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The two sat in the car for a long time.

Su Xingmian nestled against the man's firm chest, her fingertips gleaming as she gently combed through the blood and energy beneath his muscles.

The thorns of the night-blooming cereus contain a natural paralyzing toxin that can be used to treat humans.

She lost control just now, and dozens of thorns actually pierced his flesh.

She examined his meridians and blood circulation three times.

The toxins were thoroughly cleansed by the life-giving energy, and not only were the meridians unobstructed, but the blood and qi were also more abundant than those of ordinary people.

She let out a long breath, and her tense back relaxed.

Zhou Bingheng helped her put her slipped military coat back on, wrapping her up tightly so that only her face was visible.

The potted 'Queen of the Night' plant that I brought out was placed obediently on the passenger seat.

Two branches resembling arms converged and clung tightly to the main stem, the thorns lying flat, and the flowerpot, half-broken, was still held firmly by the roots.

He held Su Xingmian in his arms, and she began to reveal her deepest secrets one by one.

It is said that her true form was a seed that was planted and endured twenty years in this world before taking human form.

At the beginning of her transformation, she was a 13-year-old human girl.

He recounted that summer ten years ago in Pingxi Village, when the half-bowl of honey water he poured on the flower roots sparked her first glimmer of intelligence.

They talked about the good deeds of Grandma throughout her life, and how Heaven, in order to protect itself, made Grandma merge with the Dao and become part of its will.

They say her thorns are like needles for healing, and her demonic power is like medicine for saving lives.

The pills that prolonged the lives of Grandpa Zhou, Grandma Zhou, and her eldest brother were all infused with herbal and natural ingredients.

The system is described as a strategy-oriented woman who comes with a mission to plunder the world's fortune.

She spoke in very fragmented sentences.

Zhou Bingheng didn't interrupt at all.

Even upon hearing the term "system," which was beyond his comprehension, his heart only beat three times faster.

When he heard that Grandma Su had joined the Dao to protect her granddaughter, his fingers tightened around the steering wheel.

All the secrets have been revealed.

Only those two words.

No heir.

Su Xingmian didn't mention it.

She herself had only been in human form for a few years, and her understanding of human reproduction was superficial. Her grandmother hadn't had time to explain in detail whether flower fairies could have children with humans.

The carriage was quiet for a while.

Zhou Bingheng spoke, his voice deep and hollow.

Will things get out of control like this again?

"Once the demonic power surpasses a certain level, a qualitative change will occur, and it will become uncontrollable."

Su Xingmian snuggled closer to him.

"But the next time won't be for another year or two."

Zhou Bingheng nodded, his tone casual.

"Then next time, I'll do it again."

Su Xingmian's heart was burning hot, and she turned her head to place a kiss on his jawline.

After the seventh level of demonic power underwent a qualitative change, she felt that the whole world was different.

The sensing range has increased from several hundred meters to five kilometers in one go.

Within a five-kilometer radius, she could clearly tell whether even a single blade of grass buried under the frozen ground was withered or thriving.

She discovered that she could remotely transmit life to plants in distant places by following the vast underground root system.

No more braving the cold wind to go to the fields to work in the middle of the night.

"Is your original body still in the old courtyard in Pingxi Village?"

Zhou Bingheng suddenly changed the subject.

"Yes." Su Xingmian nodded. "It's me, but not entirely me. It's more like the roots I've planted in this world."

Zhou Bingheng tucked the collar of her coat into her coat, his expression serious.

"From today onwards, three rules will be established."

The man's voice was warm, steady, and clearly articulated.

"First, everything said in this car must remain a secret. Not a single word can be revealed to anyone, especially not to the third brother, who is a big liar and can't keep anything to himself."

"Secondly, if you ever feel your demonic power is unstable, no matter what you're doing, come find me immediately. Never reveal your true nature in front of others."

"Third, the mother plant in Pingxi Village is too far away and not safe for you. I'll find a way to bring it over."

Su Xingmian obediently agreed.

He always arranges things meticulously.

She reached out and tugged at his sleeve, adding:

"There's one more important thing."

"Um?"

"I lost control just now and forced that secondary forest to mature prematurely. It's still November, and the birch trees are flowering and growing leaves. If someone sees this tomorrow, I can report it directly to the military region."

Su Xingmian reminded him.

Zhou Bingheng nodded, without mentioning his plan to physically destroy the scene.

Su Xingmian placed her fingers on the car window, and her immense demonic power spread out along the underground root system.

Within a radius of fifty meters, the buds, inflorescences, and tender leaves that sprouted out of season had some of their vitality forcibly drained away by her.

The inflorescences withered and yellowed, the leaves shrivelled, and silently fell into the pile of leaves that had been there before.

Not a single trace was left.

"It's done." She withdrew her hand.

Zhou Bingheng started the engine, and the jeep drove towards the camp.

When I got back to the family compound, it was already dawn.

Su Xingmian divided the Queen of the Night flower and transplanted it to a patch of fresh soil in the corner of the yard.

The current branch sentinels have become a radar covering the entire family compound.

It can detect who enters the family compound with malicious intent, even more so than a military dog.

The two had just changed out of their tattered clothes when there was a knock on the courtyard gate.

Xiao Zhao stood outside, covered in sweat, his eyes bloodshot, and he stammered as soon as he opened his mouth.

"Political Commissar! I didn't take good care of my sister-in-law; she fell seriously ill..."

Su Xingmian carried the enamel mug out, her face glowing with a healthy, rosy complexion.

After her demonic power underwent a qualitative change, her body temperature returned to a normal 36 degrees Celsius, making her even healthier than before, showing no signs of illness whatsoever.

"Xiao Zhao, I'm fine, I just had a stomachache from being exposed to cold wind. It got better after taking some medicine."

Xiao Zhao stared blankly at her, then breathed a sigh of relief, "Sister-in-law, I'm so glad you're alright."

He scratched his head, then suddenly slapped his thigh and raised his voice eight octaves.

"Oh my! That's right, Political Commissar, Sister-in-law, this is wonderful news!"

He was so excited he was trembling.

"Messages came down from the other two outposts: the sand onions are all alive. The rollout at all thirty-seven outposts is now firmly established!"

No sooner had he finished speaking than an uproar erupted at the alley entrance.

Zhang Cuihua was the first to rush over, grabbing Su Xingmian's arm and slapping her thigh excitedly.

"I knew it! I knew you could do it!"

Ma Chunlan followed behind, not pushing forward, but standing outside the crowd, her eyes a little red.

A steady and continuous flow of warm merit entered Su Xingmian's meridians.

This is not finished.

Xiao Zhao took a deep breath and dropped an even more explosive piece of news.

"Also, Director Zhang from the Logistics Department led a group to dig a well in that ravine you mentioned. Just yesterday evening, they only managed to dig to a depth of less than five meters."

He stretched outwards with both hands, making an exaggerated arc.

"The fresh water just gushed out! The water jet shot up to half a person's height, and two soldiers with shovels were knocked over on the spot."

"Director Zhang announced overnight that the water would be more than enough to irrigate 300 mu of land, let alone 30 mu."

If the previous news was joyful, this one was a thunderbolt that shook the entire residential compound.

What is the most precious thing in the Gobi Desert at the foot of Helan Mountain?

water!

A spring with such a large flow of water is the lifeblood that can change the fate of the entire settlement.

"What did you say? Fresh water has appeared?"

Wei Guodong suddenly appeared out of nowhere, his trouser legs still covered in mud. He grabbed Xiao Zhao by the collar, spitting as he did so.

"Really! I've been thinking about the political commissar and the others ever since I got back last night. I got up early and went to check on them myself. The division commander and the logistics personnel are all there guarding them!"

Wei Guodong released his grip, stood frozen in place, and muttered to himself repeatedly:

"That doesn't make sense... The underground rock strata report clearly states it's dry noodles... This... This waterline that we couldn't find even after ten explorations..."

He turned his head and looked at Su Xingmian.

His eyes were filled with shock and confusion, but in the end, only utter admiration remained.

The entire residential compound went completely mad.

Those who previously spoke behind Su Xingmian's back, saying that her farming was a waste of time.

Now his mouth is tightly shut, and the way he looks at her yard has completely changed.

A young woman, not yet twenty, who had been here for less than six months, managed to create a vibrant life on the barren land of Northwest China.

Zhou Bingheng stood beside Su Xingmian without saying a word, but his hand, hanging at his side, unconsciously tapped lightly on the seam of his trousers.

That's a little gesture he only makes when he's in a very good mood.

He leaned close to Su Xingmian's ear and lowered his voice, "Was the spring caused by a surge of demonic power?"

Su Xingmian looked up, her eyes bright, "Yes, I did it."

What used to require hiding, no longer needs to be.

She didn't know why, but she felt a little proud and wanted praise.

Zhou Bingheng placed his palm on the back of her head and rubbed it twice.

"Well done."

In the afternoon, the division commander's jeep drove directly to the entrance of the alley.

The division commander got out of the car, still wearing his boots, which were covered in wet mud.

He didn't go inside, but stood at the gate of the courtyard, looking at Su Xingmian. His face, which was imposing without anger, was filled with a smile that he couldn't suppress.

"Comrade Xiao Su, on behalf of the division headquarters and all the soldiers at the foot of Helan Mountain, thank you!"

In front of the entire academy, he gave a perfectly standard military salute.

Su Xingmian quickly dodged.

The division commander lowered his hand, his voice loud and clear.

"That spring, the military region's hydrological experts assessed it, and it's an artesian well with an incredibly stable water flow! I've already submitted a report, and next spring, the 300-mu (approximately 20 hectares) military reclamation farm project will be officially approved! You'll be the chief technical advisor!"

In that instant, an overwhelming torrent of merit surged into Su Xingmian's meridians.

It's more than all the merits I've accumulated before combined.

Her body swayed slightly.

Zhou Bingheng steadily supported her waist from behind.

As the sun was setting, Old Sun set up three large iron pots outside the canteen and stewed most of a lamb bone.

The entire courtyard was filled with people holding bowls, enjoying a continuous feast to celebrate.

Zhou Bingheng pushed a large bowl of cleaned lamb spine to Su Xingmian's side.

"Take a break and have something hot."

Su Xingmian smiled at him, just about to speak.

"Report!"

The messenger rode his old-fashioned bicycle at breakneck speed, the wheels carving a deep crater in the sand.

The car didn't stop, and the person jumped out.

The noisy cafeteria instantly fell silent.

All eyes turned to them.

The messenger ran so fast he was out of breath, and rushed straight to Zhou Bingheng, pulling out two wax-sealed envelopes from his pocket.

He held up the envelope, his voice trembling with urgency.

"Political Commissar Zhou! This was sent simultaneously from the Confidential Office in Beijing and the South China Sea."

"Urgent telegram!"