"Alright, up next is the screening."
The Noodle Man gently signed his name on a report before casually tossing it aside. The excited wave of Earth people applying for pilot positions was a trivial part of his routine work.
"Lord Daphne, putting me in this position...is literally killing me..."
After working for some time, he gave a bitter smile and moved his body, which was as thin as a noodle, seems even thinner. This strong existence had become more emaciated over the past few months.
At first, this Noodle Man was a little grateful to Daphne for assigning him to assist Jia Yan. However, now he can only smile wryly—it's not something to be happy about, considering that Earth has a population of three billion!
