Before five o'clock, everyone was on the starship.
Luggage and people were crammed into the lobby, and many people had to hold their luggage above their heads, otherwise there wouldn't be enough room for so many people.
After watching the dense crowd on the monitor, Ruan Mingchu decided not to show himself. Instead, he sent out a cute little robot to register them and lead them to their rooms.
There are not many small robots. There are eight passageways connecting the hall, and there are three robots in each passageway.
They started leading people from the outermost perimeter, preventing them from entering the center. When news from the outside reached the center, those inside were actually trying to squeeze out.
If the density hadn't been so high, there might have been a stampede. Ruan Mingchu rubbed his temples.
How to get these people to study is still a big problem; the Empire has never encountered such a large number of "problem citizens."
Unlike real criminals, it cannot be enforced. However, he is only responsible for bringing the person back. How to deal with the specifics will depend on the professionals.
Daisong stayed with his younger brother, sister, and neighbor sister. The little robot was very humane when assigning rooms, giving the three of them a large suite, while the neighbor sister's room was next to the suite.
The little robot originally wanted a large suite for four people, but the neighbor lady refused.
The room was clean and tidy. Although it wasn't luxurious, it had everything you'd expect, such as fluffy white pillows and soft bedding, a faucet that sprayed clean water with every movement, a small refrigerator with two or three kinds of snacks, and things that Da Song and the others didn't recognize.
This room also has windows. If you look through the windows, you can see them getting further and further away from the ground, and soon that piece of land becomes a small black dot.
Da Song was somewhat bewildered. Did he really leave so easily?
He left through the window and looked around the room again. He felt that they and their tattered luggage were completely out of place here; their worn-out, muddy shoes had left many footprints on the clean floor.
What should we do?
What can be done?
Da Song glanced at his younger siblings, who were already eating snacks from the refrigerator, and smiled so hard his eyes narrowed. He felt a deep sense of the heavy burden on his shoulders.
"Let me sneak out and scout out the area," Da Song thought to himself, when suddenly a voice came from somewhere above him.
"Please take a shower and rest first. There will be a buffet at the restaurant at seven o'clock. There are signs in the corridor. If needed, you can follow the signs to the restaurant."
bath?
Da Song raised his arm and looked at himself. He didn't think he was dirty; he had just washed himself a month ago when it rained.
But since it's been brought up, let's give it a try.
Thanks to the voice-controlled smart system, Da Song, who had hardly ever used StarCraft products, was able to take a shower with ease; it almost scared him to death.
Here's what happened.
As soon as Da Song stood in the bathroom shower area, there was a large sign that read "Shower Room." Da Song could barely recognize it; his grandfather had taught him quite a few characters.
Just as he was scratching his head, looking around for a way to get water out, another voice sounded above his head.
It wasn't a human voice, but a mechanical one: "The target person has been found to be heavily soiled. Powerful cleaning mode activated."
Then two robotic arms extended from both sides and grabbed Daisatsu. Several more robotic arms appeared, holding brushes, shower heads, and cleaning agents. They first sprayed Daisatsu's whole body wet, then smeared cleaning agents all over his body, and then started scrubbing him with brushes.
No matter how much Daisatsu struggled, he couldn't break free. No matter how dirty he was, he was perfectly clean!
Da Song fell silent when he saw the layer of black mud on the ground and the water that changed color after flowing over him.
What happened? He just took a shower.
The so-called bathing was just rinsing in the rain.
Ruan Mingchu was chatting with Mu Yu about how to get Da Song into their school if Da Song's illness was cured.
Then the starship's alarm sounded.
Ruan Mingchu and Mu Yu immediately became alert, thinking that some brainless person had come to cause trouble.
The result was both funny and sad: everyone who entered the bathroom was taken away to be cleaned. Because it was so dirty and there were so many people, the starship's water supply was not enough.
But after laughing, the two became extremely angry when they thought about the reason for this situation.
Regardless of the circumstances, all those involved must be severely punished!
The bath lasted for more than an hour, and my skin got all wrinkled from being soaked in water.
Daisong looked utterly dejected; he never wanted to take a bath again in his life!
When he saw himself in the mirror, he was startled at first glance.
Who is this pretty boy?
In hindsight, it seems like this is him.
Daisatsu was horrified. He'd always had dark skin, as far as he could remember. Had they washed away a layer of his skin? This was terrifying.
He hurriedly knocked on his neighbor's door, and as soon as he saw her, he said, "Sister, don't take a bath! You'll wash your skin off, it's awful!"
Only after he finished speaking did he realize that her hair was dripping with water and her body was still steaming, as if she had just taken a bath.
"Hey? Sis, your skin wasn't washed off."
The woman twitched her lips speechlessly and reached out to pinch Da Song's fair cheek.
"Don't you know whether it's skin or not?"
Dasong:? !
Damn, was the reason he was so dark-skinned all because of the dirt covering him?
“But I take showers all the time,” Daisatsu muttered.
On the garbage planet, the seawater is black, the rainwater is naturally unclean, and rainfall is scarce, making bathing very difficult.
The woman took a deep breath, pretending not to hear Da Song's mutterings, "Aren't you going back to help Da Hu and Xiao Hua wash up? There are new clothes and shoes in the closet, might as well wear them."
Upon hearing about the new clothes and shoes, Da Song instantly perked up, "Then I'm going back."
They ran off in a flurry of activity.
The woman sighed. Things will get better.
Because the journey was too short, the people on the spaceship had a hearty dinner, took a nap, and were just about to come out to scout the situation when they were told that they could prepare to disembark.
Ruan Mingchu sailed the starship to the ninth satellite of the Imperial Star, the location of the Star Aid Association headquarters, where they would be staying for the next period of time.
The Star Aid Association registers these unregistered individuals and arranges hospital visits. This is something the Star Aid Association is used to doing, but the scale of the assistance is not this large and the problems are not this numerous.
The president of the Star Aid Association personally received Ruan Mingchu and, after learning about the basic situation of this group, said, "Leave them to us."
Without asking too many questions about the reasons, I simply did my job conscientiously and helped those in need.
Ruan Minhchu admired such down-to-earth and hardworking people.
Soon, a large group of Star Aid staff and assistant robots arrived at the Starport in many hovercars, following Ruan Mingchu, and received these special refugees through a special passage.
Suddenly informed that they could disembark from the starship, no one moved. Who knew what they would encounter once they got off? They hadn't had enough of this wonderful place yet.
Da Song was the first to step forward; he was relieved to know the situation. What would have happened to Da Hu and Xiao Hua if he hadn't stepped forward?
Following his memory, Daisatsu arrived at the hall. The hatch connecting the hall was wide open, and outside was a group of people dressed in identical clothes.
He spotted Ruan Mingchu with his sharp eyes and rushed over to ask, "What are you guys doing?"
The president came in person and answered the question on behalf of Ruan Mingchu: "The Star Aid Association is here to pick you up for registration and medical examination. For at least one year afterward, you will be arranged by the Star Aid Association."
Daisatsu: "Why should I?"
Chairman: "That's the law of the Empire."
Dasong:? ? ?
Could it be that these two strange people, Ruan Mingchu and his companion, were really sent by the Empire? Weren't they supposed to be witnesses? Why is the Star Aid Society here now?
Is it so difficult to explain one's purpose? When he has money, he'll definitely buy someone who can talk.
Whether Da Song believed it or not, he, his younger siblings, and the neighbor's older sister were the first to be picked up.
Regardless of their wishes, everyone who followed was taken away by the Star Aid Society. Some tried to resist and escape, but were immediately given tranquilizers and dragged away.
The president noticed that Ruan Mingchu and Mu Yu were somewhat taken aback, and explained, "Everything we have done is completely in accordance with the law."
Ruan Mingchu licked his lips and shook his head. "I'm just a little surprised."
He had dealt with people from the Star Aid Association before, but it was an Omega-only Star Aid Association. Everyone there was very gentle and spoke softly, as if afraid of scaring people.
Administering anesthetic directly was too aggressive and caused a discrepancy with memory.
(Omega Star Support Association: They're just playing favorites.)
Not long after leaving the Imperial Star, Ruan Mingchu and Mu Yu returned. He did not yet have the direct authority to handle the affairs of the star system governor and the star system government; this matter still needed to be handled by his father, the Emperor.
Fortunately, he had his father, the emperor, which allowed him to be a carefree crown prince.
(Border: Your Highness, we've been waiting for you to come back!)
All evidence and witnesses are complete. Ruan Mingchu also sent people to guard around the garbage planet. They just reported that they caught a spaceship trying to dump garbage and caught it red-handed.
When Ruan Mingchu was reporting to his father, Qingyao stared at him with a mournful look, trying to scare him away.
However, it was all in vain. Ruan Mingchu remained unmoved and even mischievously slowed down his speech, turning a ten-minute conversation into a half-hour monologue.
Qingyao: Heh.
He's already seen through this brat's scheme; he'll see if he doesn't get his revenge!
After thinking it over, Qingyao still couldn't bring himself to do it. After all, he was his own son, and even though he was such a troublemaker, he couldn't bear to tease him.
It's better to promote a happy sex life for the two of them and keep that guy from wasting time here.
With that thought in mind, Qingyao turned around and went to prepare a small gift for Muyu.
To avoid seeing Qingyao, Mu Yu deliberately didn't go with Ruan Mingchu, but instead went directly to Tu Aotian's place to play games.
These three seem to be planning to stay here permanently. I heard that Gymboree is going to take a transfer exam in a couple of days, so only Mu Yu and Tu Aotian are playing games today.
Suddenly, a third person joined the game. Mu Yu and Tu Aotian stared intently at the screen, assuming that Jin Baobei had succumbed to temptation and joined in.
However, this technique was too weak, and he was quickly defeated by Mu Yu. Did Jinbaobei go crazy from practicing political questions?
Feeling a pity for Jinbaobei, Mu Yu took off his gaming glasses and turned around, intending to make a sarcastic remark, when he saw Qingyao's perfect face appear in his field of vision. Startled, Mu Yu quickly leaned back, even losing his grip on his glasses.
Qingyao smiled, seemingly oblivious to Mu Xiaoyu's shyness and rejection of him. "You played the game really well, shall we play a few more rounds?"
Can Mu Yu say no?
Of course not.