“Okay,” Xingmei replied.

"So, what would you like to ask?" Mo Li asked.

"Where are you from?" Xingmei asked.

“My hometown is also a blue planet, but its technology is not as advanced as here. It has entered the space age, but not the interstellar age,” Mo Li said.

"Then how did you get here?" Xingmei asked again.

"I've traveled through time, do you believe me?" Mo Li said seriously.

Xingmei smiled and said, "I believe you."

“Next question,” Mo Li said.

Xingmei continued, "What do you think of everyone on the train?"

That's a good question.

Little March is carefree and often makes mistakes during her actions, but it's okay because Danheng is calm and collected and can handle it.

"If Danheng can't handle it and has to resort to force, then I'll have no choice but to show them what the truth is," Mo Li said.

Xingmei was clearly surprised.

"Anything else?" he then asked.

"Old Yang is definitely the most reliable person on the train. If you need anything, just ask him, you can't go wrong."

Himeko-neechan...Himeko-neechan is very strong, as you've probably witnessed. However, whatever you do, please, please don't drink her coffee!

Mo Li used three tens of millions to illustrate the seriousness of the problem.

"What will happen if you drink it?" Xingmei pressed.

“If you drink it, you can prepare to spend an unforgettable day in the toilet,” Mo Li said.

Xingmei's pupils contracted slightly as she said, "You...you're not lying to me, are you?"

“You can try it yourself,” Mo Li said.

"I still... can't."

Before we knew it, we had arrived at the main control section.

Alan was found next to the monitoring area of ​​the main control warehouse section.

Alan stood there, staring intently at something.

Upon seeing someone approaching, they immediately launched into a set of official jargon.

"Alan, head of the defense department, reporting to you... Ah, it's you. I'm sorry, I didn't recognize you at first."

"Why do you seem a little distracted? Have you not fully recovered?" Mo Li asked.

"No...no, I was just thinking about how to strengthen the disaster relief training of the Defense Department, after all, it is also part of the reconstruction plan. If the Antimatter Legion dares to invade again, don't even think about getting any advantage from me."

After listening to his words, Xingmei said, "Good, that's very energetic!"

"That's because I have complete faith in Miss Estella!"

The recovery plan is a post-disaster operation mechanism that she developed in collaboration with the heads of five departments after collecting information on the damage to the space station from various sources.

It also involves many other classified concepts, such as artifact recontainment teams, safe zone designation, and damage assessment by the Interstellar Peace Corporation, etc.

"Strange thing... what was it again?" Xingmei was confused by the tongue-twisting name.

"The recontainment team for the artifacts, the establishment of the safe zone, and the damage assessment by the Interstellar Peace Corporation are all included in the revitalization plan."

However, implementing the reconstruction plan will not be easy, and Miss Estella also believes that the current manpower required exceeds our expectations...

Although it may seem abrupt, would you be willing to help?

You were all very reliable allies when we were confronting the antimatter legion.

That's why you were the first people I thought of.

"Why didn't you think of me when something good happened..." Xingmei suddenly said.

She seems to really enjoy making sarcastic remarks.

"Huh? Isn't this a good thing...?"

It's not really a difficult matter. The crew members are currently busy with the revival program. I'd like to ask you to go to the various modules of the space station and see if they need any assistance.

Oh, right, this is the service fee, a total of 648... I... I don't know how much to give... I've always had room and board provided here, so I don't really have a concept of money..."

"648 is a huge sum of money!" Xingmei suddenly exclaimed excitedly.

“Indeed,” Mo Li nodded.

"With your assistance in steadily advancing the reconstruction plan, I hope Miss Estádio can get a few more good nights' sleep from now on..."

“I see. In that case, for Miss Estádio’s sake, I can waive the money,” Mo Li said.

"Ah... no, Miss Estella told me that I must pay a commission fee when asking someone for help," Alan said hurriedly.

Mo Li put her arms around his neck and said, "We're old friends, it's not appropriate to talk about these things. If you really want to give it to her, you can give her mine."

“I understand, Mo Li,” Alan said.

“You two… have a very special relationship…” Xingmei seemed to have sensed something, her gossip spirit burning brightly.

Ding dong...

Xingmei picked up her phone and saw that so many people had suddenly appeared in the group chat.

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Abraham:

Waaah, can anyone help me...? It's urgent, waiting online.

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Alan:

What happened? The defense department is on its way immediately.

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Estelle:

Good grief, could this be a mass message?

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Wen Mingde:

Abraham must have been terrified again by that pesky little prey. The team has helped him many times before; this is probably another case of crying wolf.

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Wen Mingde:

Alas, you need not concern yourselves with this.

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Abraham:

I'm implementing the revitalization plan in the reception hall, but I've encountered an insurmountable difficulty... Waaah, if Alfred were still here, he would definitely come to help me.

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star:

Crying and wailing won't solve anything...

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Mo Li:

If you're not a good guy, practice more if you're bad at it. If you can't do it, then don't do it. The past is the past, and the present is the present. If you're still comparing the present with the past, buddy, why don't you quit?

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The group was deathly silent.

Xing looked at Mo Li with a surprised expression, finding it hard to believe that he typed those words out with his hands.

Alan looked at Mo Li, the words she wanted to say were on the tip of her tongue, but she held them back.

"Why are you looking at me? I just used someone else's template to criticize people who can't do anything without others."

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Estelle:

@AbrahamMoli is right. If you really can't do it, you can resign or apply for a transfer.

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Wen Mingde:

I support it too.

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Mo Li:

Remember, if you don't do it, plenty of others will.

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Abraham panicked. This was not what he had expected. In the past, if he had cried and made a scene, and then made things even more difficult, Estád would definitely have sent someone to help him.

But ever since Mo Li appeared, he has been rendered speechless.

Abraham panicked. Estádio had already spoken like that; if he complained about difficulties again, he might be transferred to another position.

I worked so hard to get to this position. What would happen if I were laid off or transferred?

So Abraham quickly continued sending messages in the group.

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Abraham:

I'll do it, I'll go do it right now, Abraham, you can do it!

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Mo Li turned his head and looked at Aesta in the main control area not far away.

Estella is giving him a thumbs up.

It seems that Estella is also having a headache having such a clerk under her.

He encounters a small problem and says he can't overcome it, but if someone gives him a few words of criticism, he's fine again.

Alan then realized that Mo Li was working with Está to put pressure on Abraham...

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