This was followed by the signing of a series of documents.

Soma turned on the holographic projector on her desk, and the electronic version of the document was spread out on the desk like a paper material.

Juan held the virtual pen of the projector in his hand and signed the virtual paper documents one by one.

"I said that the stationmaster Soma, it's obviously all electronic, why do you have to make so much trouble?"

"Proper formalism is still necessary, so that it can appear more grand, and the whole process is videotaped, which proves that you approve of the documents."

"Video? Wait a minute, when did it start? Why didn't you tell me in advance? ”

"It's common sense to have to video record important documents when you sign them. However, if you're not satisfied, we can start over. ”

"Forget it, I've signed it all right, I haven't written that many words in four years of college, okay, it's all signed, it's over?"

"Why do you only have signatures on this company registration application form? The front should also be filled in. ”

"Spare me, what should I write here?"

"The name of a media company, every company must have a name, let's have a good name."

"Is it okay with the 'Beautiful Planet'?"

"No, you can't just use the place name, either add something else to the end, or change it."

"What about Brave New World?"

"Sounds good...... Oh no, it's registered. ”

Juan said a few more names, but they were all registered by someone else, and he scratched the green hair on his head, feeling that he had to come up with a very distinctive name.

"How about the 'World Tree'?

"I guess no one will have a name like that, after all, they can't possibly know ......"

"The pit next to the World Tree is very deep, you didn't fall down, did you?"

"Haha, that bottomless sinkhole? If I fall, will I still come up alive? ”

"So you did enter the Dryad Reservation."

"When...... No, it's not, I was just passing by, I listened to Morgan's introduction, I didn't go in, he told me, it's a forbidden place......"

"Morgan told you about the sinkhole?"

"No, he didn't ......"

"Then how do you know there's a sinkhole in there?"

"Me, I saw it at the top of New Kilimanjaro."

"You're lying!"

"Wait a minute, Soma, you listen to me."

"Security!"

"No, Soma, I didn't think about breaking your ban!"

Two able-bodied security guards came in at the door.

"Take this gentleman to the interrogation room, be polite, and send someone to inform Jack and ask him to bring Morgan."

"Soma, oh, Soma, for the sake of us having eaten and drunk together, and for the sake of my immigration, can this matter be left at that?"

"Playing by the rules is my motto.

"But Juan, you don't have to be nervous, even if you do violate the ban, for your first offense, I will forgive you.

"But things have to be clarified, not to mention that this matter also involves Morgan.

"If it turns out that he is at fault or has not fulfilled his responsibilities as a guide, I will revoke his temporary hunting license."

"No, no, no, this has nothing to do with Morgan, it's all my fault."

"We'll talk when Morgan comes. The company is called the 'World Tree', right? ”

"Soma, Soma......"

"It's a good name, I like it, it's good, no one registered, it passed.

"You go to the interrogation room and sit for a while, and I'll submit your immigration materials for filing, just go through the process, soon."

Juan was ushered into the interrogation room by security guards.

About half an hour later, Jack walked in with Morgan.

"Morgan, I'm sorry, it's all my fault, I missed it for a while......"

"Quiet! Don't talk without permission! One of the security guards who brought Juan over yelled.

Another security guard on the side reported anxiously: "Report to the captain, Henk didn't know where he went last night, and he hasn't seen anyone until now." ”

Jack's face was very haggard, probably not sleeping well, and his eyes were very misty, as if he was thinking about something, similar to the way he had been in the dining room last night, and he didn't seem to hear his men's inquiries clearly.

"Who?"

"Henk, yesterday's genetic screening and your group's ......"

Jack seemed to wake up, and he interrupted angrily, "Why did you ask him?" ”

"He owes me money, I'm afraid he'll run away......"

"gambling again, how many times have I said that you are not allowed to gamble!"

"No, Captain......"

"Get out! You both! Take care of yourself and worry less about irrelevant things! ”

The two security guards grunted out.

Jack ignored Juan and Morgan, he found himself a backrest chair and lay down, pulled down his cowboy hat and put it over his face and snoozed.

Juan didn't dare to talk loudly, he gestured with his hand on the table and told Morgan, "I'm going to be fine, you just push it on me." ”

Morgan nodded solemnly.

Minute by minute, hour by hour, Soma, who had said that he would come soon, did not show up because he was delayed by something.

It wasn't until it was nearly dinner time that Soma walked in.

His face was very white, his eyes were straight, and his walking posture was a bit strange, as if his brain had been violently impacted, and he could no longer coordinate his body well.

Soma sat down facing Juan, his lips trembled twice, and there was no expression of joy on his taut skin: "Congratulations Juan, your immigration application has been approved, and now, you are a resident of this planet." ”

Juan felt that he should be happy because he had achieved his goal, but Soma's expression made him unhappy no matter what.

"Soma, I confess, I entered the Dryad Reservation, Morgan persuaded me, but I insisted on going in, it was all my fault, punish me if you want, it has nothing to do with Morgan."

"Needless to say." Soma shook her head, seemingly unconcerned about Juan's words.

"No, it really has nothing to do with Morgan, I'm not protecting him, I'm telling the truth, he really did his duty as a guide......"

"Forget it, Juan, don't say it, it doesn't matter anymore." Soma leaned back in her chair in despair, looking up at the ceiling, unsure of what she was thinking.

"Soma, what's wrong with you?" Juan couldn't help but ask.

At this moment, he had a strange feeling, he was supposed to be interrogating Soma, but now, it looked like he was interrogating Soma.

Juan's greeting was like a pebble thrown into the abyss.

There was an eerie silence in the interrogation room.

Jack is supposed to be awake, but he keeps his posture of pretending to sleep, still letting his cowboy hat cover his face.

Morgan kept his face as straight as ever, as serious as a beef cow waiting to be slaughtered.

Soma, leaning back in her chair, looked like the white sand beach exposed before the tsunami.