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The blue light faded.

Sing Sing released Bailey's hand, his shoe soles firmly planted on the yellow line of the 749 Bureau Medical Reception Area, and his tense shoulders and back relaxed.

It feels so damn good to be home!

Storm, Geggebu, Bailey, Yinsen, Olivia are all standing inside the yellow line.

Including myself, all six passengers were present.

Looking at the Wandering Girl, she's already taken her second cup of milk tea from the staff member next to her.

"Cross-border dispatch order number?"

Secretary Xiao Liu rushed over with documents in hand, checked the receiving terminal first, and didn't rush to join the new employees.

"749, temporary dispatch number 187, six passengers, one crew member, the mission recorder is still in my pocket."

Edith bit the straw and handed over the recorder.

After confirming that the list matched the original record, Xiao Liu turned to the personnel placement page in the document. "Director Zhou, what's this person's name?"

Robert Herman, codenamed Geggebu, his personal ambition is to raise chickens.

Xiao Liu nodded, "Understood. Let's each do our own plan. Everyone, please get checked first."

Geggebu stared at him for a long while. "Aren't you going to cut off a piece of me and send it to the lab?"

"No." Xiao Liu smiled gently. "No, the project list has both Chinese and English versions. You can cross out any projects you disagree with on the spot."

"Any organization that takes samples must sign a separate document; no one can conduct the sampling without your voluntary signature."

Sing Sing continued, pointing to Storm, "This is Ororo Munroe, a former X-Men member. She's currently in China for an inspection tour and won't be officially hired yet."

After the introductions were finished, Bailey hesitated for a moment and asked, "Will they test your abilities during the physical exam?"

"No testing."

Xiao Liu closed the folder. "The information Director Zhou sent back clearly states that you only have one chance to prove your abilities. We can't afford the test results, and you certainly can't afford to."

Bailey was in a bad mood. "Then how can you be sure I'm useful?"

Sing Sing Chow patted him on the shoulder, "The company only assesses whether the position is suitable; we don't need your life to fill out forms and data. It's okay if you never use your abilities; relax."

Yinsen couldn't help but ask, "My ability is to find flaws. What do you plan to have me do?"

"After the routine check-ups are completed, a career assessment will be arranged, and finally, you can choose the direction you are willing to take."

After handing the group over to Xiao Liu, Sing Sing headed straight for the bureau chief's office.

Director Wang was checking the seals on the evidence; an operation briefing and handover form were spread out on the table.

"The person has been brought back?"

"Of course! Why wouldn't I trust them to handle things? They're having Xiao Liu arrange the medical checkups now."

Sing Sing pulled out a chair and sat down, placing his suitcase beside his feet.

"Mueller is nowhere to be found, Silver Peak's Algorithm Component is still missing, and the New York branch has been put under a purge."

Director Wang nodded. "Ling Lingwu is investigating that woman, and at the same time, he's checking which non-public files from the 749 Bureau have been leaked. What do you think?"

"The other side knows the code name of the second brother, and Silver Peak was able to smuggle SBT09 into the country. On our side..."

Director Wang grunted in agreement, scribbled a few words in the corner of the briefing, and then destroyed it.

Old Zhou knew that the bureau had already started screening people.

"By the way, how are those guys doing lately? Have they caused any trouble?"

"You're worried about others causing trouble? They're much less troublesome than you!"

Director Wang pushed the schedule forward a bit. "Polaris and Soft Serve were transferred to work on the Qiongzhou Strait Cross-Sea Passage Project a few days ago."

As shown in the figure

"Polaris is responsible for the correction of the immersed tunnel structure, Soft Serve is being supplied to the high-temperature work area, and the two have signed a secondment confirmation letter for the same station."

Why did Xiao Ruan go along too?

Director Wang glanced at Sing Sing sideways. "Otherwise what?"

Sing Sing chuckled awkwardly.

Indeed, ever since the two reunited, Xiao Ruan has been sticking to Lorna.

During the day, while working, the Soft Serve would sometimes take a break to check what Polaris was doing.

Sing Sing glanced at the schedule and couldn't help but whistle.

"Look how capable the men Old Zhou brought back are! They've already made a name for themselves in such a short time!"

"While he made significant contributions, the evaluation from the aerospace sector was that 'his contributions to key technology verification were substantial, but his individual abilities could not be integrated into the regular engineering system.'"

Sing Sing frowned; he roughly understood the problem.

Aerospace engineering requires verifiable processes and equivalent backups.

Lorna can complete the task, but the country's existing system cannot replicate her. Therefore, it is not advisable to permanently rely on one person for the entire crucial link.

"Publicly, they will only receive China Government Friendship Award, with all details of their actions anonymized, not linked to any specific product model, and no media publicity arranged."

Director Wang tapped on the table.

"Internally, the aerospace system will issue classified awards according to the corresponding level. National-level science and technology awards are applied for in the name of the project team, and individual contributions are only recorded in classified files."

Sing Sing pouted, "So, after all that, you're still doing your work anonymously?"

"What do you think? Let her accept the award publicly and give interviews, waiting for the international media to expose her identity completely?"

"Alright, Lorna doesn't care about these empty titles anyway."

Sing Sing leaned back in his chair. "By the way, where's Old Jin? I heard from Lao Er that he has a secret mission?"

You can't understand what he's doing.

Old Zhou was unhappy. "Sir, I'm also a field operations supervisor! My security level isn't lower than those few goji berries in your jar, is it?"

"I can tell you, he went to the archives to give an oral statement."

Director Wang said slowly, "The archives department has discovered inconsistencies in several batches of modern North America documents, and we need testimonies from surviving eyewitnesses."

Sing Sing gave a thumbs up.

"As expected of the director, others recruit Wolverine to fight wars, but you send him to find typos in history books. You've truly mastered the art of productivity development."

Stop flattering me! Finish the New York operation report, especially the part about you blowing up the shipyard! Oh, and write out the reports about the previous times you sent Edith out!

"That was Silver Peak's own doing! What does it have to do with me?"

"Ling Ling'er said you should write the report."

"He's maliciously shifting the blame! He even claimed one person surrounded twenty clones—can you really believe someone like that?"

Just as Director Wang was considering whether or not to use the Deadly Scissor Legs, a familiar figure burst into the office.

His reading glasses were askew on his nose, and Da Vinci held a soldering iron in his right hand.

"Sing Sing, give me the briefcase!"

Sing Sing clutched the box warily. "What are you going to do? Explain yourself first, I have some unreimbursed invoices inside!"

"Forget the invoice, give me the money first! I need it renovated!"

Da Vinci grabbed the other side of the briefcase. "I've had a new idea lately; I can compress clothes. What if I compressed this briefcase to the size of a cigarette pack?"

What will happen? Will my invoices be compressed to the size of a postage stamp?

"Science requires sacrifice!"

"Sacrifice your head, I need invoices for my expense reimbursement."

Director Wang slapped his forehead in exasperation; these two blockheads always bickered whenever they met.

"Wenxi! Go back to your lab and get back to your work! Don't cause trouble here!"

"But Director Wang, if this technology succeeds, field personnel will be able to carry more equipment with them in the future."

"Just imagine how convenient it would be to fit a first-aid kit, or even a surveillance system, into a space the size of a cigarette pack!"

Sing Sing's eyes lit up. "That sounds great! Are you sure the compression technology won't burn the invoice?"

"I'm not sure, we'll have to try to know."