American comic: From Beijing with Love, starting with a mutant.

Chapter 43 Green-haired Delinquent Girl? This one's an expert!

After a long and drawn-out argument and Zhou Xingxing's reasoned defense, Director Chen and Zhou Xingxing—oh, no.

Director Chen signed many unequal treaties with Polaris Lorna Dane.

Director Chen left with no complaints or opinions, satisfied, his arm around Director Wang's shoulder.

When the tiger is away, the monkey becomes king.

It's time for Stephen Chow's performance!

Agent Ling Lingqi held a brown paper bag marked "Top Secret" in his hand, his expression solemn.

"Comrades, perk up! Stand closer together!"

"Great! Very energetic!"

He cleared his throat and pulled out several red-headed documents stamped with bright red official seals from the paper bag.

The North Star and a soft-serve ice cream stand together, while a carefree girl yawns.

After learning about the work process, Anton and Jiliu also joined in and lined up.

Only the toad-man next to him sat in a chair scrolling through short videos.

"After careful consideration by the organization and my own vigorous efforts, the job transfer orders for the first batch of returning employees recruited through the overseas special talent program will now be announced!"

Stephen Chow looked down at the document:

"Comrade Genos Quest!"

Jiliu instinctively straightened his back: "Here."

"You are hereby appointed as the Deputy Captain of the High-Risk Weather Intervention and Special Smoke Exhaust Brigade of the Special Operations Fire and Rescue Detachment!"

My eyes welled up with tears; it wasn't easy!

After struggling in that hellish place for so many years, I've finally made it ashore!

"Anton Quest! Report to the archives and hand over duties to Old Qian. Remember, don't charge other people's phones!"

Anton nodded vigorously, his smile reassuring.

"under……"

Stephen Chow's gaze shifted to Polaris and soft-serve ice cream.

"Comrade Lorna Dayne, Comrade Amy!"

"Lorna Dane is hereby appointed as the Chief Specialist for the Recovery and Precision Landing Technology of the Long March Series Heavy-Duty Rockets at China Aerospace Science and Technology Corporation!"

"Amy is appointed as the Special Cold Chain Nutrition Supply Specialist for the Space City Logistics Support Department!"

At this point, the carefree girl, looking around, pointed to herself and exclaimed, "Here, here! Me! Me! Where am I going?"

"You? You'll have to quit drinking first!"

"This isn't fair!"

Ignoring her, Stephen Chow put away the documents and adopted the authority he (though he believed) to be the second-in-command.

"Comrades! Now that I'm at my new workplace, I must emphasize our workplace discipline!"

Stephen Chow holds up three fingers:

"First, no lateness or early departures allowed!"

"Secondly, you are not allowed to use superpowers to bully your colleagues!"

"Third, and most importantly!"

"Take care of public property! Especially those precision instruments that cost millions or tens of millions; damaging them will result in reimbursement procedures and even a deduction from your salary!"

"My expense reports are already thick enough, please don't add to my burden!"

Lorna listened to these absurd yet realistic rules with a sense of peace.

Nobody cares about genetic mutations.

Nobody cares about the danger rating.

very nice……

"Alright, meeting adjourned! Pack your bags and get ready to leave!"

……

in the afternoon.

A transport plane landed at the airport inside Jiuquan Aerospace City.

In the distance, steel launch pads stand tall on the Gobi Desert.

Under the sunlight, those heavy industrial crystals gleamed with a metallic luster.

The convoy of transport vehicles moved slowly, with people in blue overalls weaving between the steel behemoths.

"How about that? Pretty impressive, right?"

Polaris closed his eyes, feeling the dense metallic magnetic field in the air, his eyes bright.

This place is great; I can control everything around me with just a tap of my finger.

"Let's go meet the new leader."

They were received by Lao Gao, the chief engineer of the heavy rocket recovery project in the aerospace city.

Lao Gao's real name is Gao Le Gao, and he is over sixty years old this year.

With graying hair, black-rimmed glasses, and droopy eye bags, he looked like someone who stayed up late all year round.

At this moment, Lao Gao was holding the transfer order handed to him by Zhou Xingxing, his brows furrowed.

Looking up, Lao Gao gazed at the North Star.

Young, thin, and pale-skinned.

He also has green hair.

With her hands in her pockets, she looks like a delinquent.

Beside them was a little girl who looked like she was underage, curiously looking around.

The agent next to him was still trying not to laugh.

boy!

Don't think I don't know you're laughing at my name!

After much deliberation, Lao Gao decided to strike first.

These people were all assigned by the leaders, so it wasn't appropriate for me to refuse them directly.

Let's just leave it somewhere as a mascot...

"Nonsense! Absolutely nonsense!"

Old Gao slammed his fist on the table and stood up.

"This is a key national aerospace project! It's not a summer camp for teenagers or a shelter for troubled girls!"

"Appoint a young girl who hasn't even studied college-level physics as the chief expert? If word gets out, what will our international colleagues think of us?"

Stephen Chow leaned closer with a smile.

"Chief Engineer Gao, don't get so angry! As the saying goes, you can't judge a pig by its skin; you have to look at how fatty its belly is!"

"Are you using pork as a metaphor for the nation's aerospace talent?"

"The logic may be rough, but the words are sound."

Stephen Chow patted Polaris on the shoulder: "Don't let Xiao Luo's green hair fool you, she's got real skills!"

"Just think of her as a human-shaped magnetic field controller, which doesn't need to be plugged in and also comes with its own emotions... uh, her emotion management is currently being trained."

"I don't believe in these mystical things!"

Old Gao waved his hand, looking exhausted: "We are now in the most critical stage of simulation testing. All the experts have been working through the night in the lab for three consecutive nights."

"I'll thank you for not causing trouble here! Xiao Wang, take them to the guesthouse!"

"Hey, Lao Gao, we're already here, let's take a look around the lab, consider it our onboarding training."

Without saying a word, Stephen Chow grabbed Lao Gao and started walking out.

How could the elderly and frail Lao Gao possibly earn money?

With a dark expression, he led Zhou Xingxing and the others to the core testing hall.

The atmosphere in the hall was tense.

Dozens of experts and engineers were arguing heatedly around a test bench.

"How many times have I said it! The delay in this attitude control valve cannot be eliminated! The material's stress limit is right here!"

"Then let's switch to titanium alloy!"

"Replacing it with titanium alloy results in a 2% weight overrun! How do you calculate the rocket's thrust-to-weight ratio? You calculate it?!"

Old Gao walked over, looked at the screen filled with red lights, and rubbed his forehead: "Still not working?"

The tester, sweating profusely, said, "Chief Engineer Gao, the internal metal structure of the valve undergoes microscopic deformation under ultra-high pressure, resulting in a response delay of 0.03 microseconds. This error will cause the rocket to deviate by fifty meters upon landing, rendering it unusable."

"This damn valve cost eight million! And three of them are already scrapped!"

Old Gao was so heartbroken he was trembling.

Stephen Chow stood on the periphery and, at some point, pulled out a handful of sunflower seeds and started cracking them open.

Stephen Chow nudged Polaris with his elbow and whispered, "See that? An eight-million-dollar lump of iron. The old gentlemen are so worried they've lost all their hair."

Polaris looked at the complex metal valve housed in a blast-proof glass enclosure.

In her eyes, it was a clearly visible cloud of metallic atoms, with tiny imperfections arranged within it.

"Do you need my help?"

"Show me your skills." Stephen Chow stuffed some sunflower seeds into the soft-serve ice cream: "Just fix it, don't break it. Eight million, even if I sold you and added my Armani suit, I still couldn't afford to pay for it."

Polaris scoffed at him and strode toward the testing platform.

"Hey! What are you doing! Don't touch that!" The balding old expert was startled when he saw a green-haired girl approaching. "That's a precision valve that costs eight million! If you break it..."

Before he could finish speaking, Polaris had already walked to the explosion-proof glass cover and raised a hand wrapped in green light.

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