I Got Rich in Period Fiction-Chapter 403: Entering the Exterior of the Space Device

Chapter 403: Chapter 403: Entering the Exterior of the Space Device

He Xiuyu closed his eyes, listening to the rustling leaves outside, remaining calm and composed, and indeed, swiftly fell asleep.

But it seemed in the blink of an eye, he fell from darkness into another place.

It was a boundless space shrouded in fog with no visible ground, yet he walked forward, and after some time, saw a building made of unknown materials ahead. There was no sunlight, yet the building glowed faintly through the mist.

Instinctively, he walked towards the structure. As he did, he looked down, noticing the ground was uneven. Crouching down, he saw that the ground was covered with irregular black crystals. frёewebnoѵēl.com

Following his instincts, he continued moving forward until he reached the building and found that it was surrounded by high walls made of an unknown substance. He looked up but the fog was so thick, he couldn’t see the rooftop.

The next moment, his eyes suddenly shot open.

His hand was holding Qiao Qingyu’s.

Their hands were intimately intertwined, and his thumb was pressing on the red birthmark on Qiao Qingyu’s finger.

For a moment, He Xiuyu felt disoriented, but in the ten seconds of his confusion, his form flashed, and he appeared in a vaguely familiar space.

During this time, Qiao Qingyu was still deep in sleep, completely unaware that He Xiuyu had suddenly disappeared from her side.

If it had been earlier, He Xiuyu might have been astounded.

But now, having entered and exited the Space Device many times, he was quite composed.

However, he was worried that Qiao Qingyu would become anxious if she woke up and couldn’t see him.

He didn’t even have time to determine whether the high wall hidden in the fog was real or false.

But how to get out?

He Xiuyu’s brow furrowed slightly, yet with a thought, he left the space.

He lay down again beside Qiao Qingyu.

But it was evident that Qiao Qingyu was not sleeping peacefully. He carefully moved his hand away, looking at the pad of his forefinger, where his heart unusually skipped a few beats.

Then, he calmed down.

He closed his eyes, thinking that he had actually been able to enter the periphery of the Space Device.

Truly bizarre.

Yet unexpectedly, after such a startling event, he found himself falling back to sleep.

...

Meanwhile, in a distant country, the main officials of the M country’s Ministry of Agriculture were holding a meeting.

They were discussing the new variety of corn from Huaxia, Huanong No. 1.

Voices ebbed and flowed in the conference room, debating nonstop.

The point of contention was the failure of their own corn seed sales, although prior discussions had taken place. M country wanted more benefits and had taken a haughty stance, and according to custom, Huaxia was expected to bow its head in the end, agreeing to give them many concessions.

But the outcome was beyond everyone’s expectations. The other party decided not to buy, claiming their own corn seeds were fully capable of supporting the nation’s cultivation plans.

This was infuriating.

After all, the Huaxia people were numerous, with so many mouths to feed. The seeds they developed were mainly aimed at their own people. High-yield seeds were in demand by everyone, and without the capacity to produce seeds, they would eventually have to rely on their company.

Now, the plan had failed.

The main official looked at the documents in hand and said to his subordinates, "How is the investigation going?"

"Today, twenty percent of Huaxia’s land has been planted with this variety of corn..."

"That much..." the official mused to himself.

It seemed the seeds were sufficient.

"Investigate, who developed it?"

"It was developed by He Xiuyu from Xichuan Tenghai Research Base, a scientist who could be called a genius."

"Has he ever studied in our country?"

"No."

The person in charge contemplated for a moment, his expression inscrutable, "We could try inviting him."

He believed the other party would happily agree.

Because to study, live, and even work here, was the dream of every person from Huaxia.

...

After He Xiuyu fell asleep, he never dreamt again, and when he opened his eyes, the sky was already bright.

He saw Qiao Qingyu still deeply asleep beside him. He carefully got up, put on his clothes, and went to the next room, the study.

Looking at his bookshelf, what used to seem adequate now appeared too sparse.

He scanned the shelves, picked up a foreign book on wormhole theory, and stood in front of the bookshelf, starting to flip through it.

After reading several dozen pages, He Xiuyu put down the book. It was hard to describe his feelings, but he felt there was still a huge gap between theory and practice.

Yet, it was not unattainably so.

Reading books was of no further use. He needed to do his own research.

He went to make breakfast. After managing with difficulty to wake the two sleepyheads, and once they washed up and sat down at the table, Qiao Qingyu still yawned.

However, He Xuerong was fully awake. She chattered, "Uncle, little aunt, I’m going on an adventure with Xiao Hu and Wang Ji later."

"Where to?" He Xiuyu asked while serving Rongrong some porridge.

"Just behind the base store, to the hillside there."

He Xiuyu knew the place after a moment of thought in his head.

It was a hillside covered with yellow sand, where many kids liked to play, and the adults were reassured because it was safe, being close to the base’s surrounding walls.

"Eat first. After breakfast, finish your summer homework, and if you complete one piece, you can go play," He Xiuyu declared.

He Xuerong quickly grabbed a small steamed bun that the little aunt specially made for her last night and started eating voraciously.

And Qiao Qingyu finally stopped yawning. She looked outside the window; it was still quite cool in the early morning, but once the sun rose, it would get hot. When working in the fields, one had to avoid the scorching sun to prevent heatstroke.

She, too, began eating briskly.

He Xiuyu, "..."

Was Qingyu also planning to go out?

Then he would take the day off and spend it with her.

The three of them headed out together, carrying straw hats. Not far from the main gate, Xiao Hu was waiting for He Xuerong. Seeing He Xuerong come out, Xiao Hu ran over and habitually tried to take her hand. He Xiuyu’s brow slightly furrowed. Li Mingguang was nine this year by traditional age counting, and this year, the little fellow had put on weight without getting much taller. Rongrong was even a bit taller than him.

From behind, they looked more like a sister and younger brother.

Still, He Xiuyu didn’t think it was appropriate for them to hold hands all the time, even if they were only playing.

He coughed lightly, not going to be blunt about it and instead said, "You two shouldn’t hold hands. If one of you falls, wouldn’t the other fall too?"

Li Mingguang stopped in his tracks, releasing her hand and looking at He Xiuyu with a silly smile.

His father had said the same thing, remarking that this was the new society, but in the past, boys and girls wouldn’t sit together after seven years of age.

Being friends with Rongrong didn’t necessarily mean he had to hold her hand all the time.