Chapter 67 The Working Class, The Soul of a Worker
The next morning, Ning Shuyin appeared in front of the Rose Club's attendance machine.
The seven-day leave that Situ Linchen had arranged for her has ended.
With a soft "beep," her biometric data was successfully verified, announcing her return.
She pushed open the office door, and the previously noisy room instantly fell silent.
All eyes were on her.
Surprise, curiosity, and amusement, like watching a play.
After all, just a week ago, she was picked up by the Alliance Marshal in a massive flagship that blotted out the sky.
Most people believe that she will not return to work.
Ning Shuyin ignored those stares and, as usual, walked to her corner workstation and sat down.
This calm and composure, however, did nothing to quell the restless gossips.
Soon, several colleagues with whom he usually got along well gathered around.
"Shuyin, you're finally back. How was your date with the Marshal...?"
"It was just a date," Ning Shuyin shook her head, replying with a nonsensical, literary style.
This reaction was immediately interpreted by the colleagues around them who were listening intently—"As expected, things aren't going well!"
Bi Fei, who always spoke with a sharp tongue, strolled over and said sarcastically, "Oh, I knew it. How could such a big shot possibly be interested in an ordinary employee? Shu Yin, don't be too sad. Just think of it as a dream."
Upon hearing this, another colleague became bolder in his speech: "Yeah, what kind of exceptional women haven't been around the Marshal? Being able to meet the Marshal even once is enough to brag about for a lifetime. Let's be realistic."
One sarcastic, comforting remark after another drifted in, filling the office area.
"Go away! Is everything done?" Supervisor Lily immediately frowned.
She waved her hand dismissively, shooing the person away.
Lily took the best care of Ning Shuyin in the department. When Lily unleashed her power, the others could only awkwardly disperse.
But in their eyes, Ning Shuyin had completely confirmed the script of "being dumped by the marshal and slinking back to work".
Lily turned around and said softly, "Ignore them, are you alright?"
Ning Shuyin shook her head: "I'm fine, don't worry."
"Okay. By the way, I'm off this afternoon. My husband insists on having an anniversary date. I don't have much work this afternoon, so you can do whatever you want." After she finished speaking, she patted Ning Shuyin on the shoulder.
Ning Shuyin felt the unfriendly gazes, but her heart remained largely unmoved.
Her gaze passed through the glass wall of the office and looked deep into the building—to the entrance to the underground server room.
That was her real target.
In the original novel, Ning Shuyin did not awaken any special abilities.
She worked for the Rose Society from the beginning to the end of the story.
In the later part of the story, Rose will match Su Qianqian with dates again, and Ning Shuyin will secretly delete the matching results to protect her friend's love life.
But now, she's determined to become a freelancer.
Since I'm leaving the Rose Society to go it alone, I need to get things done all at once.
She planned to permanently delete Su Qianqian's information from the Rose Club's system, once and for all.
Based on her speculation, the vice president who abused his power for personal gain would definitely find a reason to make her work the night shift within three days.
That was the perfect "opportunity" to commit the crime.
However, she underestimated how quickly the vice president would try to make things difficult for her.
That afternoon, the heavily pregnant vice president called her to his office.
“Ning Shuyin, you don’t seem to be in a good mood lately. Staying in the office is not only an eyesore, but it will also affect the efficiency of other colleagues.”
He always enjoys these moments of having the upper hand over people.
"Okay, I'll find you a quieter job. Go to storage room B18. It hasn't been cleaned in six months. Help the workers tidy it up."
Finally, the vice president added in a condescending tone, "If you can finish tidying up quickly, you can leave work early today."
This job was clearly unrelated to her identity as a technician.
But Ning Shuyin accepted the order without showing any emotion.
There's no need to alert them.
She took the elevator to the warehouse.
This place is less of a warehouse and more of a huge storage room.
Unclaimed clothing, obsolete electronic devices, discarded books, and outdated electronic components.
Various non-standard logistics boxes of different shapes are fixed crookedly in mid-air by magnetic lines.
Ning Shuyin couldn't help but complain.
In his past life, he was a master of wits and courage, battling against cardboard boxes in a logistics company. Now, after transmigrating into a book and arriving in the interstellar era, he still can't escape a pile of floating junk?
Inside the warehouse, a group of workers in blue overalls, wearing neural connection devices on their heads, navigate through a maze of clutter.
"Hey, slow down, slow down!"
"The magnetic field over there is no longer working."
"You can't get through this road, walk up here, do you hear me!"
The group leader was in the center, giving orders with shouts and commands.
"Beep! Beep!"
A piercing alarm sounded.
A young worker misaligned the magnetic field lines by five degrees, which immediately triggered a chain reaction.
A large amount of cargo emitted piercing alarms and was on the verge of losing its balance.
Busy workers were scattered throughout the warehouse.
If cargo falls, it could cause personal injury, with potentially disastrous consequences.
The young worker was terrified and broke out in a cold sweat.
"You idiot! What are you spacing out for!" the team leader roared as he charged over.
He grabbed the control terminal and frantically started operating it.
A few minutes later, the frantically flashing alarm subsided. The magnetic field lines were re-stabilized.
The team leader, panting heavily, cursed under his breath, "Damn it, the Rose Society's non-standard logistics boxes are just there to torture people."
“Yes,” an older worker chimed in, “every time it’s their turn to organize the warehouse, our team has to work all night.”
Just then, they saw Ning Shuyin standing at the entrance of the passage.
Upon seeing her Rose Club uniform, the group all looked disgusted.
The team leader snapped irritably, "What are you looking at? This is none of your clerical work. Go cool off somewhere else and don't get in the way!"
Ning Shuyin ignored his rude attitude.
She looked up and scanned the boxes of various shapes.
The notes she had read the previous night flashed through her mind.
The strokes on the paper were handwritten by Su Qianqian's brother, Su Zhe.
Regarding spatial perception and path construction. A navigator's fundamental skill is the ability to construct a spatial model in their mind, ignoring all physical obstructions...
Ning Shuyin closed her eyes and began to activate her supernatural abilities.
Perception is as fine as a thread.
Consciousness outlines the contours of each cargo box.
Before long, the entire magnetic chamber was projected into her mind, unfolding into a 3D stereoscopic image that could be rotated at will.
She can even see which nodes are under uneven stress.
Is this... what they call the navigator's perspective?
“First column in section A, first floor, that alloy box,” her clear voice echoed in the warehouse, “the vertical axis is off by five percent, please correct it.”
The team leader was taken aback, then snorted, "What do you know! Don't bother us..."
But his young worker was quicker and had already made the adjustments as Ning Shuyin had instructed.
With a "clatter".
The box has been returned to its original position and is now in a stable state.
Moreover, this adjustment also stopped the surrounding shipping boxes from shaking.
"First floor, ninth column, don't touch that wooden cabinet," Ning Shuyin blurted out.
The worker was startled and stopped operating.
"Master, please straighten the top one first, we'll move the bottom one later," Ning Shuyin said to the worker.
Only then did the worker notice that above the metal block, there was a triangular heavy object that was obscured by a blind spot and was about to fall.
Once the metal block below is removed, the triangle will inevitably fall.
"Young lady, you have sharp eyes!" The worker gave her a thumbs up.
The team leader's expression had changed.
He pursed his lips, his earlier contempt completely replaced by shock.
He stepped forward and asked cautiously, "Did you just use spatial awareness? Are you... a navigator?"
At this very moment, outside the Rose Society building.
A discreet black hovercar silently came to a stop at the street corner.
The car window rolled down a crack, revealing Situ Linchen's well-defined profile.
He looked at the building entrance and asked Muze, who was sitting in the advisor's seat, in a cold voice:
"She gets off work at 5:30?"
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