Interstellar Number One Farmer: I Only Want To Farm!

They are too obvious about it.

Su Xiaocai sat down again.

Everyone who stood up felt awkward.

Su Xiaocai: This is really fun.

Xing Miao chuckled, pulling her up, "Let’s go."

"Alright, it’s hard to decline the invitation of a beauty." Su Xiaocai said smugly, walking out of the canteen with a crowd trailing behind.

Knowing full well that those people were deliberately following her, Su Xiaocai kept her eyes forward, curious about their intentions.

Sure enough, before long, someone couldn’t resist striking up a conversation, and it happened to be someone in military uniform.

"Hello, Miss Su." The soldier had a very handsome profile, with distinctly defined features, speaking with an authentic Republican accent.

The soldier’s hopeful eyes clearly indicated his purpose; he was after the mecha.

Su Xiaocai: "The mecha hasn’t come out yet, please be patient and wait."

As expected, "May I ask when it will be available?"

"Check the official news."

"I heard that Yi Dian Cai’s Mecha Company can make custom mechas."

Where did this soldier get his information?

Su Xiaocai looked him up and down, noticing he resembled Major Sun somewhat, "Who are you to Major Sun?"

"You can actually tell? I’m his granduncle, Sun Ling."

Su Xiaocai widened her eyes; she had thought he was perhaps Major Sun’s nephew or something, but turns out the relation skipped a generation.

She had heard from Mei Lan that Major Sun rarely took vacations. Just the last time, because of a request, he happened to take leave so he could spar with her; normally, he was very dedicated.

Having Sun Ling as a granduncle, diligence might be the lesser challenge; going home, he might have to call a young person granduncle, or even address a newborn baby as uncle.

The thought of it all seemed quite surreal.

Fortunately, Daddy Su’s relatives were scattered across various regions, never gathering in one place; Grandpa Su had already separated the Su Family genealogy into its own volume.

Otherwise, many kids would be calling Su Xiaocai their aunt or great-grandmother.

Su Xiaocai said to Sun Ling, "Custom mecha services are temporarily unavailable, as the people under me haven’t graduated yet."

Pieces made by her would definitely be masterpieces.

Professor Ai Shengping had also mentioned related matters, sincerely advising her before he left, saying a Mecha Designer should have ambition.

It wasn’t about being aloof.

It was about someone reaching a certain height, needing pursuit and ideals, and not being too much of a deadbeat.

Mass-producing custom mechas might make her famous, but it wouldn’t elevate her further.

Not lacking money, professors hoped she could become the best Mecha Designer, not forgetting her original intent for the sake of profit.

When contributing to humanity, she should also become a better version of herself.

Su Xiaocai took it to heart; these elders had life experiences that were not less, if not greater, than hers.

She was willing to accept advice that suited her. Custom mechas were essentially her domain; no one has surpassed her yet. She indeed hoped she wouldn’t stagnate.

Sun Ling pressed on, "Aren’t you the one designing the mechas? You have designers under you? Can you introduce me?"

"They haven’t graduated, so no." Su Xiaocai crossed her arms, "Unless you want to buy a half-finished mecha?"

Sun Ling lamented, "Alright then, remember to tag me when they graduate. Let’s add each other as friends first."

Su Xiaocai suspected he had learned about her from Major Sun; adding friends was fine, but she already had too many numbers on her contact list.

It always took a while to find someone; she had already simplified her contact list, moving less frequent contacts out of the daily numbers, but it still felt too many.

"Let’s add through social media." Su Xiaocai offered him a code to add her, and soldiers accompanying Sun Ling eagerly scanned it too.

Even the handsome Sun Ling couldn’t get her contact number, so it was even less likely for them, but they could hitch a ride, "Professor Su, add me too, we’re his teammates."

"Add everyone, add everyone." Su Xiaocai agreed with a smile.

She effortlessly added them to her private message friends; her personal account’s private messages were currently blocked, only those added could contact her.

She deliberately offered the private message code so they could all add her together.

After adding them, Su Xiaocai casually browsed through for a general impression; if not, it didn’t matter, as Wisdom 03 would automatically log some daily activities for her, making notes accordingly.

Su Xiaocai had a crisp, very distinctive voice; her speech was considerate of emotions, not leaving others feeling offended.

Of course, when she intended to offend, she could be more piercing than Ji Li.

"Why do you think I would do custom mechas?"

"Of course, I guessed." Sun Ling grew more excited, "When I saw a mecha completely transform, I was amazed; the design was superb. Such a brilliant Mecha Master surely understands customization."