Over time, you'll accumulate enough credits.
Just like Heita, Bai Luan also regarded this group of people as flies.
However, he wasn't as obvious as the Black Tower.
After the site was built, formal construction began. The company hired a professional team from the Bo Shi Society to carry out the construction. There was also a group of self-taught geniuses who, upon hearing the news, came here to volunteer their help with the ambition to follow the Black Tower.
Bai Luan asked Heita how to deal with those followers, and Heita replied:
"You decide what to do. If you're useful, stay; if not, get out."
It was very simple and cruel; the power of life and death was directly and confidently handed over to Bai Luan.
Bai Luan was initially indifferent to this and didn't intend to use his position as Black Tower's assistant to pressure these people.
Hello, hello, hello everyone.
You all work diligently, while I slack off diligently; life is so enjoyable!
That was his original thought, but Bai Luan was the smartest person here, so it was impossible for Bai Luan to slack off.
Since this professional team started construction, Bai Luan has been experiencing daily high temperatures.
There wasn't a single day of smooth construction. One day the engine would malfunction and explode, the next day the building wouldn't meet the required strength, and then some troublemaker would jump out and say that the design was too idealistic and couldn't be achieved in reality.
I've been working day and night to clean up the messes of this makeshift crew.
They should figure out how to fix the mess they made, and how to make things they can't make themselves. As for that troublemaker...
Of course, the goal is to create a product that meets expectations, then slap the experimental data that meets the requirements in his face, and finally fire him!
If you're bad at cooking, go practice!
And now you're questioning me?!
They clearly wrote it in the blueprints themselves, so why can't these people do it...?
Can't you even read the instruction manual?!
Whenever Bai Luan recalls her experiences over the past year, her blood pressure rises continuously.
It's as painful as being forced to play a game with a bunch of noobs, and having to play with them for over a year.
Although they have improved over the past year, they are still terrible! Terrible!
How capable can someone be to get into C?
If this group of people goes to Black Tower's house, they'll be kicked out in the afternoon if they go in the morning!
Bai Luan watched the countdown on the screen draw to a close, his fists clenched with excitement.
finally!
finally!!
finally!!!
It's almost over!
At this moment, a data stream suddenly flashed in the eyes of the black tower puppet next to Bai Luan, and then the expression on its face became lively.
She slightly turned her neck, her cold gaze first falling on Bai Luan's tense profile, lingering for a brief moment, before turning to the huge live broadcast screen of the launch in the center.
"It seems I didn't miss the launch."
Bai Luan didn't even need to turn his head to confirm; he knew that the Great Black Tower was watching everything here through the eyes of the Black Tower puppet.
"You've come at just the right time, Lady Black Tower."
"I just woke up, and now it seems I woke up at just the right time."
"Um."
After a brief chat, neither of them spoke again.
The entire control platform fell into a vacuum-like silence, with countless eyes focused on the numbers jumping on the screen, their heartbeats seemingly synchronized with the cold rhythm.
"emission!"
The launch button was slammed down, and the rocket carrying the Black Tower space station module began its ascent.
The entire control platform fell silent. Except for Black Tower, who remained indifferent, everyone else stared intently at the rocket being broadcast on the screen.
Launch, thruster separation, entry into orbit, module separation, deployment, and then docking with the remaining Black Tower space stations in the universe.
After a moment of intense waiting, the final module of the Black Tower space station successfully docked in space!
"Black Tower Space Station... Completed!"
The controller's voice trembled with disbelief, then was overwhelmed by a tsunami of ecstasy.
"Wuhu!!!"
Someone's shout ignited the fuse, and the entire platform was instantly engulfed by a giant wave of cheers.
Tears, hugs, hats tossed in the air... humanity's most primal emotions are unleashed at the pinnacle of success.
Bai Luan stood on the edge of this sea of joy, like an outcast.
There was no excitement in his eyes, only a blankness of near exhaustion.
It's over... This marathon, which lasted more than four hundred days and nights and drained all his energy and patience, has finally... crossed the finish line.
I...I...
I've been working overtime for over a year!!!
Who the hell can understand this?!
The silent screams echoed wildly deep within his soul, deafening, yet unable to drown out the genuine cheers from the outside world.
Amidst the noisy cheers, a clear, cool voice reached Bai Luan's ears.
"Well done."
Bai Luan was taken aback, then turned her head to look at the Black Tower doll, and then revealed a relieved smile.
"Thank you for your affirmation, Ms. Black Tower."
He took a deep, deep breath, then exhaled, as if trying to completely expel the stale air that had been accumulating in his lungs for a whole year.
Then, in a voice that was almost a sigh, with a sense of peace as if the dust had settled:
"I can finally... go home."
"Not yet. You need to take over the Black Tower Space Station for a while."
"ah?"
Bai Luan's expression immediately collapsed.
"Shouldn't you, Ms. Black Tower, handle this personally?"
"I'm not on Azure Star right now, and the only person qualified to do this is you."
Bai Luan looked at the black tower doll, pursed his lips, and said:
"I've been working here for over a year now..."
"Just keep going. We've endured it for over a year, what's wrong with enduring it a little longer?"
"Alright, as long as you don't drag it out too long, I really have to go back after this is done."
"Of course, I will give you a period of leave."
A section?
Will there still be jobs like this in the future...?
Oh well, at least I get a holiday before starting work.
"Ms. Black Tower, you're not on Azure Star right now? Where are you now?"
"Looks like you've been really busy lately. I, a genius, have made such a big commotion, and you haven't even noticed."
"Can't you see fate? Guess what?"
"Fate isn't always something you can see..."
Bai Luan glanced at the Black Tower doll and casually made a comment, then said in a tentative tone:
"Are you filming a TV show?"
"You guessed right. Now, guess again why I started this show?"
"Promote the Genius Club and announce to the world that you are a genius?"
"You guessed right again."
Bai Luan smiled and said:
"You really should show your face more often. It's a real shame that such a perfect genius as Lady Black Tower isn't being seen by the whole universe."
"Ah, I love hearing that."
Can we really seize the opportunity in Chapter 23?
Bai Luan held onto the window with one hand, looking at the planet Azure Star through the window of the Black Tower Space Station.
I feel like I'm getting further and further away from home.
Does this fulfill my childhood dream of becoming an astronaut, which I saw in a Xizhilang commercial?
Bai Luan revealed a bittersweet smile.
Because Black Tower is making a TV show, he is currently in charge of the space station.
No one questioned this point.
Having led this bunch of noobs for over a year, Black Tower has now semi-appointed him as the acting site manager, so naturally no one dares to question him.
However, Bai Luan didn't miss the position at all. He was just an agent and wouldn't be in it for long. After the Great Black Tower returned in a few days, he would say goodbye.
Therefore, he acted as the acting station manager in a very easygoing manner, to the point that the staff who had been under Bai Luan's guidance for more than a year were recently discussing why Assistant Bai had changed his personality.
When such rumors reached Bai Luan's ears, he felt somewhat helpless.
Did you put pressure on these people because they had bad tempers? Did you want to put pressure on them?
The extremely fierce Black Tower assistant?
I didn't see that; all I saw was a pitiful person who was desperate to get off work.
Besides, it's always windy or rainy when you ask those brats to build an engine. What I can do by myself in two weeks, they've been working on for half a year and still haven't finished. Anyone would be furious in that situation.
If I really had to give these teammates a score, the MVP would definitely be Black Tower. Whether it was Black Tower in the small dark room or the occasional inspection by the puppets in the real world, they all helped me a lot.
The company has been providing top-tier support, and over the past year, I've become desensitized to the occasional glimpse of credit points on invoices while signing for goods.
This shows how much money this space station has swallowed, and all of it is borne by the company, truly living up to its reputation as a top-notch support unit.
As for the others... they're so-so, with ratings ranging from 3.0 to 6.5.
However, Bai Luan remembered two shrewd individuals.
One was named Tony Stark, and the other was named Kurt Conrad.
Well, putting aside their talents, the names alone are enough for Bai Luan to remember.
One is Iron Man, the other is Lizard Man.
All I can say is that the world of Honkai Impact 3rd is full of hidden surprises that bring a smile to your face.
Bai Luan would give these two a score of around 8 out of 10. They are really smart; they get the hang of things after just one lesson and only make mistakes on difficult problems.
He's a promising talent; the fact that he could stay in the Black Tower's house for three days before being kicked out is quite impressive.
Well, it turns out that Black Tower House is the most difficult dungeon. Even with such a powerful tool as the Little Black Tower, it still took me three years to finally get through this dungeon.
Although he had only been traveling for a short time, he was brought here by the Great Black Tower...
After a while of being a lazy, unambitious site administrator, I can go home. The dawn of victory is just around the corner!
Although Bai Luan is optimistic, reality is not so beautiful.
The space station had just been completed, and the entire cabin exuded the aura of a new spacecraft, brand new but also appearing empty.Personnel are needed to fill various areas so that the space station can truly "come alive".
Therefore, the primary task now is to review the personnel who want to work on the Black Tower space station.
There's no need to elaborate on the old rookies he brought over a year ago. Bai Luan has already figured out their backgrounds, and after being under Bai Luan's care for over a year, they've all reached a level where they can stay.
Therefore, Bai Luan readily agreed to let those who were willing to stay enter the space station.
Back when the space station was completed.
The company promoted the Black Tower Space Station to the public, using the slogan of jointly exploring the mysteries of the stars to promote the space station, attracting a large number of scientists who wanted to follow the Black Tower.
Those geniuses from all over who came to follow the Black Tower after hearing the news had to undergo an interview before they could be hired.
The task of deciding whether these people would be hired naturally fell to Bai Luan.
Bai Luan's assessment was also very simple.
First, judging from their background, they must be geniuses from their own region to come here.
After confirming that the academic qualifications are satisfactory, we will assess the actual abilities and provide an internship period to see if the candidate can adapt to the work at the Black Tower Space Station.
Because there is a shortage of manpower at the moment, the difficulty of Bai Luan's assessment was not very high. After a brief assessment, he was temporarily hired as an intern.
This group of people are not only geniuses, but they also do not care about salary; they come purely to follow the ideals of the Black Tower.
If you want to shut them out, you should at least wait until they cause trouble.
Once the number of recruits is sufficient to maintain the daily operations of the Black Tower space station, no new staff will be recruited.
After finishing all that, Bai Luan was free from the interviews. He then spent another month supervising the group to familiarize themselves with the work at the Black Tower Space Station before taking a break.
He had nothing to do all day but wander around the Black Tower space station.
As the clerks say, he's like a ghost, appearing out of nowhere.
Because of guidance from past life experiences, planning all of this went relatively smoothly.
However, Bai Luan's slacking-off life as a stationmaster soon encountered a major enemy: the attack of nihilism.
The Black Tower Space Station was built simply to store the strange objects that the Great Black Tower had nowhere to put. Everyone on this space station is a byproduct of this space station.
In other words, this group of people was just an afterthought; no specific goals were set for them in the initial plan.
Therefore, it is now urgent to point them to a goal.
In the past few days, quite a few people have come to talk to me.
They all say they're here to do something big.
I came here not for money, but to dedicate myself to scientific research for my ideals. But now the work I do is too mundane, and I feel that my sacrifice is not worth the life I have now.
They demanded that Bai Luan arrange a job for them that matched the sacrifices they had made.
Several outspoken staff members even believed that this was a dereliction of duty by Bai Luan as the station chief.
If it were Black Tower, they'd probably already be criticizing these self-conscious junior staff members.
But Bai Luan's temper wasn't that bad.
He listened to the staff members' requests with a smile, and then said that he would definitely arrange things according to their requirements.
After calming them down, Bai Luan wrote down their names.
He knew all too well how to handle this situation; these newly recruited clerks were exactly the same as the inexperienced rookies he had tortured a year ago.
These people are really ungrateful, they don't realize that their current job is the easiest one they'll have in the next few years.
Right now, I've only taught them how to get the Black Tower Space Station up and running, but its real purpose—to store those troublesome artifacts—hasn't even begun yet.
Hmm... it's time to move on to the next step.
Bai Luan opened the list of rare items sent to him by the Great Black Tower, randomly picked out more than forty items, and sent them to the Black Tower Space Station's work group.
Bai Luan:
Bai Luan: All staff members may freely form teams and choose any exotic object from the appendix. Based on its characteristics, submit a complete containment plan within 30 standard days.
Bai Luan: The plan has been reviewed and approved by me, and is therefore considered valid.
Bai Luan: Those who are approved for the formal employee program can present their ideals, and I will give them a chance to try, depending on the circumstances.
Bai Luan: Those whose internship programs are approved will be immediately promoted to full-time positions. Those who continue to demonstrate excellent performance after becoming full-time will receive the same treatment.
Bai Luan: Those who fail to submit their proposals by the deadline, or whose proposals are rejected three times in a row—
Bai Luan: Formal employee, downgraded to intern, salary adjusted accordingly.
Bai Luan: Intern... I regret to inform you that you will be removed from the space station.
Bai Luan: Best of luck, everyone.
The day after this message was sent, Bai Luan clearly felt that the atmosphere at the Black Tower Space Station had changed.
It was an atmosphere of both pressure and vitality, and almost everyone regarded Bai Luan's news as an opportunity.
Hurried footsteps filled the corridor, while the brightly lit laboratory was filled with the sounds of debate, flipping through documents, and adjusting instruments, creating a strange, vibrant noise.
No one thought they would be fired.
Bai Luan smiled as he looked at the group of busy staff members.
Based on Bai Luan's evaluation of these staff members, no more than fifteen proposals will ultimately be approved.
The opportunity has been given to you, but can you really seize it?
Chapter 24: Too bad! Just practice more!
At first, everyone thought it was just a routine mission.
Half a month had passed, and still no proposal had passed Bai Luan's review.
However, they couldn't bring themselves to say anything that Bai Luan was deliberately making things difficult for them.
Because after Bai Luan received their proposals, her rejection replies were always very short, sometimes just a single sentence, yet they left them speechless.
When they sent the revised plan to Bai Luan again, Bai Luan once again left them speechless with a single question.
Both their proposal and Bai Luan's rejection were public and available to everyone.
For half a month, they made revisions and modifications, but none of the groups passed Bai Luan's review.
As time dwindled, the atmosphere on the Black Tower space station changed once again, transforming from a competitive environment into one of painful and high-pressure conditions.
An opportunity to realize one's dreams?
Nobody's even dreaming about that anymore. Now, they're just praying that their proposals will get approved.
Time continued to pass, and more than half a month had gone by, yet none of the group's proposals had passed the review.
Despite the fact that no group has passed the test yet, Bai Luan remains calm.
He wasn't making things difficult for these people; rather, their proposal genuinely had problems.
If we contain strange objects in their way, problems will inevitably arise sooner or later.
Moreover, Bai Luan had already anticipated this situation.
After all, rare objects are magical items that ordinary people rarely come into contact with. This may be the first time these staff members have seen such a rare object.
Lack of experience coupled with arrogance naturally leads to this situation.
Based on Bai Luan's scoring of these staff members, it is estimated that only the group proposals led by two people will be approved.
It's Stark and Conrad.
However, these two have not submitted a single proposal from the beginning until now, and it's unclear what they're thinking.
Oh well, since no one else passed, I won't be the one in a hurry.
The main purpose of this event was to slap these staff members in the face, to wake them from their dream of "I am a genius" and to make them face reality.
The current situation has basically achieved the desired effect; most people's moral resolve has been shattered.
Bai Luan didn't even specifically look for projects to make things difficult for them; he just had them do their daily work, and they all behaved like that.
I really don't know how they'll manage the other high-difficulty tasks; I can't even imagine.
It's no wonder that the Great Black Tower lost interest in the Black Tower Space Station not long after it was launched.
The people here certainly don't have the value to keep the Great Black Tower here for long.
After this, I'll be able to enjoy some more time to slack off.
This time, no one should dare to raise their voice at me.
Just then, Bai Luan's phone vibrated twice.
Who else submitted a proposal? Or were they submitted together?
I opened my phone, entered the group chat, and glanced at it.
Stark and Conrad sent the proposals one after the other.
Upon seeing these two names, Bai Luan smiled.
Then, a quick scan of the group revealed that everyone involved was a seasoned veteran.
They've finally arrived, this group of old rookies.
Bai Luan then opened the two people's proposal.
Budget planning, no problem.
Risk assessment, no problem.
Feasibility is not a problem.
After a thorough examination, Bai Luan could find no fault with the two men's proposal.
Great, my safety net has finally arrived.
After grading low-scoring papers for a month, I finally received a paper that passed.
It seems that they have been working diligently on the plan for the past two weeks.
These two groups represent the last remaining members of the space station's roster, and they successfully prevented the event from being completely shut out.
Bai Luan: The Stark Group and Conrad Group's proposals have been approved, and they are currently tied for first place.
This message immediately caused a huge stir within the Black Tower space station.
I estimate that many people have already gone to them to ask for their advice.
This is exactly what Bai Luan wanted.
Recognizing that you are incompetent is the first step to progress; the second step is to force them to humbly learn from you.
As the old saying goes, if you're bad at something, you just need to practice more!
Under the pressure of being expelled, a person's learning potential is actually quite high.
And in this way, these old novices can teach these new staff members, so they won't have to put in the effort to train them anymore.
In this way, the so-called station chief's dereliction of duty was resolved, the staff members recognized their own shortcomings, and the veteran inexperienced staff took on the responsibility of teaching newcomers.
Putting everyone else aside for now, Bai Luan has definitely won.
Time passed again, and in the blink of an eye, only seven days remained of the one-month deadline.
After the Stark and Conrad proposals were approved, three more groups' proposals were reviewed and approved, marking an epic step forward.
Those who passed breathed a sigh of relief, while those who failed were extremely anxious and sought advice from all sides.
Over the next seven days, the atmosphere on the space station would become increasingly oppressive with each passing day.
The most unfortunate among them are those arrogant individuals who choose the most difficult-to-contain artifacts as the subjects of their projects.
Neither forcing myself to continue nor exchanging for unusual items is a good option.
Caught in this painful situation, yet unable to find a way out, despite having tried their best, their proposed solutions still fail to pass approval.
It's like going to work wearing a mask of pain every day.
Bai Luan now goes out for a walk every day to see this hell on earth.
After the ordeal of this incident, the old rookie, needless to say, and the new staff members also looked at Bai Luan with a hint of awe and fear.
First Chapter Previous Chapter 24/306This easygoing acting station manager turned out to be just as the old clerk had described—strict and demanding.
To be honest, although Bai Luan had somewhat expected this evaluation, it was still a bit difficult to bear when it actually reached her ears.
Bai Luan couldn't help but laugh when he thought about how, after he left, Hei Ta would officially take over the Hei Ta Space Station and put these people under real pressure, they would miss him.
You have no idea how easy it was for Station Master Bai to lead us! Come back, our acting station master, my proudest belief...
As she thought about it, Bai Luan couldn't help but smile.
Seven days passed in the blink of an eye.
By the deadline, a total of thirteen proposals had passed Bai Luan's review.
The document contained more than forty strange items, but they had only taken in less than half of them.
With such limited abilities, you dare to talk about ideals in front of me, saying that you came to the space station to dedicate yourself to scientific research?
Now you know how ridiculous you are, right?
However, Bai Luan has a good temper, so she won't hold it against them too much. This so-called expulsion is just to scare them.
Thirteen proposals, but the total number of people in all these groups combined isn't that many.
I finally got the Black Tower Space Station up and running, I can't just turn it all on, can I?
Bai Luan opened the group chat.
Bai Luan: By the deadline, a total of thirteen proposals had been approved, far below expectations.
Bai Luan: I was too hasty in setting the goals for this project and did not take into account the actual situation of the Black Tower space station.
Bai Luan: This is my dereliction of duty as the station manager. I will upload a self-criticism report later.
Bai Luan: As for the dismissal punishment, since this situation was caused by my dereliction of duty, the punishment is cancelled, the reward remains unchanged, and I will take full responsibility.
Bai Luan: I offer my sincerest apologies to my colleagues at the Black Tower Space Station.
After posting her self-criticism, Bai Luan quietly waited in her office for public opinion to develop.
Bai Luan's statement appears to be a self-criticism, but in reality, it's a slap in the face to others.
Those idealistic friends who came to talk about their dreams before the project started must be feeling quite ashamed now after reading this statement, right?
Of course, if there really is someone who believes Bai Luan is reflecting on his actions, then let's wish him all the best on this space station.
The next day, a resignation letter was delivered to Bai Luan's office.
Bai Luan glanced at the signature, didn't even read the contents of the letter, and threw it away.
Then he took out the list he had written down earlier and crossed out a name.
In the remaining days, resignation letters kept arriving, and more and more names were crossed off the list in Bai Luan's hands.
Bai Luan didn't even read the contents of the letter.
Bai Luan didn't care at all whether these people who resigned were disheartened, resentful, or had come to terms with reality.
He only knew that people who couldn't even stand this much couldn't stay in the Black Tower Space Station for long, and leaving sooner would be better for everyone.
The exodus lasted for about four days. In the end, only a small number of people remained on Bai Luan's list at the Black Tower Space Station.
These people are a group that has been selected.
Endure humiliation and carry on with heavy burdens.
They first practiced forbearance.
Congratulations, you've taken the first step on becoming a seasoned newbie.
Next, we need to find a way to get them moving forward.
See you in Chapter 25~
It was obvious that Bai Luan was reprimanding these clerks.
If this space station didn't pass through his hands, then no matter how badly the recruited staff performed, it wouldn't be Bai Luan's responsibility.
But now that they've been through my hands, I can't perform too badly, because that would affect Bai Luan's rating in the eyes of the Great Black Tower.
Before boarding the Star Train and becoming an anonymous passenger, he couldn't afford to be disliked by the Great Black Tower.
Therefore, I need to train this group of people to a passing grade, or at least to the level of a seasoned newbie.
It's not too difficult; it only takes a little effort.
Now that there are thirteen groups available, the artifacts from the Great Black Tower can begin to be moved here gradually.
They began by taking in the thirteen strange objects for which plans already existed, and started transferring the excess strange objects from the Black Tower's house.
I'll also secretly add a few of my own creations, and I'll do that every time from now on.
This way, sooner or later, he can transfer all those oddities he created out of boredom to the Black Tower space station without the Black Tower's knowledge.
Although it's unknown how long this transfer of strange objects can last, they'll send as many "time bombs" that could potentially expose them as possible here.
The more you give away, the less risk you have of being exposed.
After spending several days arranging a schedule for these matters, Bai Luan's so-called self-reflection was about to come to an end.
In the past few days, most of the people who were supposed to leave have submitted their resignations. I have achieved all my goals and it's time to move on to the next step.
First, reward those who perform exceptionally well.
Now that I'm financially independent, investing in the research projects that two junior staff members want to do isn't out of the question; it won't cost much.
More importantly, after giving these people a wake-up call, they can't keep putting pressure on them. Bai Luan doesn't like that kind of atmosphere, so he needs to give them some rewards to ease the oppressive atmosphere.
After receiving the notification, Stark and Conrad arrived at Bai Luan's place as agreed and told him about the project they wanted.
They both chose mechanical prosthetics as their core research project, but with different focuses.
These two like to compete and see who is better. Just as Bai Luan can pick them out from the crowd, they can also sense that the other's strength is about the same as their own.
Therefore, they unconsciously regard the other party as their opponent.
To put it simply, Stand users are attracted to each other.
Bai Luan was naturally pleased with this situation; with his subordinates vying for power, the leader would undoubtedly benefit the most.
A harsh lesson to make them face reality, a sweet treat to give them hope for the future.
Only in this way can the space station maintain a good atmosphere, neither too depressed nor too arrogant.
After doing all this, Bai Luan announced that the containment of strange objects would be made routine, but there would be no longer a time limit. The condition for expulsion was that the person had not participated in a qualified program for six months, and the reward was the right to be the first to research strange objects.
Bai Luan then gave the group half a month to adapt. After they had gotten used to their new jobs, they put the task of classifying oddities back on the agenda.
In this way, Bai Luan quickly got the Black Tower Space Station on track in about two months.
Even though everyone has only been working for two months, it feels like they've been working for one or two years, with clear goals and schedules every day.
Feeling lost? Don't know what to do? Feeling that what you're doing now is meaningless?
You're just bored; you'll behave yourself after working overtime for two days.
After the Black Tower Space Station was initially on track, Bai Luan posed a difficult problem to all the staff of the Black Tower Space Station:
How to contain a stellar core?
Unfortunately, I won't be able to see the research proposals put forward by this group of people.
In the stationmaster's office, Bai Luan looked at his phone, and after confirming that everything was correct, placed it on the table.
On the phone screen was a message from Daheita.
She returned and informed Bai Luan that he could step down as acting station chief.
Bai Luan glanced at the thick stack of documents on his desk, which was being covered by his phone, and felt a pang of regret.
He's currently busy assigning departments to the Black Tower space station, and it's not finished yet.
However, it might be a good thing to be able to delegate this kind of task to others.
Bai Luan: Ladies and gentlemen, effective immediately, I am stepping down as acting stationmaster of the Black Tower Space Station.
Stark: !
Stark: ?
Stark: Don't go! My experimental funds! My big spender!
Conrad: @Bai Luan, admin, what happened? I can try to help you.
Stark: +1
Seeing their replies, Bai Luan smiled. In the Black Tower Space Station group chat that he had created, these two were the most active members.
Bai Luan: It's alright.
Bai Luan: It's just that Ms. Black Tower finished her work and came back to take over the space station, so I, the one who filled in, am off duty.
When Bai Luan posted the message, the message refreshed much faster, and many more people commented.
This was partly because Bai Luan was about to step down as station chief, and people's fear of him had dissipated considerably; and partly because of excitement.
After all, many people came here specifically for the Great Black Tower, and now that the Great Black Tower is about to appear at the Black Tower Space Station, how could they not be excited?
Seeing the unusual liveliness in the work group, Bai Luan also felt a sense of pleasure.
Although he knew that the group's expectations for the Great Black Tower would soon be dashed by reality.
But he also knew that after these two months of "tempering," this group of people would at least not collapse at the first sign of trouble.
Stark: @Bai Luan, station admin, where are you going after you step down?
Conrad: Same question.
Bai Luan: I have other work to do, so I won't be staying on the space station.
After the message was sent out, the previously lively work group fell silent again for a brief period of time.
"Oh..."
Bai Luan let out a low sneer as he looked at the screen.
"Those pretentious little brats are probably already celebrating with champagne behind the scenes."
Bai Luan typed out the message and sent it out.
Bai Luan: We've worked together for a while, whether long or short, and eventually we'll part ways. Let each of us send a message saying "Oh, stationmaster, my stationmaster" to see me off.
Stark: Does that sentence have any special meaning?
It certainly has special meaning.
This is from the movie "Dead Poets Society" from a previous life. It's the farewell message that a teacher's students give him before he leaves.
The reason he asked the clerk to say goodbye was simply because he wanted to relive some memories of his past life.
Ultimately, can I really be considered their teacher?
Heh, whether it counts or not, for now, just consider me one.
Just as Bai Luan was trying to come up with a random excuse, a message was sent out first.
Conrad: @Stark, you're so clueless. Why ask so many questions at a time like this? Just say:
While Conrad was still typing his second message, Stark's name lit up again.
He spoke first, saying what Conrad was about to say.
Stark: Oh, stationmaster, my stationmaster.
Almost simultaneously, Conrad's news followed.
Conrad: Oh, stationmaster, my stationmaster.
Conrad, who was in the lab, smiled as he looked at the message that Stark had sent first.
"I didn't expect you to still have some emotional intelligence left."
Stark, in another lab, curled his lip.
"I'm no dumber than you."
In an instant, the work group chat was flooded with messages; at a glance, all I could see were 'Oh, the site administrator, my site administrator.'