Over the next stretch of time, Ronan's work was almost no different from when he had first arrived on the Chang Ying. He conducted production research at the Third Processing Center and inspected the entire ship for infected personnel.
Of course, the breadth and depth of it were now incomparable.
Most importantly, everything went smoothly and openly.
With the Tranquil Underworld Bureau backing him, he could freely enter any area, request all kinds of data, and require the relevant personnel to cooperate. Nothing stood in his way.
By the time he reached the Medical Zone, Doctor Xiang Chai was already teasing him.
"Overseer Luo, what an honored guest."
"What?"
"Your new nickname." Doctor Xiang Chai smiled, then immediately explained, "I didn't make it up. It's already spreading through the Eight Great Departments. You've been quite imposing these past couple of days."
Ronan was quite self-aware. "Looks like people hate me."
"Good that you know."
The Tranquil Underworld Bureau was a professional organization parachuted in from above. It followed rules and procedures, but even so, it was difficult to avoid being resented while doing this kind of work.
Not to mention that the Forward Committee Third Bureau knew Ronan inside out. They knew he was a minor lieutenant promoted straight from the front lines, so they naturally held no particular awe for him. Besides, Ronan always seemed to stay apart from everyone else, acting all mysterious. No one knew what exactly he was up to...
"Those two Shadow Mist drills of yours really put people through the wringer. You've been way too conspicuous."
Doctor Xiang Chai was already fairly irreverent. If even he said so, then the situation was serious. Or perhaps Professor Lan Zhu was using his mouth to offer a reminder.
Ronan smiled and nodded, giving no indication of