Munitions Empire

She was serious and meticulous, pointing at the words with her finger, and after double-checking, she finally wrote down a beautiful character on the telegram paper, "You..."

"What..." Then, she continued to search through her codebook, looking for the second word.

Truth be told, her job was a bit too monotonous, but the salary was surprisingly high. Her own salary had already surpassed that of her parents, which was almost dreamlike.

A year ago, if someone had told her that there was a job where she could sit inside a house, drink hot tea every day, casually flip through a book, and copy the words inside to earn money, she would have thought the person was crazy.

But now, she was doing just that, translating the knocking patterns on a strip of paper into text...

The job was so easy that she could even read and study there, and the room Tang Mo had prepared for her was more like a study with many books, piled high with all sorts of exquisite volumes.

When the telegraph wasn\'t operating, she could comfortably brew herself a strong cup of tea and then quietly read any book she plucked from the shelf, feeling that it might be the best job in the world.

However, ever since that Northern Ridge countess acquired a telegraph, her workload had increased, with dozens of telegrams being sent from Northern Ridge to Brunas every day.

She smiled and shook her head, telling herself not to get carried away with her thoughts, and then continued to check the vocabulary from the codebook, "Time..."

That countess seemed truly smitten, sending a plethora of nonsensical telegrams every day to her admired Principal Tang.

Moreover, the content of many telegrams was so bold and explicit that it made her, a young girl, blush and her heart race.

But she understood the countess\'s feelings because she also liked her principal very much, and just seeing him once a day made her very happy.

It seemed, compared to the countess, she might be a bit happier, after all, she could see Principal Tang almost every day, even if it was just from a distance in the cafeteria at noon. That poor countess couldn\'t do even that; she could only pine in Northern Ridge, unable to accompany him daily...

If compared that way, her own job was truly the pinnacle, the kind she wouldn\'t trade even for an earl.

Thinking about this, a sweet smile appeared on her face as she continued to write a new character on the telegram paper, "Come..."

In fact, she wasn\'t beautiful, but her self-confidence made her quite charming. Unalike the slender girls of the era, she looked somewhat plump and well-fed, her small, round, dimpled face always brimming with happy smiles.

This made her quite popular with the boys at school, and many secretly admired her. As a sensitive girl, she could sense the thoughts of these boys, just that she hadn\'t yet decided... hadn\'t decided whether or not to give up on the somewhat unrealistic crush on Principal Tang.

After all, at school, she wasn\'t the most outstanding girl. The one who often stayed by Tang Mo\'s side was the classroom leader of one of the first three classes, a big sister named Yulin.

She was confident she could outdo over ninety percent of the girls at school, but when faced with Yulin, she couldn\'t help feeling a bit inferior.

There was no helping it; considering height, she was only 1.6 meters, while Yulin had reached 1.63 meters. Yulin had a typical oval face with beautiful eyes filled with brightness...

In her opinion, Yulin was, in a sense, even more beautiful than Countess Alice, because Yulin had learned Tang Mo\'s knowledge and surpassed the era as a genius. Since enrolling, she had never scored below 90, acknowledged as a top student by the whole school.

She also understood Tang Mo\'s ideas better and was very intelligent, knowledgeable, and had an exceptional memory, truly a natural-born gifted woman. If not for being born into a commoner\'s family, she might have become a socialite in the nobility circles.

Yulin was also very attentive at school, caring for her classmates\' health and psychology, enjoyed making friends, and was nice to all the younger students... Thus, she was nicknamed "Queen" at the school.

The most crucial point... when it came to figure, she also fell short of Yulin, who might be the dream girl of half the male students in the school.

And most frustratingly, she could tell, or rather many girls could tell, that Yulin liked Tang Mo.

A girl\'s heart is always poetic; with a somewhat resigned sigh, the young lady in the telegraph room felt as if she heard her own heart breaking. Clenching the pen in resignation, she continued to compare, finding a new word, "See..."

"I..." Finally, when she found that word, the sentence on the paper was complete, "When will you come to see me?"

Fight on! A countess, a top student, go ahead and fight it out! In the end, I\'ll be the one who wins... Hehehe... Hahaha!