Bai Luan walked into Ms. Herta's office, watching her still researching the simulated universe data obtained from the Star Survey.
"Ms. Herta, I'm back from messing around~"
Herta put away the simulated universe data and looked at Bai Luan:
"All adjusted?"
Bai Luan stared at Herta for a while.
Hmm, his mind wasn't a chaotic mess, and his previous memories weren't forcibly taking over his head.
Everyone!
The Celestial Jade Therapy really works!
Bai Luan nodded and said:
"Consider it adjusted."
"Then I'll have to see how well you've adjusted."
Herta took a few steps closer, shortening the distance between them and leaning in to look at Bai Luan's face.
Seeing that Bai Luan's expression remained unchanged, she reached out and pinched his cheek, then observed his reaction.
Hmm, indeed, his reaction was less pronounced than a few days ago.
But then, Herta felt something was amiss and stared at Bai Luan carefully for a while longer.
"Where did you get the Abundance blessing on you…?"
When this was mentioned, Bai Luan said with a hint of helplessness:
"Would you believe me if I said the Arbiter-General took a liking to me?"
"I didn't realize you were so popular."
Herta smiled at his words:
"It seems you've adjusted quite well, you're even daring to joke with me."
Then, she asked:
"Does this blessing affect you?"
"I managed to eliminate the negative effects, now only the benefits remain; at least my lifespan has increased."
"That's not bad then."
Herta nodded.
"He saved this genius some trouble."
Herta didn't dwell on this matter for too long.
"The Swarm Disaster has been thoroughly surveyed by the Star Survey. I plan to invite Ruan Mei and Screwllum over to share the research data."
Hiss… when he heard this news, Bai Luan's heart stopped for a moment.
For Bai Luan, this was hardly good news.
The last time the three geniuses were together at the Space Station, it didn't leave him with any good memories.
No way… no way he'd have to return to that intense workload once they arrived, right?
It seemed his Xianzhou vacation ended too soon.
No, no, he needed to calm down first, not panic.
Thinking carefully, it was unlikely his workload would return to its previous intensity.
After all, the Swarm Disaster had already been developed, and it was unlikely a new simulated universe DLC would be developed anytime soon.
Besides, the two geniuses wouldn't maintain high attention on him indefinitely.
Ruan Mei's impression of him was merely that he could create the Azure and that his pastries were delicious.
Screwllum was interested because he had saved a nascent sentient mechanical civilization.
It sounded exaggerated, but in reality, for a genius, these two things weren't particularly impressive.
So much time had passed, and he hadn't contacted them in a long time.
He believed his evaluation in the eyes of these two geniuses should have dropped somewhat.
Under such circumstances, even if Ruan Mei and Screwllum came to the Space Station again, his workload wouldn't rise to its previous high level.
See, how perfectly logical and reasonable this was; reality would surely align with his conjecture.
Bai Luan gradually convinced himself, and his unease slowly dissipated.
Right, how could he be constantly remembered by three geniuses?
It would be good enough if one genius kept him in mind… As Bai Luan was thinking, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his waist and immediately snapped back to reality.
It turned out Herta had pinched him.
"When did you start daring to lose focus while talking to this genius?"
Herta watched Bai Luan's pained expression, withdrew her hand from his waist, and asked with a smile, arms crossed:
"Are you back? If not, I'll pinch you again."
"…No need."
"Anyway, that's the situation. Ruan Mei and Screwllum should arrive at the Space Station soon. Go make arrangements."
"I understand."
Bai Luan walked out of Ms. Herta's office, his mind beginning to sort through the tasks he needed to do.
The welcoming ceremony for the two geniuses at the Space Station could be arranged by Asta.
Although for the two geniuses, they probably didn't care much about whether there was a welcoming party.
But the geniuses might not care, the Space Station couldn't be unprepared.
Screwllum wouldn't make any extra demands, but Ruan Mei would likely use the section of the module Herta had previously allocated to her for this visit.
He had been in charge of that task back then, and he also knew what Ruan Mei would be doing there, so he used exceptionally strong materials when constructing that module section.
Big workshops use a lot of material!
The Propagation Aeon that Ruan Mei replicated would absolutely not be able to break through this module section in a mere 56 seconds.
Also, the bullets carrying the mara-struck could be handed over to Ruan Mei this time.
Perhaps the research results could be used by the Xianzhou people then?
Replacing mara-struck with normal aging.
However, he couldn't just take it for free. What should he give Ruan Mei as compensation then?
Should he make her some more pastries?
Would only pastries be too shabby?
Forget it, he'd let the Xianzhou figure out what compensation to give then.
He would just act as a messenger in between.
Besides, thinking about these things now was too premature.
The mara-struck bullets hadn't even been delivered to her yet, and he was already thinking about how to use her research results.
Very good, it seemed what he needed to do next was very clear.
First, notify Asta to prepare the welcoming ceremony for the geniuses, then he would go inspect the module section prepared for Ruan Mei to see if there were any omissions.
He hoped this reunion of the three geniuses would pass smoothly for him.
As Bai Luan was thinking this, his phone suddenly vibrated continuously.
Bai Luan picked up his phone, a little curious.
He had quite a few contacts on his phone, but most were set to do not disturb, except for a few specially starred people.
And these specially starred people rarely sent him such a continuous stream of messages.
Who was looking for him so urgently?
Bai Luan opened his phone and clearly saw who had sent the messages.
Gwendolyn?
Who was that?
Bai Luan frowned, then looked at the messages the other party had sent.
They were a series of beautiful landscape photos, and in most of these photos, there was an old man.
Oh, it was Edward.
Bai Luan: Edward?
Gwendolyn: I didn't expect Mr. Bai Luan to still remember me, I am deeply honored.
Bai Luan: My memory isn't that bad yet. How's the interstellar travel?
Gwendolyn: Very good, I've never felt this good before.
Gwendolyn: I have to thank you for the AI you prepared. Its functions are too numerous: navigation, chatting to relieve boredom, taking photos… almost omnipotent.
Gwendolyn: It even helped me register an account.
Bai Luan: This name is…?
Gwendolyn: Oh, Ina and I thought of it together. It's the name of our future child.
Gwendolyn: We thought of two names, one for a boy and one for a girl. Ina wants a boy, and I want a girl.
Gwendolyn: This name is my tribute to Ina.
Gwendolyn: I really have nothing to repay you with, so I can only show you the scenery I've seen.
Gwendolyn: I hope I'm not disturbing you.
Bai Luan: The photos are very well taken.
Bai Luan: Knowing that someone is living a happy life because of my help is the greatest reward for me.
Gwendolyn: Thank you.
Bai Luan: You're welcome. If you have any problems, remember to notify me; I guarantee after-sales service.
He had already left a fixed point on the spaceship. If anything happened to the ship, he could immediately use a dimensional door to get there.
If they encountered any space pirates, he would just fly over and elbow them to death.
Gwendolyn: Haha.
Gwendolyn: I hope your life is pleasant. I won't disturb you further.
Bai Luan changed Gwendolyn's contact name to Edward, then turned off his phone screen and put it away.
Thinking of the three geniuses he would soon face, he couldn't help but feel a little anxious.
When the three of you get together, please don't propose any more earth-shattering projects… I hope there's no overtime.
He hoped so… Bai Luan prayed.