o— The Herta Space Station’s Department of Star-Field Species and Department of Cosmic Geography—one exploring extraordinary life, the other dealing with rocks and dirt all day—both required their researchers to conduct extensive experiments and investigations, tasks that didn’t yield quick academic results.
However, after seeing how Hua Yi had optimized the database, the heads of both departments judged him to possess a clear mind, rigorous logic, and an eye for filtering out commonalities and differences from complex information.
He ought to be poached.
How many Hidden Mysteries did the Department of Lumina Archives even have?
Barely over a hundred.
The volume of their content was pathetic compared to other departments.
As for those Aeon secrets—what a joke.
Of all the beings in the sea of stars, how many had actually had an audience with an Aeon?
Aside from the well-known legends, most of the Department of Lumina Archives’ data was just fragmented information gathered from baseless rumors, impossible to integrate or summarize.
It was a complete waste of the man’s talent.
But my Department of Star-Field Species / Department of Cosmic Geography is different.
Our department’s data is as vast as the sea, and we can guarantee that the vast majority of it is authentic and reliable.
If Hua Yi comes over, he can be a Level III Researcher right away.
As long as he continues to contribute his intelligence and improve the department’s overall efficiency, it won’t be long before he’s a Level IV Researcher.
How can that compare to studying those Mid and High-rank Mysteries in the Department of Lumina Archives that no one has been able to replicate for ages?
As for the Low-rank Mysteries, hehe, it wasn’t that they had anything against the Department of Lumina Archives, but having a talent like Hua Yi pour his energy into those inexplicable Low-rank rituals was an absolute waste.
The higher-ups from the Department of Star-Field Species and the Department of Cosmic Geography prepared to have a face-to-face talk with the newcomer, to persuade him to abandon the darkness for the light and not to waste his time in the Department of Lumina Archives.
The title of Level II Researcher was unworthy of his talent.
Come to our department, and you’ll be Level III immediately.
The two men set out from different directions, heading for the same destination, only to frown when they encountered a large number of fully-armed Defense Department researchers on the way.
“What’s going on?” Besides the five major research departments, the station had four support departments.
The Defense Department, as its name implied, was responsible for the station’s security.
To see them mobilize so many personnel was truly eye-catching.
“The laboratory ahead is a key protected area.
Unauthorized personnel, please take a detour.” “Do I look unauthorized to you?” “My apologies.
The Department of Lumina Archives has used its authority to set the corresponding laboratory to the highest security level.
Other than Station Master Asta and Ms.
Herta, no one has the right to inquire.
If you wish to know the details, please consult with the Department of Lumina Archives or apply to the Station Master for an inquiry permit.” “Did those guys in the Department of Lumina Archives get into trouble?” The senior member of the Department of Cosmic Geography looked uncertain, his expression turning grim.
He didn’t press the ordinary researcher any further, merely observing the heavily guarded area from a distance.
After confirming that things seemed stable and carefully studying the expressions of the Defense Department members, he saw no signs of panic or anxiety.
He relaxed slightly and began to feel a sense of schadenfreude.
He remembered when his own department had a notorious figure who blew a giant hole in the Herta Space Station, causing the entire department to be unable to hold their heads high in front of the money-managing Department of Universal Things, terrified they would demand an exorbitant repair fee.
If the Department of Lumina Archives had a similar character now, the Department of Cosmic Geography could at least enjoy the show.
Ah, no, now wasn’t the time for that.
Poaching Hua Yi was the priority.
—o— “To all my colleagues who fixate day in and day out on the gains and losses of humanity, please halt your hurried steps for the rights of non-human beings and hear my plea!
The machines and Curios in the space station should also be defined as life!
Their rights deserve to be protected!
Join the Mimicry Protection Association I have founded and support my bill to abolish machine slavery!” A researcher wearing the badge of the Department of Jurisprudence was shouting and proselytizing in a corner of the station, becoming a significant source of noise.
Passing researchers acted as if they hadn’t heard a thing, ignoring him completely and walking away at a faster pace than usual.
Among them was the founder of the Department of Jurisprudence, Guen.
In the vast universe, even the rights of humanity could not be effectively protected.
The Department of Jurisprudence hadn’t even managed to uphold basic justice, and yet someone was already advocating for the rights of bizarre objects.
It was a pathetic sight.
Previously, Guen had been disheartened, no longer discussing justice and letting his department grow wild.
He could remain calm when he heard his researchers promoting such nonsensical ideas.
But after discovering the future hope of his department yesterday, Guen now found the noise grating.
What kind of rotten apple was this?
If Hua Yi had to share a department with such a person in the future, wouldn’t that be an injustice to him?
After he finished today’s most important business, it was time to thoroughly review the department’s personnel files, filter out those who had not only failed to produce any decent results but also disrupted the department’s atmosphere, and report them to Station Master Asta for dismissal.
Guen arrived outside Hua Yi’s dormitory.
Just as he was about to compose his features into a kind and affable smile, he froze.
A large crowd was gathered in the corridor.
“Once he transfers to my Department of Universal Things, his benefits will be far better than being a Level II Researcher in the Department of Lumina Archives.
He’ll have all the resources he needs, work that aligns with his career development, overtime pay for overtime, and exceptionally generous bonuses.” The former Head of the Department of Universal Things, Wen Huairen, had brought the current Head, Wen Mingde, and was taking advantage of the time before Hua Yi came out to lecture his son.
“Father, you’ve finally agreed to let the department formally implement overtime pay and work bonuses?” “What are you talking about?
The overtime pay and bonuses are for Hua Yi!
Can what the others do even be called overtime?
They can’t finish their assigned tasks, dragging them out past working hours, sometimes taking days to submit them.
The department is already being magnanimous by not docking their pay, and they want overtime?
If you can’t establish a comprehensive incentive mechanism and only know how to throw money around, then don’t even think about it.” “…Alright.” “Hua Yi is different.
He’s not the type to cut corners for a few Herta Coins or Credits—hmm, once he’s familiar with how our department operates, you two can talk more.” “Wen Huairen!
What is this nonsense about Hua Yi transferring to the Department of Universal Things?” Guen, who had been exceptionally amiable while discussing the starry sky with the young man last night, now felt his temper flare upon hearing the old fool from Universal Things spouting such drivel.
He became aggressive.
“He is the hope of the Department of Jurisprudence!
I will not permit you to speak such nonsense here!” “Guen?
What are you doing here?” “I am here to ensure that the person destined to lead the Department of Jurisprudence into a new future is transferred to the department most suited for him.” —o—