Soon, these publicity personnel also noticed Nan Zhubin, particularly the somewhat provocative recording action in Nan Zhubin's hands.
However, no one stopped him, instead, one person was assigned to watch Nan Zhubin from afar, seemingly observing something.
Nan Zhubin glanced at the person, and after a brief thought, ignored him and took out his notebook to continue recording his thoughts.
[Scientific flyers are like trying to use Western medicine prescriptions to treat a body soaked in the medicinal lead of Eastern culture.]
Nan Zhubin silently evaluated in his heart.
He could almost foresee that Professor Ji's purely rational logic-based "scientific illusion-breaking" offensive would likely struggle to penetrate the psychological barriers built by fear, culture, and trauma.
It might even... backfire.
[There's going to be trouble.]
Rustle—
"Teacher Nan... what's this?"
