'Partial Differential Equations' class." He handed over a piece of paper, "This is your schedule, don't feel pressured." The office quieted down for a while. Zhou Qingyuan hesitated for a long time before saying, "The school has given you a one-year contract. You're temporarily taking over Professor Li's course this semester, but if you want to stay, there's hope." "If you can achieve actual research results within the contract period, the school will definitely consider it." "Think about it. What you did before, it's best to... fund your own research..." He almost couldn't say the last few words. He gritted his teeth and said, "So, if your research needs funding, come to me, and I'll personally support you!" "Thank you," Wang Hao was deeply moved. After digesting the memories of the previous host, he understood Zhou Qingyuan's meaning. Now, his contract with the school was a one-year temporary employment contract, just signed as an emergency measure. Due to the tainted scientific research record, it was difficult for him to find a formal university lecturer position or research-related work. A one-year temporary employment contract certainly couldn't be guaranteed. Additionally, due to the blemish on his research record, it was difficult for him to apply for projects under national or provincial young scholar sponsorship programs. These projects could provide funding. He could only apply for self-funded projects, which had no threshold or financial support. In other words, it was his own research, publishing papers, applying for project settlements, and then integrating into personal achievements. Wang Hao walked out of the office, lost in thought. Being a university lecturer was a good job, but the pressure was still great, especially in the early stages of work, where achievements directly determined whether one could become permanent. Returning to West Sea University as a lecturer, but only signing a one-year temporary contract, to obtain a permanent contract, or even to be promoted to associate professor, he must have some achievements. Professional titles are directly related to scientific research. Wang Hao felt uncertain. The previous host was indeed a genius, leaving behind many memories of scientific research, but the additional memories only gave him a lot of knowledge. Scientific research is about exploring the frontier, requiring creativity, inspiration, and innate talent. Some people learn quickly but may not be suitable for research, while others learn slowly but can achieve results in research. This was a brand-new challenge for him! Wang Hao compared his past life with his current situation. His inner determination grew stronger and stronger. "I can definitely do it!" "Even if it's difficult, it's still easier than 996, easier than 007, easier than getting up for work and going to bed after work." "No problem!" His inner determination became stronger and stronger. Suddenly, a voice rang out, [Professor X, activate! [Personal module, open! [Mission module, activated!