Collapse Iron: After watching the simulation, they all turned to the dark side.

[Fireworks: At this point, some people might ask, "If someone is rich and good-looking, why would their crush date a fish?"]

【Crydella: What did the mermaid do to you? ?(?`^'?)?】

[Star: So, it turns out that food guarding in Heather is contagious.]

[Sai Fei'er: In front of Hui Zi, I'm like a green recruit.]

The last two options are somewhat unnecessary.

Although this is a simulation, as a model young man born under the red flag and raised in the spring breeze, Lu Qing would never do such a thing.

The strange logic that "if I beat the first place, I will be number one".

If you really chose that option, Ah Ha would probably say, "You've fallen into a trap!!!"

Moreover, judging from this helpful tip, it seems I'll have to practice on the actual device myself.

As his senses returned, Lu Qing's vision gradually cleared.

Lu Qing took a deep breath. He knew all too well that with his mediocre skills, he would never be able to rise to the top without resorting to underhanded tactics.

[March 7th: So, what is he trying to do? I don't understand.]

[Star: @BlackTower, Ms. BlackTower, what do you think?]

[The Great Black Tower: Barring any unforeseen circumstances, no matter what he does, I have no reason to choose him.]

Lu Qing quickly coughed lightly, straightened his tie, and strode confidently onto the podium.

The noisy hall suddenly became quiet.

"Hello, fellow candidates. I am Ms. Ruan Mei's assistant. Ms. Ruan Mei is currently conducting research on acupuncture techniques with Ms. Heita, so the interview will be postponed to tomorrow."

The young lady hosting the audition was a bit confused, but Lu Qing's expression didn't seem like she was acting. Moreover, compared to the Black Tower Space Station, another genius was clearly more important to the Black Tower.

Soon, some people left, while others were quite angry.

"Hey kid, do you know how much time I spent squeezing out of my schedule to participate in this selection? I'm in a real hurry, is Black Tower messing with us?"

In response, Lu Qing simply replied:

"If you don't want to do it, there are plenty of people who will."

The words were harsh, and soon, the once bustling hall was left with only Lu Qing and the female host.

Seeing that the female host was about to leave, Lu Qing grabbed her arm.

"where are you going?"

"I'm going home for dinner."

"You're not hosting anymore?"

"Ms. Black Tower isn't not coming."

"No, this is just a test from Lady Black Tower. If you can't even see through a lie of this magnitude, how can you be qualified to be the stationmaster?"

"I see. But it seems there are no more candidates."

"Actually, there is another one in front of you."

"So? You're not actually Ms. Ruan Mei's assistant, right?"

"But that's the art of social interaction."

"!!!!!!"

[March 7th: Hostess: Oh no, my job! I hope I won't be fired tomorrow just because I step into the Black Tower Space Station with my left foot.]

[Star: So that's how it was solved? That's amazing.]

[Fireworks: Lu Qing: Surprised? Unexpected?]

[March 7th: Wait, is this a fright?]

[Black Tower: An unexpected solution, actually choosing to invoke Ruan Mei's banner?]

[Ruan Mei: There probably aren't many people who can make you feel interesting.]

The female host explained the whole story to Xiao Heita, who rushed over.

Xiao Heita silently sized up the boy in front of him, who, apart from being very handsome, didn't seem to have anything particularly special about him.

"Alright, then it's you."

[Aista: Hmm, this is very Dark Tower.]

Lu Qinglian never expected that she would succeed so easily.

"You're not angry?"

"They're just a bunch of uninteresting idiots, what's there to be angry about? You, on the other hand, are somewhat interesting. I hope you can become a qualified website administrator."

"Lu Qing will certainly live up to his mission."

"Don't take it so seriously. It's just a place to put small toys, nothing serious."

What little toy? A purple electric dragon?

However, Lu Qing quickly realized that the little toys Hei Ta was talking about must be the rare items she had collected.

This was also the culprit behind his later debt of 168 billion.

"The thought of being 168 billion in debt makes you want to do evil."

So you choose.

"A, Auntie Heita, you're so old, why are you still acting so young? Take off those black stockings on your legs, let me keep them for you."

"B, you're so cute, are you ready for a truly immersive experience?"

"C. In a fit of anger, you kicked me, but you ended up kicking cotton."

[The Great Black Tower: ...]

[March 7th: So, what does this ellipsis mean? Can someone explain it to me?]

[Fireworks: Black Tower: People can't help but laugh even when they're speechless.]

Lu Qing bowed slightly and said, "Take care, Ms. Black Tower! I will work hard."

After seeing Ms. Black Tower leave, Lu Qing crossed his legs and placed them on his desk.

Now I've suddenly become someone second only to one person, above thousands. Since things have come to this, I might as well take a break and relax.

[Fu Xuan: So, it's not work, it's practically a waste of life.]

[Jingyuan: Fuqing, it's also very important to balance work and rest.]

[Qingque: That's right, General, look at her.]

[Fu Xuan: @Jing Yuan, don't just stand around, go and bring me a cup of tea.]

"Jing Yuan is offline."

"Qingque has gone offline."

"Aha: Jingyuan is so embarrassing~~"

Chapter 4: Caramel Pudding Filled with Delight

Lu Qing never expected that Ms. Black Tower would return, and he was caught red-handed slacking off.

So, can you cook?

Lu Qing then remembered that the Black Tower Space Station had not yet recruited any staff members. In other words, the huge Black Tower Space Station only had himself, the Black Tower, and the hostess who almost lost her job.

"So, Lady Black Tower eats too?"

"Your question is very strange, you know?"

As a young culinary student, Lu Qing naturally knew how to cook; otherwise, he wouldn't have become Estádio's head pastry chef.

Moreover, as her boss, Ms. Heta had to make a good impression at this meal no matter what.

"Don't worry, leave it to me."

Therefore, you decide:

"A. Use magic techniques to create magic that makes food taste better."

"B. Go to the vending machine and buy the Great Universe Fried Rice."

"C. As long as you poison the creditor, you won't have to pay back the money. When you decide to make a judgment, look up at the stars."

"D. Heita likes crème brûlée, maybe you could let her try a new flavor."

Silence is the Black Tower space station tonight.

The first option is obviously impossible with magic tricks, so Lu Qing guessed that it probably involves technology and ruthless techniques.

[Feixiao: @Jiaoqiu, what does this mean?]

[Jiaoqiu: It probably means I'm using a spoonful of evaporated milk.]

Then there's the Great Universe Fried Rice. Lu Qing had eaten it once, but only took one bite before throwing the rest of the fried rice into the trash can.

How could there be such an unpalatable thing in the world? Lu Qing still can't understand it.

As for the next option, poisoning a strategist? Don't make your sister laugh.

The last option is rather interesting.

Perhaps a peppery caramel pudding would be a good choice.

[Seele: Wait, what flavor did you say? This is just like sweet tofu pudding, who would like this?]

[Bronya: Shouldn't sweet tofu pudding taste better?]

[Seele: Miss Upper City, are you deliberately picking a fight?]

[March 7th: Is it possible that Lu Qing's actions were a metaphor for adding yogurt to hot pot broth?]

[Star: The person who invented Lu Qing is simply a genius.]

[Fireworks: @Huangquan, there are still people who can't tell the difference in taste, everyone should laugh at her.]

[Huang Quan: Do you also want to... mourn for the deceased?]

[Fireworks: That was terrifying!]

Making crème brûlée involves several steps: creating the caramel layer, preparing the pudding mixture, baking in a water bath, and unmolding and plating.

However, this was not difficult for Lu Qing; he had done it many times before.

However, Lu Qing hesitated slightly when he thought about adding pepper and Sichuan peppercorns, since he had never tried it before and the taste probably wouldn't be very good.

But if the taste isn't good, Black Tower might get angry and even deduct my salary, which is something Lu Qing absolutely cannot accept.

[Fireworks: Actually, I'm terrified of being poor.]

So, I chose magic tricks. Although I didn't know what had just happened, the food in front of me gave me a strange sense of brilliance and looked delicious.

Looking at the caramel pudding in front of her, Lu Qing took a deep breath, forced a smile, and carried the tray to Black Tower's office.

Coincidentally, the female host was also in the Black Tower's office, but for some reason, Lu Qing's fists were clenched tightly.

“Peony, he will be the stationmaster of the Black Tower Space Station from now on, and you will be his secretary.”

"I understand, Ms. Black Tower."

However, Lu Qing could hear a deep resentment in her voice.

It's such a pity that she's already going through menopause at such a young age. People these days are so precocious.

Black Tower's gaze quickly fell on the plate in Lu Qing's hand.

"Oh? Caramel pudding? I'll be very picky."

"Don't worry, I'm sure."

Daheita gracefully lifted her fork with her bare hand, then scooped out a piece of pudding and put it in her mouth.

"It tastes strange, but strangely not bad. What did you add?" Black Tower snapped out of her daze, noticing Lu Qing's lack of movement, and asked somewhat curiously:

"Hmm? You don't want to eat?"