Names: Uncle Zhao Mengsheng, Father-in-law Pei Yihong

that's it.

After years of dormancy and dozens of iterations of improvement, a new domestic soybean variety that is tolerant of poor soil and has a high and stable yield was finally successfully developed before the autumn harvest.

Guo Changyi, who is usually calm, composed, and rarely shows his emotions, was unusually excited.

Having worked in the seed industry for decades, he knows all too well what these dozen or so soybean plants mean.

At that time, China's soybean seed industry was subject to foreign control for a long time, with overseas giants monopolizing germplasm resources and holding soybean seeds by the throat.

This batch of new soybean varieties is not just simple soybeans, but a hope for a breakthrough in China's seed industry.

Guo Changyi squatted down and harvested the bean pods one by one.

He put each soybean into the black canvas bag he carried with him.

Guo Changyi hopped on his old-fashioned bicycle, humming, "Today is a good day..."

Walking, walking.

The two sides were covered with miscellaneous trees, casting dappled shadows as dusk settled.

Six dark figures suddenly darted out from the roadside woods and blocked the road.

Six street thugs, who roam the countryside year-round, causing trouble, always carrying knives and with menacing expressions.

The leader of the thugs stepped forward, knife pointed at Guo Changyi. "Old man, get off. Leave your bicycle, phone, wallet, and the bag in your hand. Save your life and get out of here. Don't fucking cause trouble."

Guo Changyi instinctively clutched the canvas bag tightly to his chest, his back ramrod straight.

The seed cannot retreat even half a step.

He looked up at the group of thugs, his expression calm and without fear.

"Young man, money is just an external thing. Take all the cash, my cell phone, and this bicycle I have on me, leave me nothing."

I only ask one thing of you: leave this bag to me.

There's no money inside, just some seeds. They're useless to you, but they're very important to the country and its people.

I'm begging you.

The pleading of the vulnerable will not earn them any goodwill.

The worst thing that thugs do is bully the civilized.

A thug beside him gripped a sharp knife, stepped forward, and said menacingly, "Old man, stop playing dumb! What seed is more valuable than a life?"

"If you don't let go, I'll bleed you dry!"

Before he could finish speaking, he rudely stepped forward and snatched the canvas bag from Guo Changyi's arms.

Another thug rummaged through Guo Changyi's pocket and found a second-hand mobile phone, a little over a hundred yuan, and a watch with a cracked screen.

The leader of the thugs quickly searched the bag and found that the layers of paper contained only soybeans, nothing of value. His face instantly turned menacing.

I had planned to rob someone under the cover of darkness to make a quick buck, but I didn't get much and felt like I'd been played.

He glanced up at the refined and slender Guo Changyi, a ruthless glint in his eyes, "Damn it, bad luck."

The old man saw our faces; keeping him around would always be a problem.

Brothers, dig a hole, bury him, and that will be the end of it.

A single word can decide life or death.

A thug raised his knife high, the cold blade gleaming in the twilight, aiming straight for Guo Changyi's neck.

In that split second between life and death, Guo Changyi remained completely still.

He dedicated his life to the land, witnessing famine, reduced yields, and the suffering of farmers who had no harvest.

In his eyes, personal life, death, honor, and disgrace were insignificant compared to the food supply for countless families and the foundation of the agricultural industry.

He gazed at the group of desperate men before him, his voice hoarse and low, carrying an almost tragic calm. "My old life is worthless. Kill me or do with me as you please."

But the seeds in the bag must not be destroyed.

If you are unwilling to return it to me, please send it to the Academy of Agricultural Sciences and hand it over to the researchers.

These are brand new domestically produced soybean seeds that can increase and stabilize yields, providing farmers with additional income.

Food security ensures the well-being of the people.

When the people are at peace, the world is at peace.

This packet of seeds is a hundred times more valuable than my life.

"Ergou, wait, don't use the knife." The leader of the thugs, with a blade of grass dangling from his mouth, said, "Old man, you should have said so earlier, or I would have given you a quick death. Hand me over to the Academy of Agricultural Sciences, ptooey! Let the police arrest me."

Damn it, I'm not stupid at all.

If I sell to foreigners, I can make a lot of money.

Hahaha.

"Am I smart?"

Guo Changyi picked up a tree branch from the roadside and roared, "You beast, you traitor, may you die a horrible death!"

The leader of the thugs waved his hand, "Er Gou, take him down. Hahaha!"

At the critical moment.

boom!

A gunshot rang out.

The twilight in the countryside was suddenly torn apart.

From the shadows of the trees, a tall and sharp figure strode out.

The young Qi Tongwei was dressed in civilian clothes, holding a gun in his hand, calm and composed.

In his previous life, he was the director of the Public Security Bureau of Handong Province, and he knew a little about some major cases and even some confidential cases in the country.

Guo Changyi fell victim to the assailants' hacking, a star's fall for the domestic soybean industry.

Now that I've been reborn, I must change all of this.

A single, precise shot wounded the knife-wielding assailant, who fell to the ground.

Seeing that their scheme had been exposed, the remaining five thugs did not flee, knowing that no one can outrun a bullet.

Driven by ferocity, they grabbed sharp knives and charged forward, determined to make a desperate gamble.

Qi Tongwei's face remained cold, showing no sign of panic.

He had only three bullets left in his gun, and after firing one shot, he only had two left.

boom!

boom!

Two gunshots rang out in quick succession, each hitting its mark, and the two thugs at the forefront fell to the ground one after the other.

The remaining three men went completely berserk. Seeing that their guns were out of bullets, they charged forward with their knives.

Qi Tongwei swung out his nunchucks.

In just a few dozen seconds, there were several muffled thuds.

All three thugs fell to the ground, suffering from sprains and bruises, and were no longer able to fight back.

Qi Tongwei quickly stepped forward, "Are you alright?"

"Young man, thank you." Guo Changyi, who had just escaped death, didn't have time to think about the lingering fear. He immediately rushed to the canvas bag on the ground, tears streaming down his face. "The soybeans are still here, the seeds are still here."

For him, this was not just a simple survival; it was about preserving years of hard work and the hope for local agriculture.

The past has come to an end.

"That early autumn, I practically walked through the gates of hell. Tongwei not only saved my life, but also saved this batch of domestically produced high-quality seeds, rescuing the spark of self-reliance in the seed industry." Guo Changyi excitedly grasped Qi Tongwei's hand, looking around at everyone, "You ask me, does Qi Tongwei understand soybean breeding? He doesn't understand scientific research theory, nor does he understand germplasm improvement. But he is brave and responsible. So I want to say that Qi Tongwei is an undisputed hero of our domestic soybean industry. I want to share some of my honor with Tongwei."

Gao Yuliang was proud of Qi Tongwei. "Tongwei, I never expected you to do something so great."

"Wait a minute! How come I've never heard of something this important? And what about those six desperados?" Li Dakang scratched his head, searched on his phone, but couldn't find anything. He was completely bewildered.

"Some cases involve classified information and cannot be made public. All of them will be sentenced to death and executed in the autumn." Guo Changyi's eyes lit up as he said this.

It was during the court hearing that Qi Tongwei testified that the six people planned to sell the seeds to foreigners.

He was sentenced to death and executed immediately by firing squad.