The former is incredibly simple; you can just modify or draw something on a map. The latter is probably beyond the capabilities of people like them who are still in the ivory tower and protected by their parents.
But everyone knew that Nguyen Minh Thu was capable of doing it, as evidenced by the tenth satellite of the Imperial Star.
For Ruan Mingchu, moving a planet is now very simple; all he needs to do is feed the Celestial Sphere.
This planet, named Deep Green, was discovered several years ago, but its danger level is as high as S, so it has remained undeveloped. Planets like this are not uncommon within the Empire's territory; once the dangers within a planet are removed, it can become a habitable/resource-rich/tourist destination.
The seventy-seven star systems are lacking planets, so these undeveloped planets are a perfect solution. The dangers within these planets can also be used by Ruan Mingchu to promote change among these young people.
As for whether they can successfully eliminate the source of danger on Deep Green Star, Ruan Mingchu was unsure; he would just have to take it one step at a time.
After they finished discussing, someone raised a question, and Ruan Mingchu gave a positive answer: "If the operation goes smoothly, I will eventually move Deep Green Star to the Seventy-Seventh Star System."
Wouldn't those participants also be remembered in history? This made the Allha excited; which Alpha doesn't want to make a name for themselves?
I want both!
But the Omega and Beta were even more confused. This kind of thing didn't seem to have much to do with them. Were they asked to come and keep them company?
But it doesn't matter. Maybe we can find a suitable marriage partner or a powerful patron during this time. We won't lose out either way.
It took them half an hour to accept and quiet down with such a small amount of content.
Then Ruan Xingyi led Xing Er and Xing San to the warship to carry down a large black box and placed it in front of the starship.
Ruan Minh Thu made them line up to draw lots.
Many problems can be seen from the way people queue. People ranked higher in a galaxy naturally go to the front, while those ranked lower mostly stand at the back on their own. Even if someone wants to squeeze to the front, they are pulled back by people from their "brother" galaxies without the people in front even needing to say anything.
People from the same galaxy are usually ranked with Alpha first, Omega second, and Beta last.
If several Alphas develop a friendship within these short five days, they will stand together at the front.
Furthermore, even though Ruan Mingchu did not explain why a lottery was necessary, the words he uttered naturally became orders that everyone had to obey.
Simply because of his status and power.
Ruan Mingchu observed everything, then picked up his notebook again, occasionally writing and drawing.
One by one, people pulled out bracelets of different colors from the black box. As the number of bracelets increased, it became clear that there were only three colors: black, white, and gray. Each bracelet also had a yellow star engraved on it, with varying numbers ranging from one to five stars.
Even though they were as anxious as ants on a hot pan, they calmly waited for Ruan Mingchu to explain.
This time, Ruan Minh Thu did not speak again, and Ruan Xingyi explained it to him.
Ruan Xingyi blatantly held up the words that Xingwu had written for him and said, "The 297 people are divided into three large teams. Those with the same color of wristband belong to the same large team. Each large team is further divided into five small teams. Those with the same number of yellow stars belong to the same small team."
"From now on, all tasks will be issued by the brigade, and each squad will coordinate the specific details on its own. The completion of the tasks will determine the final evaluation."
"The best squads, regardless of their rank, will directly receive the treatment of a lieutenant colonel and be allowed to choose any legion. The most outstanding individuals, in addition to the treatment of a senior colonel, will be personally awarded a third-class merit and a golden eagle badge by His Highness."
Some people may not care about a third-class merit, but no one can ignore the Golden Eagle Badge. It represents supreme honor, is the lifelong pursuit of all soldiers, and even many generals never get to touch the Golden Eagle Badge.
The most recent recipient of the Golden Eagle Badge was a retired former marshal who single-handedly saved the inhabitants of more than a dozen planets.
Why would they be willing to give the Golden Eagle Medal as a reward for just pioneering work? Is there some huge secret hidden behind this? Even if the Crown Prince is willing to give it, would those old fogies in the military agree?
One doubt after another arose in their minds, but they only flashed through their thoughts like a fleeting flower. These were not issues they needed to consider. After all, it was the Crown Prince who spoke, and all they had to do was become the most outstanding one.
This immediately boosted their enthusiasm to its peak.
Ruan Xingyi didn't give them time to process it, and continued, "Every week, the captains of each team will draw lots again. That is to say, the color and the number of stars may change, meaning the team you belong to may change, but the team members will remain the same."
"As for the purpose of your squad and the number of stars, you will soon find out. Now, black, white, and gray, line up from left to right, one color per column. Hurry up."
Ruan Xingyi's imposing presence was forged in blood and fire, and as the Crown Prince he represented, his fierce roar caused the young people to instinctively shrink back and quickly get into action.
Ruan Mingchu counted the stopwatch; in exactly three minutes, the 297 people were divided into three rows of 99 people each.
In such a rush, no one cares about status or position; everyone just chooses the nearest spot. Once everyone is lined up, no one dares to move.
That's good. Ruan Mingchu wrote it down in his notebook. When the situation is critical, all "external things" can be discarded.
The main force has been divided into smaller teams; the next step is to divide them into smaller teams.
Ruan Xingyi set up three signs in black, white, and gray on the open space. "The bracelets now have five stars. Find the right color and come over here."
Three groups of twenty people walked over with a "whoosh".
The other members of the Star Team pulled three vehicles out of the warship, carrying supplies for the Five Star Team.
Each person has a very large backpack, almost 1.6 meters long, which comes in three colors: black, white, and gray, and each is printed with five yellow stars.
Ruan Xingyi reminded everyone: "Besides the consumables, food, water, and underwear in the backpack, everything else should be properly placed in the backpack a week later, and the backpack should be returned. The items will be distributed after the next lottery."
This means that you might have to use things that other people have used, and with a different person every week, that's just too unhygienic.
In other words, it's a bit disgusting.
Alphas and Betas are alright; the former are willing to accept any conditions because they are focused on the battlefield, while the latter are more resilient due to their environment. However, some pampered Omegas turned pale instantly.
In their view, using something that others have used, especially something that may have been used by Alpha or Beta users, is to tarnish their reputation.
In response to this situation, Ruan Mingchu bluntly said, "Contact your family and have them pick you up and send someone who can accept you over."
Lacking confidence and not believing their family would side with them, they kept quiet. Those who were truly spoiled immediately picked up their phones and dialed their parents' numbers to complain.
What wealthy family would truly cherish an Omega who is destined to marry into another family? No matter how much they pamper her on a daily basis, it's only because of a combination of reasons.
Like Hao Youyou, who has plenty of pocket money and seems to be spoiled by his parents, who indulge him in everything, big or small, they made it clear to him from the beginning that he was to be married off in an arranged marriage. They even agreed to marry someone they thought was perfect without asking Hao Youyou's opinion.
As Ruan Mingchu expected, the Omegas who called back were not only scolded by their parents and relatives, but their relatives also forced them to come and apologize to Ruan Mingchu.
Because families who truly cherish delicate Omegas are unwilling to send them here, and those who can endure hardship won't cause trouble here. Ruan Mingchu explained to them from the beginning that people are needed to pioneer new lands; the environment is harsh, not to enjoy a life of luxury.
Seeing the little Omegas looking like the sky had fallen, Ruan Mingchu felt her heart in turmoil. All the little Omegas' confidence came from their illustrious families and doting parents. Without the latter, and with the former having nothing to do with them, they would have nothing left.
Ruan Mingchu only hopes that everyone, after stripping away his background, can be self-respecting, have aspirations and dreams, rather than just a shell supported by a thin background.
At that moment, he didn't say much, but simply told those who apologized to him, "If they are unwilling, bring someone who is willing."
"But...that's pretty bitch," Ruan Mingchu thought to herself as she spoke. She knew perfectly well that their parents would never allow them to leave, and that they themselves wouldn't choose to go back.
What would they do if they went back? Face their parents who had revealed their true colors? They dared not.
After the backpacks were distributed, Ruan Mingchu told everyone to go back to the warship to sleep.
"The first operation will begin at 11 p.m. It will also be the last time you rest on the warship during this exploration. After that, we will leave this place and advance into the forest."
The rooms on the warship were all single rooms, and Ruan Mingchu told them to go back to sleep, wondering when they would discover the secret in the backpack.
Ruan Mingchu was curious whether, upon discovering this, they would choose to protest, or pretend not to know while secretly replacing the items with those appropriate to their status.
He felt the latter was more likely, because they wouldn't want to directly confront the future masters of this empire.
The ninety-nine star systems are special, while the other star systems have separate military and political affairs. The star system commander and the marshal are the biggest rivals. The star system commander has no troops under his command and dares not be too tough.
This is also why Nguyen Minh Thu chose them.
Ruan Mingchu and Mu Yu strolled in the forest for a while before returning to the warship. They hadn't done any prior site inspection, so they had to make up for it now. They needed to have the situation under their control; otherwise, they wouldn't be able to live with themselves if something went wrong.
At this time, everyone on the warship should be sleeping in their own rooms, so Ruan Mingchu took Mu Yu's hand.
As she walked, she held her hand up to her face to examine it closely. Some of the leaves in the woods were sharp, and she had accidentally scratched the back of her fair hand.
Ruan Mingchu was heartbroken and even wanted to put on a show called "Blow the Pain and Fly Away".
Mu Yu coldly rejected him with a blank expression, saying, "If you don't sneak up on me next time, I will never get scratched by Ye Zi."
"She's still angry," Ruan Mingchu thought to herself with a smile, but on the surface, she still had to take the initiative to admit her mistake, "I will never kiss you suddenly again."
Mu Yu rolled his eyes at him.
Ruan Mingchu suddenly lowered her head and rubbed her cheek against Mu Yu's lips, "Now you've kissed me back."
Mu Yu's face was so hot that his head was practically steaming!
He pushed Ruan Mingchu away and walked quickly toward the bedroom. Just as he turned the corner, he saw Gong Zhushen with a complicated expression.
Xiao Gong clutched her heart, looking as if she were enduring immense pain.
"Bro, we can't be that scumbag!"
65. That's strange, he can't control his pheromones anymore?
It hasn't been that long. Even if you really like each other, you should avoid suspicion and wait until time has taken away most of the traces of the deceased before getting together.
Xiao Gong is heartbroken; he's so sorry to Brother Ruan. Brother Ruan, if you are watching from heaven, he's apologizing on behalf of Brother Mu. He's just a child; please forgive him.
Ruan's Spirit in Heaven, Early Ming Dynasty: ...
Pastoral metaphor: ...
Mu Yu glared at Ruan Mingchu, then smacked Gong Zhushen hard on the head before walking past him quickly, leaving Ruan Mingchu and Gong Zhushen behind.
Ruan Mingchu touched his nose, and after thinking it over, decided to tell Xiao Gong the truth. After all, Gong Zhushen would be Mu Yu's trusted confidant and good brother in the future.
Unfortunately, he told them the truth.
Miyazaki Shin said only a fool would believe that.
"One Alpha, one Omega, one about two meters tall, and one about 1.7 meters tall."
Gong Zhushen looked at Ruan Mingchu with a subtle expression, as if to say, "Keep making things up, keep making things up."
Ruan Mingchu sighed, "You can feel the pheromones; they're exactly the same."
To avoid keeping Gong Zhushen awake, Ruan Mingchu only let out a small wisp of air for him to smell.
This sheer power was enough to make Miyazaki Shin kneel in awe.
The suppressive power of high-level pheromones is that strong; not everyone can understand the wonder of Ruan Mingchu's mermaid Alpha pheromones like Mu Yu does.
For Gong Zhushen, Ruan Mingchu's pheromones were the pheromones of his own kind that made him extremely agitated and unable to get aroused.
Unable to get up, Xiao Gong simply sat down and rubbed her knees, inwardly shouting, "Is this a show of force?"
This is a show of force!
They're not exactly the same, they're worlds apart.
Ruan Mingchu: ...
This is likely due to inadequate anti-pheromone training.
Unable to persuade Gong Zhushen, Ruan Mingchu simply stopped talking. In any case, the truth was already laid out before him, and whether he accepted it or not was entirely up to him.