—That instrument shouldn't make mistakes, right
The person being tested saw the slender white fingers in front of him, and his gaze paused for a moment, thinking dizzily. With his face, which was slightly wet with sweat for some reason and looked a little red, he turned his head to look at the weapon pointing at him, still in a daze.
Although the first attack would not kill him, it would be too unfair if he was hit like this for no reason.
While he was thinking this, he had already passed the test and was greeted by someone and taken to another place.
When passing by Yuan Yuxue, who was wearing a white gown, he noticed the slightly drooping eyelashes of the handsome young man in front of him.
He had a fair face and a very calm expression.
And those people seemed to trust him very much.
The man finally remembered who this familiar young man was.
Before he left the starship to join the expedition, he had seen him once. He was a technician who had recently been promoted from the lower levels. The fact that he could repair the weapon system and energy system of the starship was indeed the biggest news at that time, and it also made the name Yuan Yuxue very popular.
But at that time, Yuan Yuxue was someone that everyone wanted to get, and everyone also wanted to use him.
But now it seems that his status is somewhat... different from before.
The person who had just finished the test thought so and stood in the crowd again. He watched Yuan Yuxue holding the delicate instrument and scanning each member of the expedition team.
He turned sideways and asked his closest companion, "What's the name of the machine he's holding?"
“… Not really sure.” The companion said vaguely, “It seems like this is a machine made by Yuan Yuxue herself.”
"I guess he had expected this day to come," said his companion.
"You did it as soon as you said it?" The person asking the question smacked his lips slightly, and was also amazed by Yuan Yuxue's seemingly omnipotent magical ability. His eyes fell on him again, and then drifted to the white fingertips.
Just at this time, Yuan Yuxue stopped in front of someone.
In the past, when he paused slightly like this, it usually meant that there was "something wrong" with the person in front of him.
For a moment, countless people looked tense. The weapons in the hands of the guards were aimed at the young man in front of Yuan Yuxue.
The man seemed a little nervous, with a little sweat on his forehead. Looking at Yuan Yuxue's expression, it was almost like begging.
Yuan Yuxue lowered her eyes slightly, perhaps noticing the weapons ready to go and the uneasiness of the person in front of her, and she actually added a comment, "No problem."
The next sentence was an additional one for the person in front of him, "Do you feel any strange sensation in your neck?"
The man was somewhat puzzled by Yuan Yuxue's concern for him, but he still said with relief, "... Not bad."
In fact, his neck had been sore for many days, but in this situation, he subconsciously avoided giving answers that might cause trouble.
Yuan Yuxue's eyes lightly passed over the other person's shoulders and neck, and after collecting some expected information, she said, "Okay."
It passed the other party's test.
Standing in front of the next person.