While Yu Sheng struggled desperately with a mountain of interstellar navigation regulations, the "technical support staff" arranged by Baili Qing finally began arriving one after another.
Among the first to arrive was a familiar face—Engineer Sun, along with the engineering team he had brought. They were the same people who had helped build the temporary camp for the orphanage's children.
There were also dozens of experts in deep-space navigation craft.
Deep in the "valley," on the ship berthing platform near the Black Forest, Engineer Sun—short, stocky, slightly dark-skinned, and wearing the Special Operations Bureau engineering team's uniform—tilted his head back and stared at the pitch-black giant tower planted in one of the platform's "berths," marveling for a very, very long time.
"When I came last time, this place only had one big platform in the center of the valley, and there was just a toilet built on it." Engineer Sun withdrew his gaze and looked at Yu Sheng with deep emotion. "How long has it been? You've even built a spaceport here?! You turned the old platform into a pyramid too..."
"I've told you so many times that the thing before wasn't a toilet." Yu Sheng helplessly tugged at the corner of his mouth. "Still, it's nice that you're willing to admit my newly built teleportation hub is a pyramid. Snow White and the others all said it looked like a grave mound."
"I was actually thinking of saying that too." Engineer Sun nearly burst out laughing, but when he saw Yu Sheng's expression, he hurriedly added a few words. "That said, it really is quite magnificent. If someone insists on calling it a grave mound, then it has to be a massive, wonder-level tomb. I once led a team 'out of town' to help repair a museum. That museum