Want to Do Research? The Kind That Comes with Matchmaking Pressure

A super busy interstellar research big shot transmigrates into a book

And becomes Xian Yu, an idle, useless layabout

Su Lian: If you give this patent to Brother Luo Ye's company for free, I'll leave this relationship and let you and Brother Luo Ye be together... Sob, sob, sob.

Xian Yu: Bestie, you're Su Lian, not the Soviet Union. What makes you think I'd give away my patent for free, Liang Jingru? Battalion Commander! There's a white lotus here bothering me while I work!

Battalion Commander: Where's my homemade cannon?

Luo Ye: Leave the research institute and come work at my company. I can marry you.

Xian Yu: Sorry, science and I are in love for life. I have no plans to get married. If you want to get married, ask Su Lian. She's the professional. Battalion Commander! Someone here wants me to leave the research institute!

Battalion Commander: Leaving is out of the question. As for marriage, if you can pass on your excellent genes, the nation will talk to you about a little project.

Netizens: Didn't they say nothing supernatural could happen after the founding of the nation? Then why can this salted fish turn things around? I'm green with envy, and I refuse to accept this!