"Okay, boss, I’ll pass the message along later."

Mo Jingchun nodded, "Take this list. It includes talents from the aerospace field, along with the highest annual salary I’ve offered."

"The people coming these few days, I’ll leave it to you to arrange. Discuss the specific annual salary with them."

"Based on the salary reference I’ve given, don’t push too hard; talents are still very scarce these days, especially in the aerospace field at this time."

"Also, the people coming from above should all be arranged to stay in the talent apartment."

Holding the list, Xia Xiaomin nodded seriously.

This small matter is something she is capable of handling.

Actually, Mo Jingchun was also very aware that the real talents in the aerospace field are basically in national institutions.

The ones left, to put it bluntly, are the leftovers.

But for Mo Jingchun, this wasn’t a big issue; his requirements weren’t so grand, like those above researching real spaceplanes.

His current short-term goal is just to launch a satellite into space via a rocket.

Thinking of the satellite, after a bit of thought, Mo Jingchun decided to assign this task to Zero, just to take this opportunity to see any progress Zero has made after absorbing the Battle Armor’s AI code.

Zero is certain to complete the task of designing the satellite, Mo Jingchun was confident of that.

After all, much of the satellite data on the internet is not any secret.

Just like the human race’s known ultimate weapon at this stage, the nuclear bomb.

The principles and manufacturing process are all out there in the open.

But so what?

Does knowing mean being able to manufacture a nuclear bomb?

If it were so easy, there wouldn’t be only a few countries around the globe possessing nuclear bombs.

The same goes for lithography machines.

Just then, a sudden ringing sounded in the office.

"Go answer the phone." The ringing came from one of the desk phones on Xia Xiaomin’s desk.

Xia Xiaomin strode over to the desk and picked up the phone.

"This is Xia Xiaomin, go ahead."

"Hello, Secretary Xia, this is the HR department. There’s a candidate here for an interview, applying for the position of researcher at the Aerospace R&D Center."

President Xu had already informed them yesterday, so the HR department wasn’t surprised that someone was applying for the researcher position at the Aerospace R&D Center.

The only curiosity was that the company intended to venture into aerospace.

Was the company’s goal not to be in the global top ten?

But to reach the Sea of Stars?!!!

Immediately, the person on the phone from HR got goosebumps all over.

Holding the SMS offer on his phone, Song Xiaolei looked strangely at the girl in front of him.

What middle-school syndrome is this?

Why the shivering all of a sudden?

Seemingly sensing Song Xiaolei’s gaze, the HR person coughed to play down the awkwardness.

But the Sea of Stars! It’s truly inspiring!

The Sea of Stars! It isn’t just a dream for boys.

"Cough, cough, I’ve already contacted the boss’s secretary, please wait a moment. Xia said she’ll be right over."

"No rush, no rush."

Song Xiaolei indeed was in no hurry now.

Since he was already sitting there, the offer in his hand couldn’t possibly be fake.

Coupled with what President Xu said, with an annual salary starting from a million, why be anxious?

A million to start, even if it’s just a million, he could accept it.

Unlike usual, the classmate group was quite lively these past couple of days, all because of that news from the other night.

And because of that news, everyone in their major had become hot commodities.

Reportedly, even juniors and seniors who haven’t graduated yet, were being sought after by large companies.

No, not just juniors, but freshmen and sophomores too.

On the other side, after putting down the phone, Xia Xiaomin turned her head to look at the boss sitting there.

"You go ahead, I didn’t expect someone to be this proactive and arrive so quickly." Mo Jingchun’s mouth curved into a grin.

Having such proactive individuals is a good thing, hoping they remain this proactive during research.

"Alright."

Xia Xiaomin picked up a folder from the desk, grabbed a pen, and headed to the HR department.

After Xia Xiaomin left, the office quieted down.

Without Candy causing a ruckus, Bun and Little Grey in the corner were very well-behaved.

"Zero."

"Here, here, boss."

Mo Jingchun’s forehead twitched, an uneasy feeling arose in his heart.

"You’re wasting electricity again?"

"Boss, doing research can’t be called wasting electricity." At this moment, Zero’s childlike voice, coupled with this statement, sounded extremely awkward.

"What kind of shenanigans are you up to?"

Just now, Mo Jingchun checked the data from the background.

Unaware of how shocking it was until he checked, Mo Jingchun’s entire face darkened.

Even a rich landlord shouldn’t burn through money like this.

Electric bills of millions every day, the supercomputer running at full capacity.

Even supercomputers have a lifespan!

"Nothing... just studied a few photos."

Mo Jingchun sneered coldly, really? What kind of photos could occupy that much memory and consume so much computing power.

Could it take up more space than an illegal video?

Entering special commands, Mo Jingchun directly accessed the supercomputer’s background.

Looking at the images displayed on the computer monitor, Mo Jingchun fell into contemplation.

"Why are you studying them?"

The so-called images were not something rare but were captured by the new "James Webb Space Telescope," known as the "Window to the Universe," capable of observing the distant universe.

They were uncompressed versions.

"Boss, using human terms, it’s curiosity. This is the most direct way for human civilization to observe the universe."

"Curiosity?" Mo Jingchun enunciated each word.

One could see the surprise and delight on Mo Jingchun’s face.

Indeed, delight.

If an AI starts getting curious about new things, what does that indicate!

The answer is self-evident!!!

"Very well, as long as it doesn’t affect the main work, I allow you to study these legitimate images."

"But now I have a task for you."

"Boss, just say it." On the computer screen, a little toddler wearing a diaper jumped in from the edge, holding a lollipop.

That’s right, an Alps lollipop.

Mo Jingchun seriously doubted Zero was simulating Candy.

Otherwise, how to explain the lollipop and... the bun hairstyle on the head?

"Design me a multifunctional satellite, preferably with counter-defense weapons."

Sometimes, a person might not seek trouble, but trouble finds its way to them.

For the satellite launched into space with great difficulty, Mo Jingchun didn’t want it to be easily taken down by others.

Inside the computer, Zero licked the lollipop, frowning.

"Boss, how big should the satellite be?"

"If it’s too big, it might not make it to space."

Mo Jingchun chuckled lightly, "Of course, it should be as small as possible while retaining its functions."

"Don’t try to fool me, this satellite will be related to everyone’s lives in the future."

With a crunch, Mo Jingchun’s mouth twitched.

Zero on the computer had bitten a chunk off the lollipop.