Study Monster Cultivation System-Chapter 324 - 323 is not okay at all!!!

Lake Ying Middle School, Senior Year, Class One.

A girl who had just finished eating swaggered into the classroom, rubbing her little belly. She clumsily sat down at her seat and casually started scrolling through her phone.

Suddenly, she jumped up, grumbling!

Duang-ang-ang-ang...

"A sudden launch?!" Zhang Xiaoke exclaimed with wide eyes, "Wasn’t it supposed to be in the next three to four days?!"

Soon, a deep voice came from behind.

"What are you blabbering about?" Jiang Qinghua lifted her newly fitted low prescription glasses, "You’re disturbing my studies."

Zhang Xiaoke turned around to size up Jiang Qinghua, couldn’t help showing a look of disdain, "Nope, not even close, doesn’t have the master’s vibe at all. Talk like that after you score 700 points."

After speaking, she slapped her phone onto the desk and pushed it forward.

The screen displayed a wide shot of Wenhai Launch Pad, with the words "Live" prominently in the top right corner, and subtitles below -

[Yellow River-2 is about to choose a launch opportunity!]

"Whoa." Jiang Qinghua suddenly took off her glasses, "Will there be footage of Li Zheng and Lin Yujing?"

"Who knows..." Zhang Xiaoke said with a droopy face and a sigh, "Haven’t seen the master for over half a year... What if he already looks like the other senior engineers, unrecognizable... My heart aches for Master..."

"And Lin Yujing too... I really can’t imagine what she’d look like in that kind of space suit..." Jiang Qinghua also pursed her lips continuously, "Suddenly she’s gone from being the girl next desk to big sister in the workshop."

As they spoke, more classmates gathered around. Encouraged by Zhang Xiaoke’s loud promotion, the oppressive atmosphere of cramming for the college entrance exam was instantly abandoned, replaced by various weird expectations.

"They’re in that building, right?"

"Can’t we just go in and film?"

"Man, I want to see Jingjing!"

...

Meanwhile, in the neurosurgery department’s fourth operating room’s prep room at Tiantan Hospital.

Li Yi, who had just finished a major surgery, changed back into his regular white coat and collapsed where he stood, devoid of life, only mustering the energy to weakly sigh, "Don’t even have the strength to eat... Yue, can you call the office for me..."

"Ah..." Cheng Wenyue, wrapped in her gown, hesitated, "I have plans to go out to eat with the thoracic surgery folks..."

"Yue..." Li Yi tried to lift his hand feebly, then dropped it despairingly, shook his head gloomily, "Wife’s out at a meeting, son’s working abroad, and now even you won’t do what I ask... Tell me, did I give you your degree too early?"

"Haha, it’s already given, regretting it now? Too late!" Cheng Wenyue patted Li Yi’s weary shoulder with a laugh, "Why don’t you join us?"

Li Yi sighed helplessly, "Forget it, I am the director, after all. I have no other flaws but being too authoritative, which would prevent everyone from relaxing. You go eat, just bring back a dish for me, I’ll head to the office and space out for a while."

After speaking, Li Yi stood up and pulled out his phone, habitually opening the news app when a glaring pop-up smacked right onto his face —

[Live now: Scene of the second launch of Yellow River-2]

"Whoa!" Li Yi perked up instantly, "It’s launching today? That kid didn’t tell me."

"What?" Cheng Wenyue leaned in too, her eyes widening as well, "It’s launching now? Can we see Li Zheng?"

"Who cares about that smelly kid..." Li Yi eagerly rubbed his hands, "Go on, go eat, leave me be."

"Still in the mood to go out to eat at this time?" Cheng Wenyue hurriedly opened WeChat, "Dinner gathering, let’s find the astronaut who looks like you."

"That’s not important. The key is to find the female astronauts, everyone record the screen for me!"

...

At the Ministry of Science and Technology, during a budget review meeting for a major project.

Participants were listening attentively to the speaker, taking notes they’d probably never look at again.

But upon closer inspection, there was a domineering-looking female leader whose gaze frequently wandered. She would glance at the speaker, feign a nod, then slowly transition to looking down and sneaking peeks at something.

Only those sitting beside her knew that her phone was propped up below.

A senior colleague leaned in to whisper, peering at the small screen, "Is this Yellow 2?"

"Mhm." An Ning covered her face, "It seems to be launching earlier due to the typhoon."

"So you’re a space enthusiast as well."

"Just a little bit," An Ning pointed at the screen and couldn’t help laughing, "Mainly because my son is in there."

"???"

...

Ji University Department of Physics teaching laboratory.

A short-haired girl burst in holding a laptop, blowing the bangs out of her face.

"Done, we’re not having the experimental class this afternoon, let’s watch the live stream instead."

The laboratory immediately erupted with cheers familiar to everyone.

"All hail the class monitor!"

"All hail the queen!"

"Oh hi!"

In this frenzied atmosphere, two people tucked in a corner seemed noticeably out of place.

"Is Sister Shu this fierce even at Ji University..." Shi Yang cowered in the back row of the lab, not daring to reveal his association with the Chemical Institute.

"There are just fewer girls in the Department of Physics, they’re not worldly," Ou Xingzhuo bragged, legs crossed arrogantly, "Are there still people from the Dragon Pearl Group mixing at Ji University? Has everyone been informed yet?"

"They’re all on their way over," Shi Yang worked his phone and said, "Two from next door at Jinghua also want to come. They asked me to meet them at the school gate to guide them, but I just left them hanging, I didn’t go. Big brother, you think I did the right thing?"

"..."

...

At half-past one in the afternoon, when Tang Zhifei walked into senior grade three class one, he found half the class, with Zhang Xiaoke at the epicenter, having formed a semicircle, as if they were looking at something quite unsavory.

Tang Zhifei frowned deeply, feeling a sense of despair.

Li Zheng, the steadying needle of the sea, was no longer there.

Nor was Lin Yujing, marking her own territory with quiet charm.

The class was gradually becoming a happy kennel.

Although Tang Zhifei had always been trying to restrain himself, not willing to become like Hu Chunmei,

he really felt like putting his hands on his hips and starting to curse at that moment.

"So frivolous!"

"What are you doing, what are you doing! What do you have ears for, didn’t you hear the warning bell?"

"You’re the noisiest in the whole building— if only you could put half that energy into studying, I would be ever so grateful!"

Of course, all of this was in Tang Zhifei’s imagination; he hadn’t yet lost control to take that step.

"Sigh..." Tang Zhifei forced his emotions down, raised his hands, and said as kindly as possible, "Students, the warning bell has already rung, it’s time for class."

From the crowd, his most loyal class representative emerged.

"Teacher Tang, Li Zheng is going to be on the live stream!" Liu Yuexuan shouted excitedly, "The launch is happening this afternoon."

At the same time, the loud and brassy voice of Liu Xiaodong filled the broadcast.

[Students, the Yellow River-2 Launch Rocket, co-developed by our outstanding senior students Li Zheng and Lin Yujing, is set to launch this afternoon.]

[After discussion by the educational administration, we’ve decided to witness this important moment together with all the teachers and students in the school!]

[I announce that we will suspend classes this afternoon, and all teachers and students will watch the launch live.]

[Participation for senior students is not mandatory, please teachers arrange accordingly based on the students’ attitudes.]

Instantly, the entire class turned their gazes to Tang Zhifei, their faces pleading.

Tang Zhifei’s emotions dissolved into a weary sigh.

How could anyone withstand this?

He had no choice but to look towards the class disruptor.

"Class president, start the projector!"

...

Actually, it wasn’t just Lake Ying— that afternoon, numerous middle and high schools across the country suspended classes temporarily to broadcast the Yellow 2 live stream.

Countless eyes were fixed on the East Coast of Wenhai.

Countless "Go Yellow 2!" and "This time it will definitely succeed!" messages poured like a waterfall, washing over the live chat of the stream.

A surge of anticipation instantly solidified into a tangible force.

Only a glorious ascent into the sky would live up to the high expectations.

...

At this moment, at the Wenhai Launch Site control center, the staff had already taken their places, orderly and efficiently conducting final checks on each link of the process.

They had been through too many ups and downs, and now only composure and calm were apparent.

About a dozen cameras were scattered around, continuously filming but not broadcasting live throughout.

Based on experience, only after the rocket’s ascent would some delayed live footage of the hall be shown, usually no more than one minute.

This stage was off-limits for interviews, and the reporters and photographers’ phones had already been collected; all they could do was watch in silence.

Over half an hour, as reports of "Inspection completed, all normal" from various team leaders were heard, the launch was but a stone’s throw away.

At 3:15 PM, when the staff reported "Meteorological check complete, conditions suitable for launch," the preparation completeness reached 100%.

After a brief discussion, the commander announced that the Yellow River-2 would launch on time during the 3:35 PM window.

The previously bustling control center immediately fell silent.

Everyone took their designated seats and silently stood guard.

All that could be done had been done, now all that remained was to wait.

In such a state, many couldn’t help but recall the past of Yellow 2.

This thirteen-year space marathon was about to make its second sprint towards the goal.

Thirteen years ago, the feasibility study began.

Eleven years ago, Yellow River-1 and Yellow River-2 were developed one after the other.

Ten years ago, the Yellow River series was included in the space program, solidifying its strategic position as the core large rocket for the next thirty years.

Eight years ago, designs for Yellow River-1 and -2 were completed, and the embryonic forms for Yellow River-3 and -4 were proposed.

Six years ago, the YF-85 liquid hydrogen oxygen engine was developed, and the YF-86 entered the design stage.

Five years ago, Yellow River-1 launched successfully.

Three years ago, the YF-86 was fully developed, and Yellow River-2 began assembly.

Two years ago, the engine tests exceeded 13,000 seconds and passed the review smoothly.

One year ago, Yellow River-2 met with the Jianxing-6 satellite at Wenhai.

Eight months ago, the first flight of Yellow River-2 ended in failure, and the reset process began.

Six months ago, the first reset attempt failed.

Five months ago, problems with the sub-synchronous precession were found, and the second reset began.

Four months ago, the reset plan was confirmed.

Three months ago, the reset was completed, and assembly of the YF-88 engine began.

Along this journey, nothing came easily, every day and night was a fierce struggle.

At this moment, in the last 10 minutes, most people had few thoughts left in their minds.

They neither thought of success nor of failure.

The only thoughts that came to mind, the only things they could sum up, were four words—

Clear conscience.

Li Zheng and Lin Yujing were assigned to the data analysis group, sitting towards the rear, responsible for monitoring and analyzing real-time data after the launch. If any anomaly was detected, Li Zheng needed to immediately pick up the phone and report to the commander.

When the 10-minute countdown sounded, Li Zheng looked at the screen full of data and silently took a deep breath.

Yellow 2 was about to welcome its success.

Eight months ago, that opportunistic embrace on the mountaintop—it was time to settle that.

"Ahem..." Li Zheng coughed to ensure he got Lin Yujing’s attention before saying, "Since you admit that I am a superior, then some things don’t need to be fought over pointlessly."

"?" Lin Yujing, who was fiddling with the screen, looked over in confusion. "What are you saying? Did you eat too much just now?"

"Never mind..." Li Zheng swallowed and listlessly moved the mouse, "What are your plans after the launch is successful?"

"Long vacation~~~~"

"Not going back to school?"

"Are you going back?"

"Haven’t decided."

"Me neither..."

Li Zheng coughed again, "Ahem, I still have to participate in math competitions, and then there’s college... If I go to Yingpei, we probably won’t be able to see each other often."

"Is that so..." Lin Yu Jing lowered her head instinctively, fiddling with her hair to cover her face, "Why are you saying such strange things today..."

"It might have to do with the interview..." Li Zheng also unconsciously lowered his head, "When the reporter asked me why I came here, I realized my initial intention might not have been to study. Although it’s a bit of corruption, but that’s the real thought—I might have had this idea because I saw you crying."

"Stop... don’t talk anymore..." Lin Yujing covered her face and looked around, "It’s almost time for the launch... look where we are... that camera has been pointing at us all this time..."

"I see..." Li Zheng swallowed again, "It just occurred to me that we’re both 19 now, soon to be out of the control of the high school code of conduct..."

"I get it, I get it..." Lin Yujing, blushing, frantically waved her hands, "Let’s talk after it’s done... there are too many people here."

"Oh?" Li Zheng asked with raised eyebrows, seeing her reaction, "You think the same way?"

"Scum Chap! Don’t take an inch at this time!" Lin Yujing tugged at her hair, "I’ve forgotten what my job is..."

"To be an assistant under me."

"Ah ah ah ah..."

Fortunately, the commander’s voice came through at just the right time.

"Attention all stations, 3 minutes, get ready!"

Upon hearing this command, Li Zheng immediately refocused, staring intently at his data monitoring screen.

Lin Yujing, however, was uncomfortable, her cheeks burning, her heart still racing.

Li Zheng’s attitude of immersing himself with work right after causing such a stir could only be described by one word.

"Scum Chap..."

...

Meanwhile, in senior class three, the neurosurgery conference room, the Ministry of Technology’s review meeting, Ji University’s physics laboratory...

Too many places were shrouded in silence, too many people held their breath.

Millions upon millions watched the same images, listened to the same voice.

"2 minutes, get ready!"

...

"1 minute, get ready!"

...

"30 seconds!"

...

"20 seconds!"

...

"10."

"9."

"8."

"7."

"6."

"5."

"4."

"3."

"2."

"1."

"Ignite!"

Ignite!

A burst of short linear sparks appeared on command at the bottom of the rocket, the vaporized fuel spewing out immediately.

In that sun-like flickering light, the rocket soared into the sky.

The ground trembled, and shockwaves thundered.

White smoke surged out like colossal tsunami waves.

In the midst of this, those five straight flames lifted up our Long March once again.

Countless cheers erupted across the 9.6 million square kilometers of land.

"Ah!!!!!!"

"Fuck!!!!!!"

"Wow!!!!"

From the bay in Wenhai to the classrooms in the countryside, from solemn assemblies to small eateries by the roadside.

Thousands upon thousands shouted in unison.

Zhang Xiaoke frantically pounded the desk, Tang Zhifei jumped up and yelled, Jiang Qinghua’s glasses fell to the ground.

Li Yi focused intently with bulging eyes, still eating; An Ning raised her hand to hold her breath and stop speaking,

Wu Shu pinched Ou Xingzhuo’s thigh to death; Ou Xingzhuo pinched Shi Yang’s butt to death; Shi Yang just grasped the edge of the desk and cried in vain.

In the midst of these cheers, soaring straight into the clouds,

The launch center control room was still as silent as death.

The torture of fate was just beginning at this very moment.

Those incantation-like circular reports echoed once again in everyone’s ears.

"Wenhai, optical radar tracking normal."

"Telemetry, signal normal."

"Wenhai, flight normal."

Everyone stared intently at their own screen.

The data of the two YF-88 engines was undoubtedly of utmost importance.

[Launch Time: 30 seconds]

[Core Stage One A Thrust: 507→509]

[Core Stage One B Thrust: 508→509]

Though Li Zheng’s task was to inspect more complicated curves, he couldn’t help himself from glancing at this data every few seconds.

Don’t stop.

Don’t stop.

Don’t stop.

"Don’t get distracted," Lin Yujing pinched Li Zheng’s arm. "You need to monitor the vibration frequency and the software’s real-time analysis."

"Yes... but I can’t help it..."

"I’ll watch these," Lin Yujing nodded. "If I don’t speak, it means everything is normal."

"Then please lose your voice quickly..."

"Hmm..."

In the front row of the launch center, Zhao Zhenhua stared at the big screen, his body shaking uncontrollably. He bit at his knuckles several times, trying to use the pain to calm himself down.

Shen Tinglan seemed to have stopped breathing, motionless like a wax statue.

Chen Hongbing really wanted to talk to someone, but it seemed inappropriate, so he just jittered his leg in place.

Reports of "normal tracking" continued to repeat, and data refreshed constantly.

In the blink of an eye, the rocket had pierced the clouds and reached near-Earth orbit, the onboard video feed now showing the curvature of Earth.

[Launch Time: 90 seconds]

[Core Stage One A Thrust: 523→524]

[Core Stage One B Thrust: 521→523]

This process of rapid ascent might seem tedious to spectators, but for the people here, each passing second meant a step closer to the destination, a step closer to the culmination of thirteen years of perseverance.

Li Zheng fulfilled his duty, resisting the urge to look at the engine thrust and scanning the fluctuating curves like a human scanner, for the first time dreading to hear Lin Yujing speak.

[Launch Time: 150 seconds]

[Core Stage One A Thrust: 601→605]

[Core Stage One B Thrust: 604→607]

At 175 seconds, the main camera focused on the outer boosters of the rocket.

"Booster separation!"

At the commander’s command, the four boosters detached from the rocket body.

If a wide view was taken at this point, they would resemble an escort convoy that had completed its mission, gradually waving goodbye to the rocket body as they drifted in four different directions.

The main screen’s feed immediately switched to a simulation flight path, showing the rocket’s position relative to the Earth; it was now above the South China Sea, with tracking radar switched from Wenhai Tracking and Control Station to Xisha Tracking and Control Station.

[Launch Time: 250 seconds]

[Core Stage One A Thrust: 655→657]

[Core Stage One B Thrust: 660→664]

At this point, the rocket had reached a height of 70 kilometers; the air was extremely thin.

"Open the fairing."

As the commander issued the command, the protective casing at the tip of the rocket opened to the sides on the sub-monitor and retreated into deep space.

After nearly 300 seconds of acceleration, it had completed its mission of protecting the satellite, offering its farewell.

[Launch Time: 340 seconds]

[Core Stage One A Thrust: 680→680]

[Core Stage One B Thrust: 681→681]

At this point, the rocket was almost moving through a vacuum, the thrust nearing its limit.

The simulation showed that the boosters had fallen into the South China Sea, and the rocket was approaching Philippine airspace.

Of course, the altitude was now too high to be affected by typhoons.

[Launch Time: 486 seconds]

The sub-monitor switched to the outer edge of the stage two engine.

"Stage one-two separation."

This time, the whole beloved but dreaded Core Stage One rocket separated from the main body, slowly falling into deep space.

It had finally fulfilled its mission, bidding farewell after the boosters and the fairing, the third to do so.

Right after that, the familiar ignition thread appeared at the bottom of the stage one rocket; before anyone could react, the ignition process was complete.

The brand-new, long flame burst forth, Core Stage One relay successful!

But the launch hall remained silent as a tomb.

It wasn’t enough yet, Core Stage Two, it was your turn!

If the rocket at liftoff resembled a giant spear, then the rocket after separation was like a small screw head, no longer the brute it was before, carefully adjusting its angle and direction, becoming more refined.

As the rocket entered the Pacific airspace, radar monitoring was taken over by ships out at sea.

This calm flight continued for 771 seconds.

"Stage two shut down in sequence."

The stage two rocket engines were temporarily shut off.

The rocket had reached the planned orbit as scheduled and no further acceleration was needed.

However, it still retained 30% of its fuel, reserved for any unforeseen circumstances.

[Lift-off Time: 1357 seconds]

"Stage separation."

Finally, the last section of the rocket bid farewell to the satellite.

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Li Zheng’s mission was thus completed.

He leaned back in his chair, eyes glued to the distant large screen, too tired to utter half a word.

This was probably the most fulfilling 20 minutes of his life.

In the following three minutes, the satellite made a series of minor adjustments to its angle, deploying its solar panels at the 1582nd second.

Just as everyone had not fully reacted, Zhao Zhenhua, who had been trembling for nearly half an hour, rose from his desk, turned and roared with all his might.

"Success! Goddamn perfect success!!!"

After a moment of stunned silence...

"Ahhhhhh!!!"

Almost everyone in the room jumped up on the spot.

The whole process was without any ups and downs, heart-stoppingly thrilling.

But this was precisely the outcome the space personnel had hoped for, the best possible result.

After holding it in for almost a year, they could finally shout it out loud.

"Who the hell says we can’t do it?!"

"It was worth it!! Worth it!!!"

Due to Zhao Zhenhua’s somewhat inappropriate wording, cheering, yelling, and hugging suddenly swept through the entire hall, and the reporters didn’t know whether to keep filming.

A man, in the midst of the chaos, seized the opportunity to grab a woman who was wiping away tears.

"???" Lin Yujing, with red eyes, stared dumbfounded at Li Zheng, "What?"

"That...," Li Zheng, holding onto Lin Yujing’s arm and gathering his courage to look intently at her, "I... I had planned to... take advantage of the situation now... to do something only college students can do, to officially clarify a certain relationship..."

"......"

"But... it took too long... and in the end, I got tired..." Li Zheng struggled for a long time, finally making a pained face as he let go, "That momentum passed..."

"Scum Chap..." Lin Yujing, on the other hand, smiled, took hold of Li Zheng’s hand, and said softly with her head lowered, "You’ve wasted so many chances... actually... we could now..."

"Ah." Li Zheng’s eyes widened with renewed vigor.

Lin Yujing was beginning to regret it, "Forget it, let’s still..."

But before she could finish her sentence.

Her mouth was blocked by another mouth.

Her eyes went wide with shock.

Not this kind of okay!!!

However, Li Zheng’s suction was so terrifying that it left her limp and without the strength to struggle.

But that wasn’t the worst of it.

At this very moment, thousands of kilometers away, in the news control room.

The old director had directed delayed broadcasts all his life, who would have thought he’d stumble on this?

Actually, the previous footage was also delayed, but they switched to a live broadcast at the launch center upon receiving the news of the successful launch.

How could it have been targeted at this scene? That camera operator must be out of his mind!

"Cut, cut, cut! Switch to Camera 3!!" the old director screamed in agony, "I only asked for a shot of the female space workers, how did it turn into this!"

But it was too late, those brief two seconds of sudden kissing were forever etched in history.

The classroom of Grade 12 Class 1 was boiling over and completely ruined.

Zhang Xiaoke was laughing hysterically while banging the table: "Hahaha, Jingjing’s been utterly wrecked!!!"

Jiang Qinghua felt like he had learned something: "Li Zheng is too fierce..."

Tang Zhifei completely collapsed on his chair: "Forget it... I sort of raised them after all..."

----

Inside the surgical prep room.

"Teacher Li, the patient has been anesthetized for a while now."

"Let him stay under a bit longer!" Li Yi slapped the chair excitedly, "The men of the Li family are going to turn things around!!!"

----

In the review meeting room.

A bunch of leaders and colleagues from An Ning applauded in celebration.

"Congratulations, congratulations."

"Just like his father, he knows his stuff."

"Your daughter-in-law is prettier than the rocket, huh."

----

Only in the physics laboratory.

Bodies laid everywhere.

"What is this... God Zheng with a live dog slaughter..."

"I didn’t expect this kind of ending..."

"Do you think they’ve finished kissing now?"

In the back, Wu Shu, recalling the scene just now, felt that the two of them were too convoluted, not quite like those smooth situations in movies: "Why do I think the posture and expression were a bit weird?"

"Not weird, it’s solid," Shi Yang pointed to the projection and confidently patted his chest, "Li Zheng really hasn’t wasted my teachings, this rapid French vacuum suction technique is exactly what I taught him."

"What’s that?" Ou Xingzhuo was confused.

"Ha, clearly you lack experience," Shi Yang said confidently as he gestured, "Kissing is a war, a battle where both sides use their suction to fight for control of the other’s tongue. Whoever sucks in the other’s tongue gets to feel that icy cool sensation. Li Zheng clearly understood this; his suction was at full throttle."

Wu Shu and Ou Xingzhuo looked at each other.

Whether or not they could actually suck it in, it definitely must’ve been really cool.

----

At the launch center site.

Even though Li Zheng was already aggressive, he kept sucking till the end.

His eyes, bloodshot and full of battle spirit—

Now, do you feel my determination?

Huh? What does rolling your eyes mean?

At this moment, it wasn’t just the cameramen and reporters who saw it, even Chen Hongbing and Shen Tinglan witnessed it.

Chen Hongbing was initially shocked, then delighted, and finally, mischievously joyous.

He carefully asked Shen Tinglan, "Should I go over there and separate them..."

"Umm... I don’t know..." Shen Tinglan looked at his daughter with a bit of heartache, "She looks like she’s suffocating... Did Li Zheng get the method wrong..."

"It’s passionate. It’s good for young people to be passionate," Chen Hongbing inched closer to Shen Tinglan, "Hehe..."

Shen Tinglan, sensing something, retreated guardedly with a hand over his mouth, "What are you doing, stay away from me..."

"..."

When Li Zheng’s lung capacity reached its limit, he finally let go.

"Pop!"

After the sonic boom, the air pressure was balanced.

Lin Yujing shivered, took a while to catch her breath as she regained control of her body.

Seeing the gathered stares around her, and the several cameras that had been pointed at her out of nowhere.

Her face, in both color and shape, visibly began to crumble.

Not this kind of okay!!! Not this kind of okay!!! Not this kind of okay!!!