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Before Jiang Lin could speak, a huge steel arm landed in front of Gallagher.
And what that steel arm was holding was a mirror.
Gallagher paused again, instinctively glancing at himself in the mirror.
Well, apart from the added metallic texture, it's no different from its original self.
Even his signature stubble is still there.
Gallagher gently touched it; the texture was the same as before, which was quite amazing.
But then he looked up and saw Megatron standing beside him.
"This is...?"
"I am Megatron."
"Just take it as such."
Gallagher then looked at Jiang Lin, since Jiang Lin had previously said that if he could make things work for him, he would work for him.
Jiang Lin naturally understood Gallagher's meaning, so after carefully considering it for a moment, he spoke:
"I've already told Megatron your basic information. From now on, you'll be colleagues."
Both sides nodded without saying much; the most important thing now was to hear what the boss had to say.
Jiang Lin continued:
"Your primary task is to carry out preliminary modifications to Cybertron. I have already handed over the modification plan to Megatron."
"Within a year at most, the entire planet will be completely transformed."
Megatron then spoke up to assure them, though his estimate of a year was somewhat conservative, mainly because he didn't know when the company's goods would arrive.
If the company's goods arrived now, he would select a batch of excellent equipment, give them a spark, and turn them into his own kind. This would absolutely boost work efficiency dramatically, perhaps even within a year.
Jiang Lin nodded: "The task is assigned to you. As for how you distribute it, I won't interfere."
Gallagher suddenly realized, "Where is my Mianmian?"
He clearly remembered that he had also taken Mianmian away, but could Mianmian, who was born from the Memories of the Memory Realm, really leave the dream world?
He had already realized that the memory essence was very thin, no different from a normal planet, and did not seem like something that could have a memory domain meme.
Thinking of this, Gallagher quickly spoke up:
"Oh, I have one more thing."
Jiang Lin was slightly taken aback, as if he had thought of something, so he smiled and put on the appearance of a conscientious boss, patting Gallagher on the shoulder.
"You mean to talk about compensation? Don't worry, the salary here is very high, but you've only just started. The monthly salary is 400 million credits, how about that?"
"I'm not..."
"Three days off per week, 4.5 system hours per day."
Chapter 101 The Next Destination
Gallagher looked in the direction Jiang Lin had left and couldn't help but breathe a slight sigh of relief.
Then he looked down at the pattern on the palm of his left hand.
Its main body is a slender silhouette, with light ink shadows outlining its body;
The three pairs of purple eyes are arranged symmetrically and form the visual core.
Two sharp wing blade lines extend from the side, with no superfluous details, using shadows and sharp outlines to highlight the coldness and recognizability of "death".
It was Mianmian.
Gallagher couldn't help but fall into deep thought. According to Jiang Lin, Mianmian was currently inside his mechanical body.
You can summon it at any time.
Jiang Lin also gave a more fitting explanation—Memory Spirit!
But if Mianmian is my own memory spirit, then what am I?
Just as Gallagher was about to continue thinking, Megatron, who was standing to the side, became displeased.
After picking it up like a figurine, I took it with me to prepare for work.
After Jiang Lin left, he discovered several scattered boundary anchors on Cybertron.
It must have been some unknown person who once came here to explore.
However, the number is small, probably because this planet was once too underdeveloped and there was nothing to explore.
After activating them all, Jiang Lin began to think about his next plan.
"I wonder how Sunday is doing now..."
A group of people who had just finished a meeting left the observation car.
But Himeko stayed behind, gently comforting and reassuring Pam.
During the meeting just now, Misha and the others were naturally mentioned, but Pam didn't seem to react much, just kept her head down and remained silent.
But everyone knew that Pam was in a bad mood, so the group left the observation car and went to the next car.
"Speaking of which, didn't Jiang Lin take that dream bubble onto the train? Why didn't the train conductor take a closer look at Misha?"
March 7th felt a pang of sympathy for Pam, but also had some doubts.
"Ever since we saw the contents of that dream bubble together, it has become silent."
Like a blade of grass about to wither, Pam entrusted it to Miss Black Swan, hoping she could find a solution.
Walter's tone was calm, but tinged with a hint of helplessness.
For a moment, the atmosphere was a little quiet.
Seeing this, Xing glanced at everyone and chose to change the subject.
"Pam just said that the fuel is almost gone?"
Walter nodded, his tone becoming somewhat serious:
"Although Pam was mostly venting her emotions at the time, what she said was indeed correct."
Walter adjusted his glasses and began his analysis.
"With the addition of a star as a node, the train took longer than expected at each subsequent station."
To ensure everyone was present, Pam had to repeatedly postpone the jump schedule.
Dan Heng seemed to understand something at this moment.
“I see. No wonder I often hear Pam pacing anxiously in the hallway.”
"So the train conductor was doing all this for us without ever realizing it..."
March 7th was also somewhat melancholic at this point, and then Walter continued to explain:
"Unlike ordinary vehicles, the Star Train will convert each exploration into energy to sustain its operation."
Ideally, as long as the pioneering journey continues, the train will have a constant source of power, moving forward like a perpetual motion machine.
However, due to the previous events... fuel consumption is happening faster than expected, and two more jumps may be the limit.
And just then, Sunday arrived in this carriage.
Seeing the group of people gathered together, he stepped forward with some confusion and asked them.
What are you talking about? Where are we going next?
That's right, he didn't attend the meeting on Sunday. According to him, it didn't matter where he went.
But seeing everyone gathered together, he couldn't help but feel curious and puzzled.
"You've arrived. We were discussing fuel."
Dan Heng looked at Sunday and explained.
Seeing Sunday's puzzled expression, March 7th took the initiative to repeat what Walter had just said.
After hearing March 7's explanation, Sunday nodded in understanding.
"What an amazing train! So you're still discussing your next destination?"
Danheng nodded helplessly. "We must take this into account for our next destination."
“That’s right, I’ve already checked the star map. The worlds that are relatively close to us are ‘Ocean Planet’ Lusaka and ‘Agate World’ Merustain.”
As for which one to choose as our destination, that will have to be decided by voting...
Walter then added.
But another voice interrupted their conversation.
"Or, you may also listen to my suggestion."
The black swan emerged from the door of March 7th and greeted everyone gently.
"We meet again, everyone."
"Miss Black Swan?! What are you doing in my room?"
March 7th looked surprised. Although she often left her bedroom door open, usually only Xing entered her room.
Besides, she clearly remembered that no one was in her room just now...
The black swan smiled slightly upon hearing March 7's words:
“What a lovely room, Miss March—just like you.”
Walter then asked:
“Miss Black Swan, our cooperation with Pinocone should have ended by now.”
"Of course. However, I look forward to our next collaboration."
This won't do you any harm, and my suggestion might even be your best option, who knows?
Black Swan appeared quite composed in the face of Walter's question, and her confident smile made Walter take the suggestion from this reminiscer a little more seriously.