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The fifth basement level of Base 001 was deathly silent.

The green light that was powerful enough to trigger a nuclear explosion warning did not explode with the earth-shattering force that everyone had expected.

On the contrary, it was too quiet.

Like a drop of ink falling into a vast ocean, the rich vitality melted away silently the moment it touched the teleportation platform.

It seeped into the ground and disappeared.

Ten minutes have passed.

Twenty minutes have passed.

The various values ​​on the monitoring screen were as stable as a straight line, without the slightest fluctuation.

Li Guobang was startled when the cigarette in his hand had already burned down to the filter and burned his fingers. He then stubbed out the cigarette in the ashtray.

His breathing was somewhat rapid, a kind of stress response after extreme tension.

"Old Chen..."

Li Guobang's voice was hoarse, with a hint of barely concealed trembling and doubt.

"This...that's it?"

He pointed to the motionless satellite cloud image, his eyes bloodshot.

"Could Laozi be trying to fool us with fakes?"

"That's a law! A law of the 'Revival of All Things' level! How come there wasn't even a sound?"

"Even throwing a firecracker should produce a puff of smoke, right?"

Li Guobang became anxious.

He was not only anxious, but also afraid.

I fear that this will only lead to empty joy, and that the newly ignited hope for national food security will turn into a bubble at this moment.

Chen Xi sat on the sofa, still holding the chipped enamel mug.

He gently blew away the tea leaves on the water's surface, his movements slow and deliberate, as if he weren't in a top-secret base, but rather basking in the sun at the entrance of his own alley.

"Old Li, you're too impetuous."

Chen Xi raised his eyelids, and in his dark eyes was a depth that Li Guobang could not understand.

"Who told you that the arrival of spring has to be earth-shattering?"

"It nourishes things silently."

Chen Xi put down his teacup and tapped his fingers lightly on the table in a rhythmic pattern.

"The real miracle is never destruction, but rebirth."

"Destruction only requires a moment of explosion."

"But the new students..."

Chen Xi turned his head and looked at the rows of dark surveillance screens, a confident smile appearing on his lips.

"It takes a little patience."

Li Guobang opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something.

Just then.

The piercing red alarm didn't sound; instead, a nearly distorted scream came from the communications channel.

"Report! Report to command center!"

"This is the monitoring station on the edge of the Taklamakan Desert in Northwest China! I am Liu Qiang, the station chief!"

"Something terrible has happened! Something drastic!"

The image on the big screen switched instantly.

The man, whose face was always covered in yellow sand even when he wore goggles, was now taking off his goggles and staring intently at the camera.

His expression was contorted, a mixture of extreme terror and extreme... ecstasy.

"Don't panic! Explain clearly! Have you encountered a sandstorm?"

Li Guobang grabbed the microphone and roared.

"No...it's not a sandstorm..."

Liu Qiang swallowed hard, his voice trembling like a leaf in the wind.

"It's...it's grass."

"Damn?" Li Guobang was stunned.

"Commander! Look at the satellite image! Look quickly!"

As Liu Qiang roared, the technicians quickly turned the satellite camera around.

next second.

In the entire command hall, everyone held their breath.

The northwestern landscape, which was originally a barren and desolate expanse of yellow, was now covered in scorching yellow leaves, a symbol of desolation and death.

A touch of tender green is spreading wildly at a speed that defies common sense in biology and the laws of physics.

That was truly "madness".

The camera zooms in.

On the Gobi Desert, which has been cracked for thousands of years, in the hard, saline-alkali soil.

Countless tender green seedlings broke through the rocks and gravel, stubbornly and domineeringly pushing their way out.

They are not growing.

They are charging.

In one second, it sprouts.

Two seconds, the leaf unfolds.

Three seconds, one foot taller!

Those pasture grasses that could only survive with careful nurturing in greenhouses are now like wild beasts on stimulants, dancing wildly in the wind and sand.

"This is too much..."

Su Qingge covered her mouth, tears streaming uncontrollably down her face.

"This is not scientific...this does not conform to the law of conservation of energy at all..."

"That's science."

Chen Xi stood up and walked to the large screen.

He looked at the rapidly expanding green ocean, his eyes showing not much surprise, but only a calm acceptance of having taken control of the situation.

"When rules supersede material things, miracles become the norm."

But this is just the beginning.

Immediately afterwards, reports from all over the country poured in like snowflakes.

"Report from the black soil region of Northeast China! Soybeans have sprouted! And this is minus twenty degrees Celsius!"

"Report from the Jiangnan water towns! The late rice... the late rice is ripe?! We just planted it yesterday!"

"Report from Henan wheat-producing areas! The wheat ears... the wheat ears are as big as corn cobs! And they haven't lodged! The stalks are as hard as wire!"

The entire land of China.

It was as if I heard a rallying cry from ancient times.

At this moment, all the plants and all the crops began their celebration.

That was a "Revival of All Things" law that Lao Tzu casually grasped, and after thousands of years of sedimentation, it was the most affectionate gift to this land.

Li Guobang slumped into a chair.

He looked at the vibrant green on the screen, and at the surveillance footage of old farmers kneeling on the ridges of the fields, wailing and crying.

This old general, who had been a man of iron will his whole life, also had tears in his eyes at this moment.

His hands were shaking so badly that he couldn't even hold the microphone.

"We won't go hungry..."

"The people of China... will never go hungry again..."

Li Guobang murmured to himself, his voice choked with emotion.

"This isn't just grass...this is our lifeline."

Chen Xi turned around and looked at Li Guobang, who was weeping uncontrollably.

He didn't offer any comfort or hand over any tissues.

Because he knew that these tears had to be shed.

That was the fear of hunger that had weighed on the hearts of this nation for thousands of years, which was completely released at this moment.

"Old Li."

Chen Xi picked up the teacup and took a small sip.

"Let's broaden our perspective."

"This is not just about solving the problem of food and clothing."

Chen Xi pointed to the wheat on the screen that looked as tall as trees, a cold smile curving his lips.

"In the past, others used chips to strangle us and oil to choke us."

"Now."

"We want to turn food into a weapon that is more deterrent than nuclear bombs."

"Who dares to bare their teeth?"

"I cut off his food supply so he would know what it means to 'every grain is hard-earned'."

Li Guobang raised his head and looked at that young and arrogant figure through his blurry, tear-filled eyes.

the first time.

He felt that this young man, who was called a "shady businessman," actually possessed the demeanor of a national hero.