One day later.

Human Union Starship Pilot Training Institute.

In the office, everyone was engrossed in organizing the documents in front of them.

"Old Song, have the background check results come out yet?"

A male voice rang out in the quiet office.

Upon hearing the question, a middle-aged man, around 40 years old, abruptly looked up from the pile of documents in front of him.

"Principal Zhang, the results are in!"

As he spoke, Song Xiangming picked up a document from his desk and handed it to the man standing in front of him.

The man's name was Zhang Wang. He was the principal of the Human Alliance Starship Pilot Training Institute, which was affiliated with the Academy of Sciences and was fully responsible for the training of starship pilots.

Zhang Wang reached out and took the document from Song Xiangming, casually flipping to a page.

“Zhao Zijie…”

"From an ordinary family, he was awarded the 'Three Good Student' award every year in elementary school, and in junior high..."

Zhang Wang's expression was somewhat strange.

With such detailed background information, a guess immediately popped into his mind.

He took a deep breath and sighed softly, "This must have been made by Zero, right?"

Song Xiangming quickly nodded: "Yes, the Academy of Sciences attaches great importance to this and has specially allocated some resources to us."

Zhang Wang nodded thoughtfully: "Now that the background check is complete, let's find a time to notify them to come over. Perfect timing, my test questions are also finished."

"Okay!" Song Xiangming nodded vigorously.

...

Shanghai.

After watching the live broadcast of the construction of the space elevator, Zhao Zijie was preoccupied with the application he had submitted.

I don't know when we'll get a notification.

Thinking about the background requirements on the registration page, Zhao Zijie felt uneasy.

Although he could guarantee that he and his parents hadn't done anything wrong, he really didn't know about the previous generation...

He sat on the sofa, staring blankly out the window, recalling everything that had happened over the past year.

From the unusual global aurora to the birth of the Xuan Nu series of spaceplanes, from the Pangu fusion reactor to the creation of the space elevator, a series of trivial matters strung together into a complete narrative in his mind.

Zhao Zijie gazed at the azure sky outside the window and sighed deeply.

I don't know how long this peaceful life can last, especially if I don't succeed in registering...

His eyes were filled with confusion.

I really don't know how an ordinary person can protect themselves in such an era.

Just as he was about to get up to get the books on the table next to him to review them, a familiar cell phone rang.

Zhao Zijie was slightly taken aback.

Who would call him at this time?

He turned around and grabbed his phone from the sofa.

A strange, unfamiliar number.

He hesitated for a moment before pressing the answer button.

"Hello?"

"Hello, is this Zhao Zijie? This is the Human Union Starship Pilot Training Center."

Hearing the clear and articulate female voice coming through the microphone, Zhao Zijie's heart began to pound!

"Excuse me, did you register for this year's Starship Pilot Training Program?"

"Yes...yes, I signed up myself!" Zhao Zijie asked, his breathing slightly rapid. "May I ask..."

The female voice on the microphone interrupted him.

"Congratulations on passing the background check. Please travel to Beijing within three business days..."

Zhao Zijie quickly got up, ran to the computer desk, grabbed a pen, and wrote down the address in the blank space.

"Okay, okay, I understand."

After hanging up the phone, the smile on his face gradually deepened.

It was a success!

Although the background check was just the most basic step, he still breathed a sigh of relief.

At least now he's qualified to compete for the position of starship pilot!

Meanwhile, outside the window he didn't notice, a roadside camera quietly changed its angle.

...

the next day.

Zhao Zijie, carrying a black backpack, followed the crowded subway and entered the high-speed rail station.

He booked a high-speed train ticket for 9:30 a.m., and there is still more than an hour before departure.

After thinking for a moment, he walked toward a breakfast shop.

Unbeknownst to him, cameras were subtly shifting their positions, capturing every single detail of his actions.

After ordering, Zhao Zijie quietly sat down in a corner of the breakfast shop.

He has never really liked crowded places since he was a child.

He preferred to sit alone in a quiet corner, silently observing everyone's expressions and actions.

As before, after Zhao Zijie sat down, his gaze unconsciously swept over the people dining in the lobby.

"Hello, this is your sticky rice."

The waiter's voice interrupted his "human observation" behavior.

"Oh, okay, thank you." Zhao Zijie nodded to the waiter subconsciously to express his gratitude.

But the next moment, his movements suddenly stopped.

"Sir? What's wrong?" The waitress asked softly with a gentle smile on her face.

Zhao Zijie frowned slightly and shook his head: "It's nothing... I'm sorry, maybe I'm being too sensitive."

The waitress's smile remained unchanged: "Yes, sir. If you need anything else, just let me know."

After saying that, the waiter turned around and left.

Zhao Zijie frowned as he watched the waiter's retreating figure, lost in thought.

For some reason, he felt that the waiter was a little strange.

At least, he doesn't seem like a waiter.

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