Starry Sky: My Life Star God, starting reward Ruan Mei

Bai Yan's words were like a weight on the other side of a scale, causing the balance in her heart to waver. Change might bring new opportunities, or even no future troubles.

This is yet another substantial promise.

She knew this change was important to Luo Fu, but she was still full of doubts about whether she was capable of shouldering this heavy responsibility. However, the other party had promised that it would not become a burden for her in the future.

This is an opportunity with no future troubles; to hesitate any longer would seem coy and pretentious.

"I can give you some time to think about it."

The clear voice came again, calm and without disappointment. The other party was simply setting the scales, using only concrete promises to influence her inner balance, without trying to manipulate her other emotions.

"Sir, you need not wait any longer. I have already made my decision."

Tingyun's eyes flickered slightly. She took a deep breath, and her shoulders gradually relaxed. Her fox ears finally stood up again, and her white tail swayed gently, as if to encourage herself.

Then, with a renewed determination, Tingyun raised her head, her pupils reflecting a resolute light.

At this moment, she temporarily reverted to her usual way of speaking in this enclosed space: "This humble woman is willing to give it a try."

Tingyun knew that accepting this challenge meant her life might change dramatically, but she was willing to give it a try.

Bai Yan smiled and changed the subject: "The matter has been settled. Put the sword away and let's go buy some snacks."

In a daze, Tingyun felt that the majestic deity had suddenly returned to his approachable appearance.

Or perhaps, the other person's expression remained unchanged; it was her mood that changed.

Tingyun carefully put the sword on the table back into her personal storage device and returned from the small cabin of the starship to the driver's seat, which was only two or three steps away.

As she sat down, Bai Yan's voice came again: "Are you usually this careful with your weapon? While maintenance is important, please remember, this is a weapon, not a treasure."

"Um……"

Tingyun once again disguised his way of speaking as Qingyun's.

A moment later, Tingyun led Baiyan to a street in Luofu, where they bought a lot of seasonal snacks from Luofu.

On their way back to Xingcha, Tingyun and Baiyan both noticed a small figure darting through the streets and alleys.

A thick braid and tail, a pale purple leaning towards pink, swung out, and two small dragon horns peeked out from behind the alley corner. A pair of bright blue eyes were alert to something.

Both of them recognized her as Bai Lu, the current Dragon Lord of the Chiming Clan of the Luofu Immortal Ship, the Medicine-Carrying Dragon Girl.

Tingyun knew this adorable little guy well; Bailu had undoubtedly secretly run away from the Dan Ding Division.

Tingyun paused, her gaze lingering on Bailu for a long time.

Bai Yan reminded her, "Go back first. Once this matter is settled, you'll have plenty of time to play around with that dragon girl. When you tell her the truth, she might be quite surprised."

Tingyun turned her gaze back: "What do you mean 'not necessarily'? It's definitely going to be a shock."

The two ignored the dragon girl carrying the medicine for the time being, and walked away from the street and returned to the star raft.

Tingyun returned to the driver's seat, but after a crisp snap of his fingers, Baiyan's figure had already disappeared into the starship.

Tingyun wasn't surprised. She didn't need to go back with him, so she decided to wait here for the time being.

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Star Train, Nguyen Mai's bedroom.

Her hair was as black as ink, coiled on an elegant updo, with a slightly side braid hanging down and a few soft strands falling casually to her cheeks, adding a touch of unintentional gentleness.

Nguyen Mai sat quietly in the chair, her back ramrod straight, appearing dignified and composed.

The floating screen in front of her projected a clear image in the air, and the virtual keyboard appeared as she lightly tapped the keys. Each key was touched precisely and silently, and her movements were both methodical and exuded a detached professionalism.

She sat in the chair, facing the empty space in the room, operating something on the floating screen while keeping an eye on Xiaoya.

At this moment, little Yalilo was holding a small mop in both hands, dragging it back and forth on the floor with a heave-heave-heave.

She dragged her feet for a while, then stopped and looked at Ruan Mei: "Mom, when is Dad coming back? I want to clean his room too."

Ruan Mei moved the floating screen aside for a moment and looked at Xiaoya for a rational analysis.

Today's rewards were completed in her room before the morning jump, and Bai Yan had enough plum blossom cakes on her. Matters concerning simulated life forms can be discussed remotely using communication devices...

Ultimately, Nguyen Mai concluded: "From a purely rational point of view, he has no reason to return today; he may have to wait until tomorrow night."

"Huh?" Xiaoya's cute little face clearly showed a hint of disappointment.

Just then, a clear voice came from the doorway: "Who said I wouldn't be back until tomorrow night?"

Ruan Mei and Xiao Ya's attention was drawn to the doorway.

Bai Yan leaned against the door from inside the room, holding a box in one hand and gently knocking on the door with her other hand, smiling as she said, "I forgot to knock just now, sorry."

Chapter 107 Life Simulation

Little Yalilo put the little mop aside and ran over, calling out, "Daddy."

Bai Yan bent down, patted Xiao Ya's head, and lifted the things he was carrying in his other hand: "I brought you and Mom some seasonal snacks from Luofu this season."

When Xiaoya looked at what he was holding, her eyes seemed to sparkle. She turned around and looked up at him again, saying, "Thank you, Dad."

Bai Yan stood up, avoiding the still-damp floor that Xiao Ya had just mopped, and went to Ruan Mei's side, placing the snacks on the table.

He joked, "Xiaoya already said thank you. Aren't you going to say something in return?"

Ruan Mei spoke calmly, replying in a gentle tone, "What? Do you also want me to say thank you to Dad?"

After making this joke, Nguyen Mai also noticed that her recent speaking habits had been somewhat influenced by Bai Yan.

Bai Yan noticed this as well and replied, "Of course not, ethical dilemmas aren't funny. You haven't been back to see your father in a long time, have you? We can find some time to visit him together."

Nguyen Mai's mother has passed away, but her father has not. However, Nguyen Mai has not been able to visit her father for a long time.

Ruan Mei didn't say much about Bai Yan's suggestion, but nodded slightly: "It's been a long time since we've been apart, so this is indeed a good suggestion."

Xiaoya cast a curious glance at her from the side: "Your father? Is he Mommy's dad? Are we going to see Grandpa?"

Bai Yan placed his hand on Xiao Ya's head again and gently stroked it: "That's right, we'll take Xiao Ya with us then."

Xiaoya beamed with joy, nodded her little head, and her long, emerald-green hair swayed as she said, "Yes, let's go together."

Ruan Mei's gaze unconsciously swept over Xiao Ya, then over Bai Yan, and the full-length mirror in the room reflected this warm scene from afar.

If she were to meet her father like this, he might assume she was already married, and then even an explanation would seem ineffective.

When the rumors about [Bai Yan and Ms. Ruan Mei getting married] first came out, my father had already called several times.

There was no reprimand for not informing him, only blessings.

Her father, a sculptor, wanted to carve a gift for her and Bai Yan, but after she reposted Luo Sigu's clarification and explained it to him, he gave up.

Now that I'm taking Xiaoya along for the visit, I'm afraid I'll have to use a lot of persuasion.

Although she doesn't care about other people's opinions and the concept of family has become blurred in her mind, she still can't completely ignore her parents.

Bai Yan pulled out a chair from the side and sat down: "How's the project going?"

Ruan Mei snapped out of her thoughts and swiped over the floating screen she had just moved aside: "The Memory Master of the Flowing Light Memory Court you're looking for is a [Memory] Envoy. She has the ability to retrieve cosmic memories that were not directly involved by the Star Gods, including most of the battles on the Immortal Ship."

Ruan Mei did not ask Bai Yan how he knew the envoy, which did not surprise her at all.

But when Bai Yan unpacked the seasonal snacks, he didn't mind explaining, "I had Estella find an auction house to auction a light cone related to Kripper, and this [Memory] Envoy was the buyer."

Nguyen Mai adjusted the data on the screen, listening quietly.

"When I approached Black Tower to discuss cooperation, I asked Estella for her contact information. She was happy to cooperate with me, the seller, but said that if I were to sell similar light cones in the future, I should give her priority consideration."

The other party didn't even ask for priority purchase rights, but simply asked to be considered first.

The [Memory] Envoy knew very well that anyone who could produce a light cone of that caliber and dared to offend the Interstellar Peace Company by banning them from the auction was definitely not a simple person.

Bai Yan was well aware that the person who dared to take that photo of the light cone under those circumstances, without fear of retaliation from the company, was definitely not a nobody.

This will be a great help to him in carrying out his simulated life project.

After an auction, without even exchanging words, both parties already have a general understanding of each other's identities.

However, the Interstellar Peace Corporation became the yardstick for measuring the strength of both sides.

Ruan Mei continued adjusting the data on the floating screen in front of her, calmly reporting the current situation:

"This is undoubtedly a massive project comparable to simulating the universe. If we were to start from scratch, it would take at least a considerable amount of time to even begin to take shape. But since you've used a sliver of power from the very beginning of life to evolve it, the core calculation problem has already been solved, and then..."

Nguyen Mehra paused slightly as she touched the virtual screen, seemingly contemplating how to adjust the gesture.

Bai Yan had already opened the box of seasonal snacks, taken out a piece, and placed it to Ruan Mei's lips: "Then what other questions do you have?"

Ruan Mei's tone remained calm: "Then all that's needed is some basic data adjustments and tedious adjustments such as building the nervous system. Calling in Black Tower would be an underutilization of its talents."

After saying that, Ruan Mei took a small bite of the pastry that Bai Yan handed her and savored it.

She did not object to this feeding behavior.

On the contrary, it can replenish energy, allow you to enjoy delicious desserts, and not interfere with your work. Why not?

Aside from her life science research, she enjoys listening to traditional opera, eating pastries, and doing embroidery in her spare time.

Nowadays, the embroidery and opera performances have been reduced, but a lot of pastries have been made.

And so, with Bai Yan feeding her, Ruan Mei finished the pastry bite by bite.

Finally, Xiaoya smiled and used a tissue to wipe the residue from the corner of her mouth.

The simulated life program is not yet fully completed, but a temporary test site, which also serves as a training ground, has been set up today for Tingyun to use.

The illusion of evolution from the very beginning of life is vividly real, as is war.

Tingyun had read about the brutal wars in the history of Xianzhou in books and had probably seen them in other works of art in Xianzhou, but she had never experienced them firsthand.

Once the simulated life is complete, Tingyun will experience a second, even third, fourth... fox life.

Whether she can unleash her sharpest weapon depends on her own destiny.

As for the current situation of the Immortal Ship, in the past the enemy was in the dark while we were in the light, but now it is quite different.

The situation is still under the control of General Shence of Luofu. There is still some time before Jingyuan sets up a suitable execution ground for the enemy.