Thanks to a last-minute reminder from the Data Terminal, the elegant and noble Erem Elves avoided the fate of being renamed the Doudou Planet people in the future. Hao Ren hurriedly found Hilda and told her about naming the new planet. The Elf Queen was quite surprised. "Naming rights? Do you mean you want us to decide the planet's name?"
"Er, if you can accept being called the Doudou Planet people, then sure..." Hao Ren was caught between laughter and tears. "But honestly, even I can't accept it—this Great Migration is going to be recorded in my work performance review. I really don't want the four words 'Doudou Planet people' showing up on my otherwise flawless employee record..."
Hilda couldn't understand what was wrong with those four words, but she still nodded. "I understand. But can you really give us this honor so casually? This is your planet. I feel that naming rights should carry extraordinary significance. They should belong to you."
Lily spoke up generously on Hao Ren's behalf. "Oh, you've already given them the planet, so what are naming rights on top of that? How much naming talent can you expect from someone who came up with the words 'Doudou Planet' anyway? His family even named their cat Roll..."
Hilda froze, then smiled softly. "Can we continue calling it Erem? We hope this will let our descendants remember where they came from."
Hao Ren nodded vigorously. "Sure. At least that gives it some commemorative significance."
The first night after the Erem Elves arrived at their new home was spent in the wilderness. Accompanied by sea breezes, rustling forests, and the vast, profound sky they had never experienced before, many of them spent a sleepless night. Hao Ren woke up in a cabin aboard the ship and found that