She couldn’t help but recall the scene she had seen on the grass a few hours ago, where Chen Tianliang had suddenly disappeared and then reappeared—was she experiencing the sa thing?
Perhaps she would reappear in the next mont?
This thought relaxed Qiao Qingyu a bit; she wiped away the tears and sweat on her face. Standing up, she looked around, finding it eerie that everything looked exactly as it had a mont ago—even the cloud on the horizon that resembled a lotus flower had barely shifted, though its shape had slightly changed.
That ant not much ti had passed, so could she now enter the space?
With determination, Qiao Qingyu pressed her thumb against the red mole on her index finger, but she had never imagined that in just a second, everything before her eyes went dark. Then, suddenly, a vortex erupted with colossal energy. She had no ability to resist, and in an instant, she was sucked into the black vortex.
Qiao Qingyu felt the world spinning, and her body seed as though it were being torn apart, especially deep in her soul where it felt like a giant hand ceaselessly tore at her. The intense pain made her consciousness faint, and all she could see was a haze.
She looked up, and though she could vaguely make out the blue sky, it seed so distant, almost like a different world.
Before Qiao Qingyu could regain her senses, scenes unfolded before her like a movie. Precisely speaking, these were the scenes she saw while standing in the vortex through the murky fog.
Unconsciously, Qiao Qingyu clenched her fists tightly and watched intently.
She saw a Chen Tianliang who seed to be under twenty, standing at the entrance of the Tenghai Research Base. In her mory, Chen Tianliang always frowned, giving him a sowhat gloomy appearance, and she rarely saw him smile. However, the Chen Tianliang in the scene had a smile at the corners of his eyes and eyebrows.
He seed to be talking to a security guard, gesturing and talking, his hair soaked with sweat. His bicycle was on the side, and although the scene was vivid, she couldn’t hear what they were saying.
Qiao Qingyu watched everything breathlessly. She thought that this must certainly be another world. The research base was still rudintary, appearing newly established, without any residential quarters.
Nor were there the subsequent high-rise buildings, asphalt roads, the bustling New City, or the Agricultural Group...
Even the surroundings were desolate. It must be spring—the land was barren like when she first arrived in Xichuan, sparse with patches of green grass barely alive. Occasionally, a few poplar trees could be seen, struggling in the heavy winds and forcing Chen Tianliang to squint his eyes.
Then a figure appeared in the scene, with a cool deanor and an upright posture, very young and handso. But his aura, while steady, was indifferent.
Qiao Qingyu involuntarily clutched her chest—He Xiuyu, it was He Xiuyu.
However, there was no smile on his face; he appeared almost frowning as he listened to Chen Tianliang who, seemingly unaware of He Xiuyu, had a bland and almost estranged expression.
Chen Tianliang continued to speak enthusiastically, gesturing northward, finally prompting young He Xiuyu to raise his eyebrows.
The scene flashed to a desolate hillside, sowhat familiar. Qiao Qingyu scrutinized her surroundings; if only it were covered with green grass, this should be Jiudao Ridge.
Before Qiao Qingyu could think further, many people arrived. They surrounded the hillside and then set up tents, gradually building houses, transporting the mined stones to the Tenghai Research Base.
He Xiuyu had brought his research team, working day and night.
Chen Tianliang also appeared on the screen from ti to ti. He and He Xiuyu had a good relationship; it seed he was eagerly anticipating He Xiuyu’s quick findings.
It was also a world of highly advanced technology, but in the next scene, He Xiuyu’s temples had already turned white.
Qiao Qingyu felt a sharp pain in her chest. At this ti, He Xiuyu looked truly haggard, frail, and lonely, with a perpetual frown of worry between his brows.
He was working desperately, as if he was using his life to do it.
He Xiuyu appeared to be about forty years old; so what about that Qiao Qingyu?
And did this world have her, Qiao Qingyu? Or was this the original world, where the Qiao Qingyu whose body had been taken away stayed by He Xiuyu’s side?
Qiao Qingyu clenched her fists tightly, feeling a boundless rage rising within her.
That despicable, shaless, and malicious Han Liuya, she should have been sent to hell, not rely turned into a fool.
The images flashed continuously, and Qiao Qingyu saw that He Xiuyu was alone in the scenes, holding sothing that looked like a plant seed. This was all too familiar; it was the prototype of the Space Device she had first seen after her fall into the water, which later turned into a red mole and bonded with her in the Seed Laboratory.
So it could be said that He Xiuyu had thoroughly researched the Energy Stone; he used it to advance his research team to an unbelievably high level of technology in another world, and Qiao Qingyu also saw seeds being continuously transported from all around the world to He Xiuyu.
Thus, it could be said that He Xiuyu and her conjecture were correct.
Qiao Qingyu watched that He Xiuyu with a complicated gaze, both familiar and strange.
But the very next mont, as if sensing sothing, a sharp, cold gaze suddenly directed towards her. Qiao Qingyu did not flinch or dodge but stared blankly at that He Xiuyu. The next instant, a flash of white light passed before her eyes, and she involuntarily closed them. When she opened them again, she was surrounded by noisy voices.
A helicopter was parked not far away, with the grass around it flattened to the ground.
Qiao Qingyu could no longer care; she quickly walked towards the collapsed area nearby. A middle-aged woman, also from the technical team, saw Qiao Qingyu moving forward and quickly said, "Qingyu, where are you going?"
"Sister Si, I’m going to check ahead. Don’t worry, I’m fine and won’t cause any disruption." After saying this, Qiao Qingyu didn’t look back but continued to run towards that direction.
After reaching the edge of the pit, the rescue personnel and others had already brought up Chen Tianliang.
Following him were He Xiuyu and the mournful Lu Ye.
Chen Tianliang was directly taken into the helicopter, his deanor peaceful, with a smile at the corners of his mouth and his previously furrowed brow now relaxed, resembling sowhat the Chen Tianliang Qiao Qingyu had seen in the scenes.
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