How come I was the one being targeted?

After packing his luggage, Bai Jun leaned his head to the side and stared blankly at the flowers in the vase on the table. Somehow, under the soft and bright light, the bouquet of flowers he brought back last night seemed like the most delicate silk, reflecting a hazy and dreamy feeling from time to time.

"Are we just going to leave this bouquet of flowers at home like this..."

These are the flowers that the robin sent before leaving. Although putting them in a vase can prolong their lifespan, they are just ornamental flowers after all. Their vitality is very fragile. Even if placed in a vase, they basically cannot survive for more than a week.

Bai Jun's trip to the space station will take at least half a month and at most more than a month. If he just leaves the flowers here, they will surely wither by the time he returns. He doesn't want to neglect this kindness, so he thinks about how to arrange this bouquet of flowers.

Leaving it to Tingyun or Yukong would be the most appropriate solution, but on second thought, Jingyuan is not a bad option. He likes to grow flowers and plants, so he should be very experienced. Besides, leaving it to him can save the trouble of explanation.

In addition, Bai Jun happened to need to go to Jing Yuan to report on his work, so the person who would take care of the flowers was decided.

The jade in his pocket was still dinging non-stop. Ever since he turned it on last night, the various messages pouring out of it were nearly bursting at the seams. These included information about Qingque, Huohuo, Sushang, Xueyi, Jackdaw, Tingyun, Yukong, Fuxuan, and so on...

Each one had a brightly colored "99+" behind them, so terrifying that it could almost be described as a sea of ​​immortals. But the good news was that the silver hacker on the list hadn't opened his box. The latest message was five days ago, and she simply said:

【Silver Hacker:???】

[Silver Hacker: I won't be playing for a while. I have a business trip here, which will take about a month. Let's play games together when I get back.]

To be honest, Bai Jun felt relieved when he saw this sentence. It meant that he wouldn't have to worry about being harassed at night in the next month.

Although this Silver Hacker had excellent gaming skills and often gave him some game skins and equipment, making her an absolute rich woman, playing games with a top player of her level every night was still somewhat stressful, especially when she was in a bad mood.

After preparing everything, Bai Jun left home and came to the office of Shen Ce Mansion with a flower arrangement.

"Just put the breakfast on the coffee table over there next to the sofa. I'm very busy right now, so please put off any other unimportant matters for me."

A weak voice came from the office.

Jing Yuan was working hard on a mountain of documents and didn't notice who pushed the door open. He just thought it was Qing Dun who came to deliver breakfast, so he pointed at the coffee table buried under various documents without even looking up.

"You haven't had breakfast yet? That's rare. Didn't you always have breakfast before coming to work?"

After hearing Bai Jun's voice, Jing Yuan raised his bloodshot eyes in surprise, then smiled and rubbed his eye bags, which were heavily covered with dark circles, and responded, "You're here, Qingyan. I thought you would come later... Yawn."

"I didn't have anything to do, so I thought I'd come see you earlier... By the way, how long have you been up all night? You look really bad."

Seeing Jing Yuan looking so depressed, Bai Jun couldn't imagine how heavy his workload had been these days.

"Four days? Or five days... I'm a little confused. The recent Universal Tour has brought so much excitement and so much work that even I don't know how long I've been working."

"It's really hard work."

"It's nothing. I've been harassed by worldly affairs for many years and have seen all kinds of trouble. This little trouble is nothing."

Jing Yuan has been a general for more than 700 years. The most memorable time was when he commanded Luofu to support the defeat of the living planet "Jiutu Mirage". He remembered that he stayed in the command room for more than two months at a stretch, and did not close his eyes for more than 20 days. Even with the God hanging on to his life, he almost died suddenly in the command room at that time.

It has only been four or five days, which is just a drop in the bucket in his eyes. But despite this, the physical and mental fatigue cannot be faked. With the accumulation and wear of time, even if the people in the fairy boat will not really grow old, Jing Yuan has truly experienced the so-called feeling of aging in the mouths of the short-lived people. I am afraid that in a few decades, his mission will come to an end.

But that is a matter for later. What he should do most now is to fulfill his duties as a general before the next general is selected.

"Speaking of which, Qingyan, how about you? Is the mission going smoothly? Has anything happened in the past few days?"

Jing Yuan rubbed his neck, which was stiff from lowering his head for a long time, leaned back in his chair and picked up the tea that had long since gone cold.

"The Medicine King's Secret Transmission only showed up once. I've recorded the specific details in the mission report, but there hasn't been any activity in the following days. However, what I'm more concerned about is that the Dragon Masters haven't been active in recent days. They've been a bit too quiet."

"Really? It seems those dragon masters have heard a lot of rumors too... In that case, let's just ignore them for now. We can't convict them based on mere hearsay. If we want to clean up a mess, we need to wait until the mud is at its most turbulent before we can clear it out."

Jing Yuan knows better than anyone how many troubles and risks are lurking in Luofu now, both openly and secretly. However, the closer it gets to this time, the less impatient he should be. The enemies lurking in the dark are waiting for an opportunity, waiting for Luofu to reveal even the slightest flaw.

Moreover, Jing Yuan's intuition vaguely told him that the group of dragon masters were not the masterminds behind the scenes. They did not yet have the ability to mobilize the secret teachings of the King of Medicine. He was afraid that the real mastermind behind the scenes was someone else. So what he had to do now was to play the long game and catch a big fish, waiting for a good opportunity to completely eradicate all of Luofu's chronic diseases.

"As long as you know it in your heart, you can tell me anytime if you have any troubles. I don't mind helping you deal with some troubles."

Bai Jun didn't say much, just nodded.

"Okay, I'll trouble you then... By the way, what is that thing you brought?"

Jing Yuan suddenly noticed the flower arrangement that Bai Jun brought with him. If he remembered correctly, it should have been the farewell gift he gave to Robin on behalf of the Shen Ce Mansion yesterday afternoon. How come it was in Bai Jun's hands now?

Is it possible...

Jing Yuan's eyes gradually became ambiguous, and he nodded with satisfaction, revealing an expression that said, "You are worthy of being my name."

"I wanted to ask you to take care of the flowers I arranged yesterday for a while, and what was that look in your eyes? It was so strange..."

"You can achieve this in just five days? I really underestimated you, Qingyan."

Although Bai Jun didn't understand what Jing Yuan was saying, just seeing Jing Yuan's face with a lazy smile made him feel that something bad was definitely not going to happen. He resisted the urge to punch Jing Yuan and put the flower arrangement on his desk.

"Don't give me that dangerous look. I'm actually the best at taking care of flowers and plants. Don't worry, I'll take good care of them for you."

Sensing Bai Jun's dangerous look, Jing Yuan quickly made a solemn promise, then pulled the flower arrangement out of the vase, cut the bottom end of the branch into an oblique surface and put it back. This would effectively increase the water absorption surface of the branch and extend its lifespan.

"...Thank you so much for your help. I still have to go to the Industrial Manufacturing Department to get a synesthesia beacon. I'm leaving now. See you in a month."

"Well, have a good trip. I have some important matters to attend to, so I'm sorry I can't see you off."

After seeing Jing Yuan's professional techniques, Bai Jun felt more confident. After submitting the concert's mission report, he left Shen Ce Mansion with Jing Yuan's smiling wave and goodbye.

As I just said, the next destination is the Industrial Manufacturing Department.

Bai Jun didn't know what language the people in the "Black Tower" space station spoke, but he knew that they definitely didn't speak Xianzhou language, so he needed to prepare a synesthesia beacon first.

The "Synesthesia Beacon" is the foundational technology of all intelligent life in the galaxy. With just one injection, the beacon is processed by the central nervous system, allowing anyone to understand the most unfamiliar language of a distant world, as if hearing their own accent.

The principle is that the thinking activities of civilized creatures are mainly expressed in the form of internal language. Just like people are unaware of it, but when they read, they silently recite in their minds and form thoughts.

The function of the synesthesia beacon is to skip the transmission process, connect each other's perceptions, convert the encoding of the inner language, and then the other party's language cognitive system automatically processes and restores it, thus eliminating the obstacles that block communication.

In fact, most of the native people of Xianzhou are vaccinated with synesthesia beacons when they are young, but Bai Jun, a foreigner, is an exception. However, his situation can be explained by being allergic to synesthesia beacons, so he does not seem to be that different. He just needs an external synesthesia beacon.

When the master craftsmen in the Industrial Manufacturing Department saw Bai Jun coming, they were so excited that they ran to inform Gongshu Liang who was working on new things in the workshop.

Moments later, Gongshu Liang, covered in dust and dirt, rushed over excitedly. He dusted off the ashes and asked, "Master Baiye, if you need a synesthesia beacon, why bother coming here in person when you can just tell me directly?"

"I just happened to be passing by. Besides, instead of waiting for you to deliver the synesthesia beacon, I might as well come and get it myself. After all, isn't efficiency the most important thing in our industry?" Bai Jun shrugged.

"As expected of Lord Baiye, every word you say is very helpful to me!"

"Stop flattering me and get me a synesthesia beacon. I'm in a hurry to leave."

No wonder people always like to climb to higher positions. Even a casual remark can be praised to the sky by Gongshu Liang. However, it is precisely because of this that Bai Jun does not care much about the name Bai Ye, and even annoys others calling him by this name. In other words, it can be said to be a tradition passed down from generation to generation, because Bai Jun's master Huai Yan also does not like others calling him Bai Ye.

"Okay, okay, please wait a moment. I've already notified my apprentice to get it for you."

As he was talking, a craftsman came over with a sandalwood box. Inside was the company's top-notch external synesthesia beacons. They didn't look like hearing aids, but rather like thin band-aids. You only need to stick them lightly behind your ears to make them the same color as your skin and not melt when exposed to water.

They are among the best in terms of quality and portability.

Bai Jun took one and was about to put it behind his ear when he suddenly asked, "Let's be clear, your synesthesia beacon doesn't mute the language module conversion, right?"

Botio's special situation was still fresh in his mind, forcing Bai Jun to pay attention to this issue. After all, he didn't want his words to be heard as "little baby, little baby" by others.

"Silence? Although I don't know what Lord Baiye is referring to specifically, these external synesthesia beacons are absolutely original and have not been modified in any way. You can use them with confidence. If you feel something is wrong, just take them off."

Gongshu Liang thought that Bai Jun was dissatisfied with the quality of this batch of synesthesia beacons, and quickly explained.

After hearing this, Bai Jun put it behind his ear with confidence. As he felt a cool touch on his skin, the external synesthesia beacon was successfully activated.

Bai Jun nodded, thanked them and left the Engineering Department.

"What? My benefactor is leaving Luofu!?"

Bai Jun came to Tianbosi to apply for an interstellar voyage. Even though he was cautious enough, he was still caught red-handed by Tingyun who appeared out of nowhere. Bai Jun had no choice but to tell the fox his thoughts and purpose. As expected, she exclaimed in disbelief.

The loud exclamation attracted the attention of other pilots and astronomers from the Tianbo Division, but Tingyun seemed to be completely oblivious. She anxiously approached his face and kept beating his chest with her pink fists.

"My benefactor, you are such a bad guy. Luckily, I happened to meet you today. Otherwise, would you have disappeared without a trace like you did a few days ago? Ugh...bad guy, bad guy, bad guy!"

Tingyun was not angry about Bai Jun leaving Luofu, she was just annoyed by Bai Jun's attitude of hiding everything from her.

"Sorry, can I bring you something delicious when I get back?"

Bai Jun rarely showed an embarrassed expression. He walked in front of Ting Yun, gently pinched the other's delicate and cute cheek, and whispered comforting words.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see through the tricks used to fool children.

It might seem childish to a kid, but it's just right for Tingyun. She falls for it, or rather, she falls for Bai Jun's approach.

"Okay! Then you have to bring me a lot of delicious food?" Tingyun's eyes curved into a crescent shape when he smiled, and he looked very handsome.

Looking at the girl's tail wagging behind her, Bai Jun knew that she didn't say anything against her will, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Can you promise me one more thing, benefactor?"

However, before Bai Jun was about to leave, Tingyun suddenly came up again, leaning her warm and soft body against Bai Jun, hugging his arms tightly and rubbing her little head against his shoulder. The fragrance between her hair and the fragrance of her delicate body were enough to make any man lose resistance.

"You tell me..."

Bai Jun's whole body froze. Although he felt something was wrong, there seemed to be no other suitable answer except to agree.

"Be sure to come back early!"

Tingyun stood on tiptoe, bit his shoulder hard as if to declare his sovereignty, and then ran away happily.

Looking at Tingyun's pretty back, Bai Jun subconsciously thought of another big white-haired fox that liked to bite people.

"Why do you fox people like this tune so much..."

Fortunately, his mumbling was not heard by Tingyun, otherwise he would have been unable to escape and would have been bitten again.

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ps: Black Tower Space Station Chapter, a grand serialization!

Lao Yang's favorite episode is here

Two or Three Things About Space Station: Chapter 82 Pepe Lee in Gan Shenmo?

The origins of the "Black Tower" space station are quite historical.

As its name suggests, its founder is the famous Lady Black Tower of the Genius Club, who once captured and sealed an alien core, saved the planet it was on from the brink of destruction nineteen times, and paid homage to the Star God twice.

Not satisfied with the laws of the ordinary world, she turned her attention to the unsolved existence in the galaxy, hoping that those distant mysteries could satisfy her curiosity.

To this end, the Black Tower led the construction of a museum-style interstellar vessel and launched it into planetary orbit, beginning the research project to "seal all strangeness within the starry sky." Thus, the renowned Black Tower Space Station was born.

In other words, the so-called space station is actually a veritable starry sky museum that houses and accepts strange objects from all over the universe and the galaxy.

And now, the space station has countless rare "collections".

A large number of followers, adored by the Black Tower's talent, gathered here. They continuously collected relics and rare artifacts from across the galaxy, documenting their forms and functions, establishing systematic methods of observation and research...ultimately, they sought to find even more puzzling solutions to mysteries. This was precisely the Black Tower's original purpose.

Although the large number of rare objects often attracts jealous eyes and various forces are secretly gearing up for it, but thanks to the strength of the Black Tower, the space station has rarely fallen into real crisis throughout the Amber Age, and the collection and research work is still proceeding in an orderly manner.

Today, the space station is still brightly lit and rotates day and night.

The core part of the two-stage separation structure of the interstellar ship and the space station is the main activity area for the daily life of the space station crew.

In the corridor, a dark-skinned young man with purple pupils and a formal white uniform with buttons buttoned up stopped halfway and looked out the window. The universe was silent, reflecting his bloodshot eyes and dark circles.

"Brother Alan, why are you still here? Go back and rest early. Leave this to us."

Suddenly, another pair of bloodshot eyes appeared on the window. Although the owner of the eyes did not look well, he was at least more relaxed than the dark-skinned boy. He yawned long and nonchalantly.

"It doesn't matter. I still have a lot of things to deal with. I can't rest now."

The dark-skinned boy, who was called "Brother Alan" by the clerk, rubbed his sore purple eyes, took out the form tucked under his arm and confirmed his next itinerary.

"Confirm the hardware equipment upgrades required for the coordinated area, process the staff's emergency call requests, sign for and sort out the young lady's shopping package, collect and organize last week's dessert and beverage feedback and compile corresponding optimization plans. Oh, and the young lady just notified me to go to the main control section. She said she needs my help..."

"Brother Alan, you've been working too hard. Take a break. Even if you're a robot, if you wind it up too tight, something will break down over time!"

The staff of the Defense Department looked at the mature head of the Defense Department in front of them with concern, fearing that he would collapse in the space station due to exhaustion one day.

Alan shook his head, appreciating the clerk's concern. "It's okay. I know my physical condition well."

"That's good, but Big Brother, you can't fall down! You are the guiding light for the Defense Department and the core that supports everyone's fight! Without Big Brother for a day, the space station will be in mourning. Without Big Brother for ten days, the people of the space station will suffer. Without Big Brother for a hundred days, the space station will be like purgatory..."

"Okay, stop talking. I feel so immature. If the young lady hears me, she'll make fun of me again."

A trace of embarrassment appeared on Alan's face. He really didn't know why the staff of the Defense Department always liked to call him some middle school nicknames like "The Fierce Tiger of the Space Station", "The Destroying Dragon of the Young Lady", "The Burning Big Brother" and so on.

Because of this, Miss Ester has teased him more than once. Alan sighed slightly. Every time he wanted to explain something, the words were stuck in his throat and he couldn't make a sound.

This time was no exception. Alan was unable to utter any other rebuttal until the very end. Instead, his cheeks flushed red, and he turned around and left towards the main control cabin as if escaping.

The main control module is the core area of ​​the space station. When connected to the base, it serves as the control center of the space station. Therefore, the number of staff here is obviously much less than that of the base module just now.

At the entrance and on both sides of the main control module are huge image screens composed of numerous monitoring screens, which can observe the panoramic view of the periphery of the space station. They are equipped with obstacle blocking operating consoles and protective projection operating consoles, which can be used to snipe unknown threats and generate anti-gravity protective shields.

“Hello, big brother—!”