Thanks to [80 Xiao Ju] for the 'Big Health Care' gift.
...
The content of the conversation between the two reached the ears of the others, eliciting different reactions.
Dan Heng didn't pay much attention, his mind repeatedly replaying the process of Qi Zhimu charging into the battlefield and the aura he emitted.
The resentment was at the forefront; his hatred for the Antimatter Legion was clearly evident.
As for the fighting style... Dan Heng frowned slightly.
It was too bold and unrefined... showing an unorthodox, reckless energy that fit the style of a Galaxy Ranger perfectly, completely different from that Crimson Flash of back then.
Swinging a musical instrument to smash enemies—that scene was just too jarring.
Perhaps, it really was just a coincidence.
After all, when that person sacrificed himself back then, not even ashes remained; both soul and form were annihilated. How could one speak of resurrection?
Even if he could truly be resurrected, how could he not return to the Xianzhou or contact his old friends?
The Galaxy Ranger Lord Zhimu before him also didn't have the bloodline aura of a Xianzhou person at all.
Before long, the group arrived at the Master Control Zone.
Himeko and Welt left first for other important matters. After March 7th confirmed that Stelle was temporarily safe, she asked Dan Heng to look after her, while she led Qi Zhimu to find Asta.
"No rush, March."
"Ah? Don't you want to find her?"
"The crisis has just been resolved. That Lead Researcher must be busy beyond belief right now. Approaching her now might even be counterproductive."
"True. So, what are your plans next?"
"I don't know. Staying on the Astral Express is just staying there, and finding a place to stay here is also just staying."
Qi Zhimu spread his hands and said honestly:
"If you're talking about touring the Space Station, with the current state of damage everywhere, there's not much to see."
Hearing him say this, March 7th also spread her hands: "How about looking around the Master Control Zone first? At least this place wasn't overrun by the Legion, so it's a bit quieter."
"I'll leave it to the guide's discretion."
Dan Heng watched the two leave, glanced at the quietly sleeping Stelle, and then closed his eyes to rest.
...
"Although I haven't been to the Herta Space Station many times, Ms. Herta's attitude toward the Astral Express Crew is quite good; she gave us very high permissions."
While walking, March 7th briefed Qi Zhimu.
"For example, the Master Control Zone. Non-Space Station staff cannot enter at will, but our Astral Express Crew can, and we can even bring people we trust, like you."
"I'm flattered."
"You saved many people on the Space Station; actually, you could probably get in even without me leading you."
Qi Zhimu remained noncommittal, his gaze sweeping over the staff members dealing with the aftermath of the disaster, reading an emotion called anxiety on many of their faces.
As a Space Station under the name of a genius, to be thrown into such chaos by an attack from the Antimatter Legion...
From the Security Department below to the management above, they were bound to face questioning.
As for Herta, no one would dare to question her.
During these years as a Galaxy Ranger, he had fought many battles of wits and courage against the followers of Dr. Primitive.
Through dealing with the followers of that notorious genius, Qi Zhimu knew very well the 'filter' ordinary people had for members of the Genius Society.
That kind of fanaticism was often purer than faith.
Though in terms of ability alone... any genius was qualified for it.
But in terms of morality?
In the adult world, it felt like morality carried less weight than one's stance.
Qi Zhimu shared the reason for the staff's anxiety with March 7th, along with his speculations about subsequent hidden dangers.
After listening to him, March 7th expressed her agreement.
"You're right. Before the Doomsday Beast appeared, Asta had mentioned similar concerns to us."
"What did she say?"
"She said the staff here trust Ms. Herta immensely and never imagined the Space Station would be breached by the Legion. Compared to physical injuries, the mental panic is even more terrifying."
"It's good that she realizes it. It shows that Lead Researcher Asta isn't a fool; she just lacks experience."
Qi Zhimu's opinion of the Space Station management improved slightly.
"Mending the fold is not scary; just fix it early. If you wait until people's hearts are scattered, it will be much harder to repair."
March 7th nodded, then sighed.
"I think Asta has done a very good job. How should I put it... Ms. Herta being a hands-off boss is the main problem."
"Sigh, her personality is too willful. She won't spare even half a second for things she's not interested in."
"All the emails Asta sends vanish like stones in the ocean. She doesn't care at all about the followers or the curio storage in this Space Station."
"I reckon if Ms. Herta weren't coming to get the curio from Himeko, she likely wouldn't return to the Space Station."
"And once she gets the curio, the time she stays definitely won't exceed... Oh, Asta, you're here?"
Seeing the familiar figure not far away, March 7th waved her hand in greeting.
"It's you, Miss March. I'm relieved to see you're all right. This must be Mr. Zhimu. Thank you very much for saving so many staff members during the crisis; word has already spread through the Security Department."
Asta's words were not mere pleasantries; she was sincerely grateful.
According to reports from the relevant staff, the Space Station's Centrifugal System had briefly failed earlier. Fortunately, Qi Zhimu had eliminated the nearby Void Rangers, allowing it to be repaired in time.
Otherwise, the losses to the Space Station would have been much greater.
"As a token of gratitude, the Space Station will pay you a reward. Do you have any additional requests?"
"A reward isn't necessary. I have a grudge against Destruction, and your Space Station has a good relationship with the Astral Express. As a hitchhiker, it was just a matter of convenience," Qi Zhimu waved his hand.
In terms of social etiquette, one still had to go through the motions; it wasn't a big deal.
But if he were to provide security suggestions and improvement plans for the Space Station, then it would have to be handled as official business.
"Asta, is the damage to the Space Station particularly severe?" March 7th asked with concern.
Asta: "It's not particularly severe. Ms. Herta is rushing to the Space Station. She wrote some code for me on the way. I just tried it, and the shield's repair speed is more than three times faster than before."
"Thanks to her, the repair and reconstruction work of the Space Station can start smoothly, but the interior..."
"The moment the Stellaron was removed, although it was only for a moment, it still eroded the Space Station, forming a new space called a Rift."
"The eroded parts are irreversible. Therefore, the Space Station will likely remain in a semi-Rifted state for a long time."
As soon as these words were spoken, March 7th immediately looked worried.
"This is going to be difficult. Did Ms. Herta say how to solve it?"
"Currently, there is no good way to solve it. We can only increase security personnel and improve patrol density to protect the researchers' studies."
Asta shook her head, then cheered herself up.
"Mr. Zhimu, would it be convenient to add your contact information?"
"Sure. By the way, I have a side job as an interstellar mercenary. If you have any difficult problems, feel free to place an order with me."
Qi Zhimu smilingly added Asta's private number and found she was operating something.
Suddenly, a notification sound rang from his phone.
"Just a small token of my appreciation. Besides this, I couldn't think of a better way to express my gratitude for a moment. Please be sure to accept it."
"You're too kind... wait..."
Qi Zhimu didn't think much of it at first, but when he saw that string of numbers, his eyes twitched.
One zero, three zeros... nine zeros!
A full one billion Credit Points!
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