I'm not a drama god

Chen Ling suddenly realized a very serious problem.

If the Ji Xuan in Shennongjia was Xuan Yujun who traveled back from the future, then the one who accepted the Red Star Power with them should also be Xuan Yujun... In other words, Ji Xuan, who was supposed to obtain the Red Star Power in this era, never went to Shennongjia at all!

No...that's not right. If that's the case, doesn't it mean that the original Lou Yu of this era didn't go to Shennongjia either?

Doesn’t this change history?

Ji Xuan and Lou Yu, who were supposed to obtain the Red Star Will, were replaced by Xuan Yujun and Wujijun, who should not have appeared in this era. Wouldn't the Nine Juns be directly reduced to Seven Juns?

If this is the case, will Xuan Yujun and Wujijun still exist in the future?

"How could this be... Isn't this a paradox?" Chen Ling muttered to himself.

"What's wrong, Director Chen?" Yang Xiao covered the microphone of his phone and asked him in a low voice, "Do you still want to tell Dr. Ji?"

"…Well, let him come too."

After hesitating for a moment, Chen Ling finally gave a reply.

In any case, let's make arrangements according to the original configuration of the Nine Lords first, and talk about other things later... As for Xuan Yujun, Chen Ling currently has no way to contact him, so he can only hope that he can play freely.

Next, Yang Xiao called several other people separately.

After hesitating, they basically gave Yang Xiao an affirmative answer. After all, they had all encountered some things during this period of time. If they could get together and have a good communication, they would undoubtedly feel more at ease.

However, Chu Changqing’s call still didn’t go through... He should still be in the Bitter Forest, unable to return to Earth.

"Director Chen, when I contacted them just now, it seemed that the authorities were with them... After they heard about it, they said they would send people to protect us." Yang Xiao hung up the phone and spoke helplessly.

"That's normal." Chen Ling nodded slightly. "Now that they know your strategic value, and with the current tense global situation, they will definitely prioritize your safety... They didn't force you to go to the capital for a meeting, which is already very good."

They must have seen how Yang Xiao annihilated the Seventh Fleet alone just now. They made this request not because Yang Xiao and others really needed their protection, but because they would feel uneasy if they could not keep track of Yang Xiao and others' whereabouts at all times.

As soon as Yang Xiao hung up the phone, he saw a ship coming from the direction of the country, approaching their location straight away, with its lights flashing in rhythm, as if releasing some kind of information.

"They are here to pick us up." Yang Xiao then realized that he was still blocking the communication signals in this sea area, and immediately waved his hand to disperse them.

As the boat slowly approached, Chen Ling thought for a moment, then slowly backed away from the fence:

"No, they're here to pick you up."

"?" Yang Xiao was stunned. "Director Chen, aren't you going with me?"

"No... I am not a positive image in their eyes now. If I stand with you, it will cause trouble." Chen Ling smiled slightly on his dark face.

"But I will follow you secretly...see you in Shennongjia."

After saying this, the man in red robe opened his arms, tilted his head back, fell into the vast ocean, and disappeared without a trace.

When Yang Xiao saw this scene, he didn't even have time to say anything he wanted to say to persuade them. When he turned around, the ship had already come near him.

Figures were standing by the ship, looking at Yang Xiao who was standing alone on the American destroyer with awe.

……

"Lou Yu!"

A majestic call came from behind, and the frail young man who had just walked to the cafeteria door was slightly shocked.

He subconsciously turned around and bent deeply towards the old man with a black leather bag on his waist. The pair of old black-framed glasses that had been stretched to size on his nose slid slightly and almost fell to the ground.

Lou Yu immediately held up his glasses with his hand, lowered his head and whispered:

"…Dean."

"Lou Yu, what's wrong with you?" The dean frowned. "It's been so long, why hasn't the project I gave you last made any progress? Do you know how much research funding the CEO of Golden Mantis has invested in our institute for this project?

The situation outside is chaotic now, and Gold Mantis is considering abandoning the project. If you can't produce results, let alone whether we can get the final payment, we may have to return all the research funds we have received... Do you want so many people in our institute to starve?"

"I'm really sorry, Dean." Lou Yu bent down even lower. "The ultra-low-cost paint material they want is too difficult to develop... I have tried many directions, but the environmental protection indicators do not meet the national requirements..."

"Didn't I tell you? Environmental indicators are not a problem... Gold Mantis has its own connections. As long as you can keep the costs down, everything else will be easy to solve."

"But the dean..."

"Okay, I'll give you three days. If you can't develop it within these three days, I'll hand the project over to someone else... and you can forgo all the subsidies for this year."

The old man waved his hand and was about to leave, but suddenly he seemed to remember something and turned back:

"Oh, by the way, I read your paper on new aerospace materials last time. It's pretty good. Recently, my nephew has just transferred to our institute. I plan to let him join your research group...Is it okay for him to be the first author of your paper?"

Lou Yu was stunned, "Dean, then I..."

"I know you have done a lot of work to sort out the materials for this paper, but you also know that it is not easy to publish a paper nowadays. It is not just about how well you write. The boundary between good and bad lies in whether you are a good person... My nephew has just transferred here, and he just needs one more paper to pass this year's assessment. Can you help him?

You are still young, and there are plenty of opportunities. You can just be the second author for now, and there will be room for improvement in the future!"

The dean patted Lou Yu on the shoulder, gave him an encouraging smile as an elder, then turned around and walked out of the institute with his briefcase.

Lou Yu was silent for a long time, and finally he sighed, shook his head and walked into the cafeteria...

"Auntie, give me some spicy and sour shredded potatoes."

"Xiao Lou, would you like another meat dish?" The auntie serving the food asked kindly when she saw him.

"No, Aunt Xu, it's the end of the month and my subsidy is almost used up." Lou Yu adjusted his black-framed glasses and smiled embarrassedly.

"You kid... you spend all your time in the lab, using your brain so much, and you don't eat much. Look how thin you have become." While talking, the aunt secretly scooped a large spoonful of braised pork and eggplant for him when no one was around, and stuffed it into Lou Yu's plate, "It doesn't count as money."

"Thank you Aunt Xu." Lou Yu looked at the plate full of dishes, his eyes filled with emotion.

After saying that, he poured himself a bowl of winter melon soup, took a small bag of free pickled mustard tubers, and walked to his seat in the restaurant.