Earlier, a man named Rocky inexplicably sent a message to Xing's phone.

Mo Li guessed that this person was also an insider of the space station, so finding Está should be able to find out who this person was.

Mo Li took out her phone and sent a message to Aistar.

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Mo Li:

Estella, are you free now?

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Mo Li:

Is there a crew member named Rocky on the space station?

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Mo Li:

If so, please tell me where I can find him.

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Estelle:

There is indeed such a person on the space station, please wait a moment.

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Estelle:

You can find him in the office area in front of the Black Tower office.

(The other party sent an attachment; the attachment was received.)

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Mo Li:

Thanks, Estádio.

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Estelle:

You're welcome. Just remember to tell me what happened later.

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Mo Li:

no problem

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Estelle sent Mori all of Loki's information, including his family background.

However, Mo Li only needed one photo; he wasn't interested in any other information.

“Xing, we’ve found Rocky. Come with me,” Mo Li said.

"So fast?" Xingmei followed Mo Li with a mixture of disbelief and skepticism.

The two found the man at the bottom of the steps in front of the Black Tower office.

Mo Li carefully compared the man's photo and said, "It's him."

"Should we go directly to him?" Xingmei asked.

"No, let's find someone to ask about the situation first," Mo Li said.

Mo Li found an elderly man in the office area and said to him, "Sir, do you know that person over there?"

The old man's identification badge showed:

伯纳德

Level 4 staff member of the Geography Department.

"That guy, his name is Rocky. Just thinking about it makes me angry. That brat is messing with these broken stones again. I don't know where he's putting his future!"

If things continue like this, it's no wonder other departments look down on our Geography Department. With such a decline, how can we possibly achieve anything?

Alas! Romantic love, the pleasures of life, are simply obstacles to scientific research and the pursuit of knowledge!

“Speaking of you two…” Bernard looked them over carefully.

"You two are new here, right? Never mind, judging from your looks and demeanor, you don't seem like people with bad intentions."

This space station has the most foolish rule: it divides people and knowledge into rigid departments.

The second most foolish rule... is an implicit rule, which is to divide different departments into different classes and tiers!

Eloquent and persuasive people are glamorous and admired, while those who are silent, devoted to research, are labeled as rigid and useless. This is the part of the space station that most needs reform.

"Ahem...but I'm just an old man like me, and implementing any kind of reform is beyond my capabilities. If anything, it's up to the young people to work hard."

Mo Li and Xing had no idea about the affairs between the various departments on the space station, nor did they know about the "love and hate" involved.

Xingmei went straight to the point: "There's something else I'd like to ask you. Do you think Leslie likes Rocky?"

To everyone's surprise, Bernard simply snorted and said, "If you ask me, that's like a toad trying to eat swan meat! Keep dreaming."

Perhaps because there were so many rumors about that girl, everyone forgot the most crucial fact: how extraordinary her own personal abilities were.

Leslie is more than just a celebrity. She is a genius scholar, the result of both early genetics and later hard work, and even her sister Emily could never achieve what she has.

If Leslie is a once-in-a-century genius, then Rocky is just an ordinary clerk you can find anywhere.

Do you think she'd be interested in him?

Xingmei hesitated for a moment and then asked, "Do you support them being together?"

Bernard said, "How can I comment on such a statement? Would you think about what kind of self-introduction you would make if you were lucky enough to join the Genius Club?"

Then just say it's impossible!

If Leslie really reciprocates Rocky's feelings, then Rocky will have to step up his game. Otherwise, the gap between them is too great; their lifestyles are completely different, and even if they get together, they'll still argue.

I'm getting old, and I can't stand seeing people go through heartbreak and separation. If we really want to stay together, Rocky, you'll have to prove yourself!

Cough cough... What did I even say! It was all empty talk, empty talk!

Mo Li felt that inquiring about just one person's affairs was somewhat ulterior motive, so he asked, "Sir, how would you evaluate this intrusion incident?"

Bernard said, "It was unexpected. Neither the invasion nor the ability to defend the space station is surprising."

I firmly believe that no external attack can destroy the space station.

Because I know that the more serious problem lies not in external disturbances, but in internal distortions.

If you ask me, if the conflicts and hierarchical disdain between departments continue like this, before I even close my eyes completely, I'll probably witness the destruction of this space station... because of its own problems, leading to internal collapse!

“We have nothing more to ask,” Mo Li said.

Who knew that Bernard, despite his advanced age, actually knew why the two had come?

“You young people are more persuasive than an old man like me. If you have time, go and persuade my foolish apprentice.”

"Alas, this is truly my misfortune, and even more so the misfortune of the Department of Geography!" Old Bernard said with exasperation.

Mo Li and Xing exchanged a glance, conveying their thoughts through their eyes.

It seems this matter needs to be addressed.

The two approached Rocky from behind.

Rocky was still muttering to himself, "Humorous? No, something more sentimental is better. Refined? Hmm, slang shouldn't be written into poetry."

Should I use "black silk" or "white skirt" here? Ugh, this is giving me the creeps...

Mo Li reached out and patted his shoulder, asking, "What are you doing?"

Rocky turned around in alarm, then breathed a sigh of relief and said, "You scared me to death! I was writing poetry. Didn't you see? There are already several versions on this table."

"Sigh, your interruption reminds me that I've written so many versions already, why hasn't Leslie replied yet?"

Xingmei asked, "Do people here write letters too?"

"Oh, don't get me wrong, I'm not talking about paper letters. We've been in contact intermittently via the galactic radio repeater since Leslie left."

Even across tens of thousands of light-years, she would reply to my messages, but this time...

At that moment, Bernard walked over; he must have heard what Rocky had just said.

"He is a star member of the 'Black Tower·Light Abyss Secret Scrolls Department', and the only visiting scholar in this Amber Era to be sent to the Abundant Star Region."

"I'm so busy with research, do you expect me to reply to you every single time?" Bernard said bluntly.

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