There are always those who, for just a tiny spark of warmth in their hearts, are willing to endure any hardship and suffering to fulfill the requests of that person.
No matter how much difficulty or pain they face, they won't utter a single complaint. Only seeing the smiles of those people can bring them long-lasting contentment.
Sun Xuan woke up again three days later.
She blinked, looking at the pristine white ceiling, then her awareness returned. This was her office, as a Senior Designer at JSS. Sun Xuan pulled herself up from the displacement device, then pulled open her office door and stepped out.
Outside was a bustling scene, predominantly white, with floating machinery filling the room. People bustled about, their attire extremely bizarre. Some were dressed in ancient costumes like celestial maidens, others sat in a corner like beggars, while still others played instruments and beat drums, hyperactive like overgrown children.
This was JSS, the Parallel World Anomaly Control Center, where Designers performed tasks that ordinary people outside couldn't even imagine: traversing parallel worlds, stabilizing anomalies that threatened to collapse those worlds. But in reality, JSS was a haven for the insane, the mentally ill.
"Xuan! You're awake? How many missions has it been now? Still doing okay?"
A girl with an indescribable style glided over from somewhere and winked at her. That was Ren Hong, her colleague, also a Senior Designer.
"Thanks, Hong, but I'm fine! I'm off now."
"Tsk! Acting all high and mighty, but in the end, the Chairman still rejected her, didn't he?" Ren Hong muttered under her breath, then drifted off, completely unaware that Sun Xuan hadn't even glanced back.
The world of 2112, dubbed humanity's most prosperous era, was nothing more than this...
In an empty room, all four sides were glass, offering a view of the outside scenery. A man around 30 years old, dressed in a JSS uniform with his collar buttoned all the way to the top, his hair meticulously styled without a single strand out of place, held a cup of coffee, sipping it, his gaze distant as he looked out the window. He was Rong Qing, the Chairman of JSS.
Sun Xuan bowed her head, looking at the tips of her high heels. This silence had already lasted for half an hour.
"Click!"
"Comrade Sun Xuan, graduated from Stellar University with honors in the Space-Time major. In just seven years of service, she rose to become a Senior Designer at JSS."
“During my time working, I completed 70 A-rank worlds, 20 B-rank worlds, 5 C-rank worlds, 1 D-rank world…!”
“I deeply admire your work capabilities, but…” He turned around, revealing a face that would make countless girls secretly pledge their hearts, for no words could describe his handsomeness.
But now, his eyes were cold and indifferent, like a knife plunging into Sun Quan’s heart, slowly carving it out, bit by bit, leaving it bleeding profusely.
“But to me, Comrade Sun Quan is merely an outstanding subordinate!”
“Director Dong, I’m here to request your approval! This is the document I’ve prepared over the past month, please take a look.”
After a long silence, Sun Quan raised her head. Her face was still calm and unruffled, giving people the impression of extreme competence and resourcefulness.
She placed a stack of papers on his desk. Sun Quan lowered her head, her demeanor unchanged, the resolute bearing of a Senior Engineer still firmly in place.
“An S-rank world? No, that’s too dangerous. I cannot agree with this impulsive decision of yours, Comrade! If it’s because I refused…”
“Director Dong! I myself want to take on this challenge!”
Sun Quan cut him off. Her resolute eyes left Rong Qing speechless. He gripped the corner of the S-rank world approval request tightly, seemingly deep in thought.
“I will consider it. You may leave first, Comrade!”
“Director Dong, I hope you can give your approval by tomorrow. I’ll take my leave!”
Having said that, Sun Quan showed no further expression and decisively turned to leave.
But the moment she turned her back to Rong Qing, she lowered her head and took a deep breath. Her eyes were slightly red, but this could not stop her steps.
The clacking of her high heels quickly faded from the room.
As for Rong Qing, he lowered his head and looked at the approval request, lost in thought for a long time.
What exactly was Comrade Sun Quan thinking? An S-rank world wasn’t something one could simply get approved just by wanting it.
In S-rank worlds, there always existed phenomena that science and technology could not explain. And when an S-rank world was opened, there could only be success, no failure. If one failed, they would immediately be trapped in that world, assimilated into a native inhabitant, with only three chances of time reversal to complete the mission.