The next day.
Nolan got up from bed, with Candace on one side and Dehya on the other, both held in his arms.
After a night of lingering persuasion and coaxing, Nolan had successfully convinced them to move into the Wonderland Space. So the task for the morning was to help them move their things over.
After all, it was just changing where they slept at night—nothing would really be affected.
Besides, the Wonderland Space had all kinds of special effects that were extremely beneficial to improving their strength.
Nolan woke the two girls through close-contact cultivation, then got up and spent the entire morning busy helping them move in.
In the afternoon, they returned to their respective jobs, while Nolan used the "Void Star Sea" to travel to the "Lumine's Sword God" he had left behind at the Herta Space Station.
He was mainly here to find someone to help him create a program that could automatically download various useful knowledge from the "Interastral Peace Network."
Then he would take it back and have Nahida upload it to the "Akasha Interconnected Network."
The researchers at the space station were all geniuses from different civilizations. For something this simple, anyone specializing in computer science could easily handle it.
However, Nolan didn't plan to ask the researchers for help.
Although, given his status as the station's security consultant, they would probably be happy to assist, they all had their own research to focus on.
Research that was clearly far more important than writing a simple web crawler.
Better not bother them. Besides, there were definitely professionals on the Interastral Peace Network who specialized in writing code.
It wasn't like he lacked credit points—he could just commission it directly.
Holding his phone, Nolan unlocked the screen and logged into the Interastral Peace Network while walking toward the central module.
Downloading knowledge naturally required data storage devices, something akin to hard drives.
The Herta Space Station didn't lack shops selling such items, so he planned to buy some along the way.
As he walked, Nolan had already logged into the Interastral Peace Network and typed "program outsourcing platform" into the search engine.
A large number of websites immediately popped up, but the one ranked at the very top was the "Program Outsourcing" site operated by the Interastral Peace Corporation.
This galaxy-spanning megacorp really had its hands in every industry imaginable.
Although the Interastral Peace Corporation was rather domineering, when it came to commissioning work, Nolan trusted big companies like this more.
He clicked into the outsourcing site.
Rows upon rows of neatly arranged avatars appeared, each with a brief introduction underneath.
Ranked first was naturally the most outstanding one—a white-haired old man. The company's rating for him was "Legendary," with a commission completion rate of one hundred percent.
Nolan clicked in and looked at the old man's project history, only to find that he had led the development of massive systems like "Planetary Defense Systems" and "Multi-Starship Parallel Control Programs"!
Being able to lead projects like that was truly impressive.
But when Nolan saw the minimum credit point requirement to commission him, he immediately backed out of the page.
The starting price was in the hundreds of millions. For a simple crawler program, hiring someone like that was completely unnecessary.
Most of those at the top were big shots, so Nolan typed his requirements into the search box in the upper-left corner.
The page refreshed almost instantly, displaying a batch of candidates that matched his needs.
Their ratings weren't high, and very few had a one hundred percent completion rate.
This meant that some clients who had outsourced programs to them before were not entirely satisfied with the results.
Nolan skimmed through them briefly, and soon discovered someone with a one hundred percent completion rate—and an astonishing tens of thousands of completed commissions.
That was terrifying.
The avatar was a cartoon-style gray-haired girl, looking exhausted yet somehow cute. Her username was "Wage Slave."
With a mix of curiosity and confusion—why someone with so many orders and a perfect completion rate would have such a low rating—Nolan tapped on her avatar.
More detailed information appeared on the screen, along with records of the commissions she had completed in the past.
Then Nolan discovered that this gray-haired girl called "Wage Slave" mostly took on small commissions—things like developing ordering software for small restaurants, or helping make ticket-snatching programs and similar minor jobs.
No wonder she could rack up tens of thousands of commissions with a one hundred percent completion rate. The basic frameworks of these programs were all pretty much the same—copy, paste, make a few tweaks, and another job was done.
That worked out perfectly. The program Nolan needed was just as simple, so asking this gray-haired girl for help was ideal.
He directly clicked the [Commission] button in the bottom-right corner.
This brought him into a chat interface, where he could describe his requirements. Once the other party saw them and felt there was no problem, they would reply.
Nolan briefly explained his needs, organized them into text, and sent it over.
Just as he thought he might have to wait a while for a response, a message came back almost instantly.
[Wage Slave]: Hello, customer. I've reviewed your requirements. After evaluation, the commission fee is 30,000 credit points. Once the deposit is paid, I'll start immediately.
[MindfulOfDesire]: That was fast. Sure, thanks for the trouble.
[MindfulOfDesire]: "Transfer: 3,000 credit points"
The deposit was one-tenth of the total, so Nolan sent it right away. He was just about to ask how long it would take when the other side sent another message:
[Wage Slave]: It's done. I've sent you the link. Please pay the remaining balance.
[Wage Slave]: "Download Link"
Nolan was slightly surprised—this fast? Making money really was that easy.
But considering she had taken on tens of thousands of outsourcing jobs, it was normal for her to have done something similar before, so she probably just sent over a program she had developed earlier.
Nolan didn't mind. As long as it worked, that was fine. He promptly paid the remaining balance, and at the same time arrived at the space station's computer hardware store.
Since the store was run by the space station itself and mainly served the researchers, all the computer components here were quite cheap.
Nolan saw that a 100GB data storage device cost only around 3,000 credit points—on the Interastral Peace Network, the normal price was 4,000 to 5,000.
Of course, 100GB was nowhere near enough for him.
Nolan spent 500,000 credit points to buy a 10TB data storage device, then bought a laptop as well.
That settled it. He would just go back to his room, download the program, and let the computer work automatically.
Just as Nolan walked out of the computer hardware store, he saw Asta passing by outside.
She noticed him as well, her eyes lighting up with obvious surprise. "Oh? Mr. Nolan, what a coincidence?"
These past few days, Asta had been busy with her own work and hadn't had many chances to see Nolan, so running into him now made her pleasantly surprised.
"Miss Asta, you're still not resting this late?" Nolan asked, somewhat surprised.
There was about an eight-hour time difference between Teyvat and the space station. He had come over in the afternoon, and it was already past nine in the evening on the station.
(End of Chapter)
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