Industry: Cthulhu

Chapter 9: Commissioned Work
Brown said excitedly, "The Star Ring Award has a very high reputation in Pan-Galaxy. If your article is ultimately recognized by the judging panel and wins this honor, you will not only receive a generous prize, but also gain immense fame and become a star in the industry."

"As for the Green Gel Cream, don't worry. It's just a refreshing herbal drink. I'll give you some."

Fang Yan didn't know what the Star Ring Award meant. He just vaguely remembered that Aliat seemed to have mentioned this matter when they were talking, but at that time Fang Yan was more concerned about the prize money he got from the forum and didn't take it to heart.

"From what you said, it seems that the Star Ring Award is quite impressive?" Fang Yan asked.

"That's not the case!"

Brown solemnly explained the current award design of the Galactic Alliance to Fang Yan.

In addition to the three levels of Excellence Award, Ring Award, and Galaxy Award, there is also a Galaxy Award, which is the highest level of honor in the entire galaxy. It is jointly awarded by the Academy of Engineering and the Academy of Sciences, which means that the winner is already recognized as a top scientist in the entire galaxy.

Aliat is going to nominate Fang Yan for the Star Ring Award, which is ranked second. Although it is not the highest, it is already very rare for a young person.

"What are you going to do next?"

Fang Yan thought for a moment and said, "Now that the bank account issue has been resolved, I plan to go home tomorrow."

Brown said, "In my opinion, if you don't have anything special to do, you might as well stay in the capital."

"Based on my understanding of Earth, apart from the capital being slightly more developed, other places haven't changed much compared to before joining the Galactic Alliance."

"With your current strength and conditions, entering the core area of the Alliance is only a matter of time. Living here will allow you to familiarize yourself with the environment and rules of the Galaxy in advance."

"I can help you find a free room in the White Dome. I do have the ability to do that."

It has to be said that Brown's proposal is very attractive to Fang Yan. After all, he has been dreaming of the stars and the sea since he was a child.

In fact, the reason why Fang Yan was so eager to come to Beijing and open an Alliance Bank account was also to plan for interstellar travel in the future.

Seeing Fang Yan's hesitation, Brown talked about the various benefits of living in the White Dome, such as being able to use many advanced equipment that are hard to find outside, and making many friends from all over the galaxy.

Fang Yan speaks the common language fluently and naturally, so he will definitely have no problems socializing.

Brown also took Fang Yan to the laboratory. There were holographic projection screens installed around the laboratory, and three virtual helmets were placed in the center. Compared with the models Fang Yan had seen on the Star Network, these helmets were more complex in structure.

"This isn't just any virtual helmet," Brown said, pointing to one. "Its full name is Alliance IV Scientific Research Simulation Terminal."

"Compared to general-purpose virtual helmets, this scientific research terminal has more powerful computing capabilities. It allows users to enter a fully simulated experimental environment and calculate extremely large data models that are difficult to complete with civilian computers."

"There are only three Soyuz IVs on Earth right now, and these are the three we have right now. If you're willing to stay, you can borrow them anytime."

Borrow the most advanced scientific research equipment in the galaxy at any time...

Fang Yan asked himself and felt that he could not resist such temptation.

……

Fang Yan has always had the habit of going to bed late and getting up late. When he woke up, it was already noon the next day.

Just wave your arm and the huge roller blinds of the floor-to-ceiling windows will rise automatically.

It was the time of day when the sun was at its hottest, but the powerful polycrystalline glass of the white dome filtered out the ultraviolet rays and made the light softer. Fang Yan only felt warm and did not feel any discomfort.

Fang Yan looked around the room. Every piece of furnishings here was a huge gap from Earth's technology.

The bed beneath him not only automatically adjusts its firmness and angle to the body's curves but also features waveform resonance technology, providing massage and relaxation during sleep. The holographic projection screen mounted on the opposite wall boasts astonishingly high resolution and image quality. If Fang Yan were a gaming enthusiast, the immersive three-dimensional effect would surely captivate him.

Fang Yan opened a bottle of Green Frost, stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, and overlooked the scenery of the capital.

Not far away is the ancient and vicissitudes of life imperial city, brick and wood structure, red walls and yellow tiles, the well-preserved ancient buildings stand tall, as if telling the story of thousands of years of rain, snow, wind and frost.

The scenery is naturally extremely beautiful, but Fang Yan is not very interested in the city where the ancient and the modern are intertwined.

After breakfast, Fang Yan followed his plan and took the pass given to him by Brown, went deep into the white dome, and visited the various magical things brought by the galactic civilization.

After dinner, Fang Yan would go into the laboratory, so as not to disturb Brown and others' work, and he could also get valuable alone time.

Fang Yan deliberately controlled the pace of writing the article. Although he would stay in the laboratory until the early morning every night, it only took a very short time to write the paper. Most of the time, Fang Yan was learning about the culture and history of the Galactic Alliance.

After all, Aliat commissioned the article a few days ago. If Fang Yan came up with a magnum opus on optimizing spatial disturbance within a few days, it would be too conspicuous and would arouse unnecessary suspicion.

In the blink of an eye, a week passed. Fang Yan did not go to see the scenery of the capital, but just repeated the same life every day inside the white dome.

That afternoon, when Fang Yan was strolling around the seventh floor of the White Dome, he suddenly received a call from Brown, asking him to come to the office.

Without thinking too much, Fang Yan knocked on the door and walked in.

There were two visitors in Brown's office today. Both were dressed as officials, in formal suits, with the blue star emblem of the Earth Federal Government pinned on their chests. Fang Yan felt as if he had seen them on the news.

"You came just in time."

Brown invited Fang Yan to sit down and introduced them with a smile, "This is Huang Yuan, the Minister of Science and Technology Development, and this is Zhou Ziyu, the Director of the Institute of High Energy Geophysics."

"Gentlemen, he is the Fang Yan I have been mentioning repeatedly. He has extraordinary attainments in many fields, including jump science, spatial measurement, positioning, energy dispersion, magnetic mechanics, and so on. It is most appropriate for him to participate in our discussion."

"By the way, Fang Yan is your fellow countryman. He is also from Earth."

After hearing what Brown said, Minister Huang and Director Zhou looked at each other in disbelief.

After all, the subjects that Brown mentioned just now are considered quite cutting-edge even in the Galactic Alliance. How could a young man who was born and raised on Earth understand these?

To put it another way, the Earth Federation has undergone a sudden change and is eager to seek talents. Why has such an outstanding figure as Fang Yan never been heard of?

Zhou Ziyu, a scholar by training, was quite straightforward. He immediately asked Fang Yan, "Did the Chief Engineer really mean what he said? Do you really understand the science of transitions?"

Fang Yan nodded and said modestly, "I've learned a little bit."

"Spatial Orientation?"

“I’ve learned a little bit.”

"Energy emission science?"

“I understand, but I’m not proficient in it.”

Zhou Ziyu exclaimed in surprise, "That's strange. Which class of the Elite Program were you from? Why don't I have any impression of you at all?"

(End of this chapter)