Starry Sky: My Life Star God, starting reward Ruan Mei

Bai Yan pushed the freshly brewed tea to Xing, so that she would have something to fiddle with and not just stare at him blankly, thus avoiding adding unnecessary psychological pressure to herself.

Xing also realized the significance of Bai Yan's actions, holding the teacup in her hands and looking down at the steaming tea.

Her hair exuded a slightly hot and refreshing fragrance. Usually lively and cheerful, this was a rare sight for her, as the life of the party on the train.

Bai Yan glanced at her, not putting too much pressure on her, picked up his cutlery, and said, "Our attitude towards communication can depend on the relationship and ideas between the two parties... rather than their status or power."

He picked up a muffin from the plate, sighed, and continued:

“But even if the other party is willing to communicate with an equal attitude, many intelligent beings are often bound by their own power or status, and cannot be neither humble nor proud.”

He lowered his head, put the dessert on the table into his mouth, and savored it carefully.

Then he smiled and looked up at Xing, who was still staring at the surface of her teacup: "But you've done a great job. You're just worried about whether the gift is substantial enough. If the crew members on the space station who are always joking around with me knew, I don't know when things would recover."

After giving Xing's language course a few words of feedback, Bai Yan steered the conversation back to the dessert: "It tastes very good. I really like this gift. It holds just as much weight in my heart as the plum blossom cake Xiaoya made."

Xing stared at the steaming tea, and following Bai Yan's words, she slowly recalled the time they had spent together over the past few days.

From the moment she met him, he never acted superior or condescending.

This applies not only to her, but to almost everyone on the space station.

He was willing to give the most sincere response to every staff member who was willing to treat him sincerely.

She calmed herself down, and the answer was already in her heart.

She suspected that this teacher looked down on her carefully prepared gift because of her status and position, which she considered an insult.

Xing looked up, revealing the smile that often graced her lips: "I'm sorry, I was momentarily confused and forgot your teachings. I'm glad you like it."

Bai Yan took another bite of dessert: "I might be happier if you could stop rummaging through the trash."

"No, this alone is absolutely not enough."

Having just emerged from a communication impasse, Xing firmly stated her beliefs:

"Opening up the trash can can bring hidden treasures to light. There are still resources inside that should not have been buried. We must eliminate waste and pay attention to thrift."

"Tsk——"

Bai Yan clicked her tongue, gave up struggling, and gave a gentle smile: "Whatever makes you happy, just remember to wash your hands."

He didn't mention to Xing that he was the one who threw away the treasure she sold to the Black Tower.

This also confirms that some people throw things that shouldn't be in the trash can into it.

Now that things have come to this, Xing's hobby is something she can't change.

Kafka is someone who is elegant even when fighting, and she is quite concerned about getting her coat a little dirty.

Now their children are constantly crawling into trash cans, and it's not just about getting their clothes dirty anymore.

I wonder what kind of expression Kafka will have when she sees the child rummaging through the trash can.

While eating dessert, Bai Yan noticed that Xing's gaze was drifting towards the window.

He recalled Xing's recent actions: "Are there any unfinished tasks? Go ahead. Although I am old, I am not so old that I need caregivers."

Xing hesitated for a moment, then nodded: "Okay. I'll be going now."

Waiting for the stars are the trash cans and residents of the lower level.

Bai Yan had briefly mentioned this when chatting with Sang Bo.

Xing mostly charged only a token amount for the requests made by the people in the lower districts, and even spent some of the Winter City Shields he had recently earned on a few children.

She just said she was going shopping for clothes with March 7th this afternoon, and she'd treat them. Known for her playful nature, this offer wasn't a joke.

In order to raise money to prepare gifts for everyone who cherishes her, she has been running around Belleburg these past few days, and has even memorized almost all the routes in the upper district.

It will also take into account combat training and the subjugation of rift-created creatures.

In his free time, he would put on a relaxed and casual demeanor and joke around with March 7th and the others.

If her body weren't so resilient, I'm really worried she wouldn't be able to hold on like this.

Bai Yan sensed the star that had sped off to the lower level after leaving the house and took out his phone.

He opened the chat interface with Estád and the Black Tower and chatted casually for a couple of minutes.

The company staff had only heard of Bai Yan's name from recent rumors. To get their attention and engage in communication, some methods would be needed.

There's no need for a complicated demonstration of strength. Once the company's representatives arrive, all that's needed is for Ms. Black Tower, the eighty-third member of the Genius Club, to send a message to company headquarters.

As for Estád, he had other matters to discuss with her.

A moment later, he put away his phone, finished his dessert, unbuttoned the top button of his shirt, and walked upstairs to Ruan Mei's room.

"Dangdang~"

"Please come in."

When Bai Yan opened Ruan Mei's door, a somewhat heartwarming scene came into view.

The morning light outside the window had already risen high, bathing everything in the room in a warm golden glow.

In a quiet corner of the room, Nguyen Mai sat calmly in a chair at her desk, writing something, while Ariello sat sideways on her lap, smiling.

Arillow held a piece of pastry she had made herself and offered it to Nguyen Mai's mouth.

These small pastries are tempting in color and have an enticing aroma. They were made by Xiaoya herself with great effort under the guidance of Ruan Mei.

Nguyen Mai did not look at Yalilo, but continued with her notes. She gently opened her mouth and took a small bite of the pastry that Yalilo offered.

"Mom, is it delicious?" Xiaoya asked impatiently, her voice filled with longing for her mother's praise.

"Hmm." Ruan Mei nodded slightly, her face showing no particular emotion, but her eyes couldn't help but glance at Xiao Ya sitting on her lap.

"Dad is here."

Yalilo noticed Bai Yan at the door, jumped down happily, ran over, and jumped into Bai Yan's arms.

Ruan Mei unconsciously stopped writing, feeling an emptiness in her arms.

Chapter 76 When Spring Blossoms

The midday sun in spring is neither as weak as in winter nor as scorching as in summer.

While Bai Yan and Ya Liluo were enjoying quality time together in Ruan Mei's room.

The warm sunlight shone on the high platform in front of the Yongdong Inscription.

Time waits for no one, so Bronya planned to give her succession speech here at noon, and then devote herself to the full development of Belloberg.

At the same time, she did not neglect the pioneers who came from the Star Train, and took a moment out of her busy schedule to meet with them briefly.

Thanks to Xing and the others for helping suppress the rift these past few days, we finally had more manpower yesterday to protect the people so they could enjoy the spring.

Bronya also briefly looked at the list of things these extraterrestrial visitors had done over the past few days, compiled by Pera. Many people in Belloberg had solved a lot of troubles thanks to their help.

Although she did not discover the true impact of two or three of the extraterrestrial visitors on the planet.

But this doesn't diminish her gratitude for the guests who brought more smiles to Belloberg's face.

After noon, people slowly gathered in front of the platform.

Unlike yesterday, people's eyes were filled with anticipation rather than doubt.

Yesterday's speech didn't attract many people from the lower classes, but today's speech had a large audience of people from those areas.

Many people who hadn't seen their relatives and friends in the upper districts for years chatted as they waited for the speech to begin.

Bronya has won the approval of many people in the lower districts with her sincerity and numerous remedial measures.

The conflicts between the upper and lower classes caused by Cocolia's decisions were mostly carried away by the passing of spring and Cocolia's departure.

The train crew did not compete with the residents of Belleburg for seats.

Bai Yan, Nguyen Mai, and Ari Lo sat on a bench not far away. He teased Ari Lo and Nguyen Mai, feeling the life burgeoning in the city, while waiting for the new people's leader to begin his speech.

Dan Heng, who had just been replaced by Himeko, sat on a seat under a parasol not far away, taking notes using the simple method of pen and paper, preparing to extract key information and enter it into the think tank later.

March 7th sat next to the star, squinting her eyes and happily drinking her beverage with the cute straw that came with her, pondering what clothes to buy in the afternoon.

Walter sat to the side, his gaze sweeping over Bronya, who was preparing to go up to the platform, and then over the other faces below the platform. Finally, he put away his slightly complicated expression and went to a stall not far away to ask for the same drink that March 7 was holding.

Xing took stock of what she had accomplished this morning, yawned, and realized that even a short rest after intense training was not enough to sustain her energy for the day.

A moment later, Bronya stepped onto the platform with firm strides.

The Silvermane Iron Guard's messenger, maintaining order at the scene, announced: "Lady Bronya Rand's inaugural address is about to begin—please remain quiet and assist in maintaining order!"

Hearing that loud voice, March 7th looked up and asked, "Huh? Is it about to begin?"

The others also focused their attention.

Bronya's voice came from the high platform: "People of Beloborg, listen to me."

"Today is January 2nd of the first year of the Belloberg Resuscitation Calendar."

"Yesterday, we jointly experienced the beginning of history, witnessed the myth, and ushered in a brand new start."

"With the departure of the eighteenth High Guardian, Cocolia Rand, a new chapter in Beloborg's history has begun. The ice and snow melt, and all things revive..."

……

The newly appointed people's leader loudly recounted the speech she had rushed out yesterday, revised several times, and had already memorized.

There was no empty talk, and no lies woven from superficially beautiful rhetoric.

Every word embodies the hopes of the people of Belloberg and their leader for the future.

Pera stood not far away, yawning, pondering the policies she had been discussing with Bronya just before leaving Kripper Castle.

Jepard stood with the guards, helping to maintain order at the scene.

Hilva had already emerged from the mechanical house and was watching Bronya in the crowd, feeling the gentle spring breeze on her face. Involuntarily, she recalled the figure that had left yesterday.

……

Bronya's speech continued, neither long nor short, but utterly sincere.

“People of the lower tiers, words of apology are utterly powerless before the cold wounds. I do not expect you to forgive her mistakes.”