Scientific Travel

As an emperor, he never carried an umbrella when he went out; such a trivial matter was left to his servants to handle.

But he happened to run into a brainless person. Chi Lin took the umbrella and held it up for himself.

Well, it's normal for the people under the Imperial Advisor to be ignorant.

The staircase was built very wide and had barriers around it to prevent people from accidentally falling.

Cui Wuji walked up the stairs, and the people behind him put away their umbrellas, stepped back, and went upstairs from the other side.

The staircases for the fourth and fifth floors are not on the same side, but on adjacent sides.

There are also staircases on the second and third floors, on the other two sides.

The sun-blocking effect is very strong; except for the fifth floor, the remaining four floors, regardless of which side the window faces, are completely shaded.

Whether it's the staircase outside the building or the entire building, it all appears to be made of louvered bricks, but in reality, it's filled with high-quality steel.

These were all inspirations that Cui Wuji got from where Deng Yin lived.

What he didn't know was that the iron plates Deng used to seal the bottom three layers were not made of high-quality steel, but of cypress metal.

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Unaware that he would be promoted next year, Zou Guangyu held a bow and arrow, aiming at the people rowing over.

The arrow flew from the bowstring, cutting through the wind, weaving through the gaps in the hail, and finally piercing through the boat's canopy, striking a person who was rowing.

The people on the ship had never seen anything like it before. The man who was hit by the arrow couldn't even utter a word because the arrow had struck his heart.

Kill with one blow.

The people next to her immediately threw her overboard; useless people left behind would only slow the boat down.

Those with oars rowed, those without rowed with their hands. The areas hit by hail turned purple visibly, but no one dared to stop.

Stopping means death.

Zou Guangyu handed the bow to the person next to her. What she wanted to do was not to kill them all, but to give them a warning.

They either starved to death or surrendered; there was no third option.

Zou Guangyu was, after all, the county magistrate of Xiye City. If he really slaughtered all those people, it would be difficult to explain to him in the future.

The best outcome would be to kill those who started the trouble.

Making an example of someone to warn others serves as a kind of ending.

As Zou Guangyu had predicted, the group ran out of food and died before they could even get close to steal it.

In addition, the situation inside the building is not good. There is a shortage of food, but if the number of people eating is reduced, then the shortage will not be so severe.

Those who kept talking about overthrowing the powerful and wealthy became the new powerful and wealthy.

Food was controlled by these people, while those who lacked both martial prowess and connections could only drink thin porridge for three meals a day.

It's called thin porridge, but it's actually just like rice water, so thin it's practically water.

It's not that no one complains, or that no one resists, but the rules are always in the hands of a minority.

After prolonged periods of hunger, the disparity in strength widened, leaving them with little energy left to even walk a few steps, let alone put up a fight.

Resisting means death, not resisting also means death. When food becomes even scarcer, there might not even be rice gruel left.

But many people don't understand this principle. They are submissive and accept whatever their superiors give them.

Little did they know that the less they resisted, the more their opponent's appetite would grow.

If the bottom line is retreated inch by inch, in the end there will be nothing left.

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This futile struggle, like throwing an egg against a rock, ultimately ended in internal and external troubles.

As food became increasingly scarce, they had to gradually reduce the amount of grain they shared with others, until the last bowl of porridge was so clear that the amount of rice could be counted precisely.

The No. 2 West Tower was impregnable. The people sent there several times before all returned empty-handed. Later, no matter how high the reward was, no one dared to go anymore.

Zou Guangyu didn't make things difficult for the rest of the people, only taking the lives of the leaders, including the three constables.

Traitors have no reason to live.

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The medicinal herbs that had been planted earlier had all grown, and Liu Ding had become very busy during this period. The prescription given by Deng Yin only had the names of the herbs, not the dosage, so Liu Ding had to experiment again and again.

Every medicine has some degree of toxicity, let alone this kind of semi-finished medicine. Although it may not cure any disease, it may cause people to contract various diseases.

The rabbits I kept in the space have already had several litters. These things are really prolific, averaging eight or nine offspring at a time, and they can have a litter every two months or so.

Deng Yin selected a few smaller rabbits for Liu Ding to experiment on, just in case they died from eating them. He decided to test the waters with rabbits first.

Useful, but not very useful.

In any case, Liu Ding could be considered a semi-doctor. Even if he couldn't make a true restorative pill, he couldn't possibly make a poisonous one.

Li Pingyue was not good at healing people, but he was good at poisoning them. He knew best which medicinal herbs would interact with which herbs and what the required proportions were.

Ever since Wang Moyu's meridians began to recover, she has been thinking about finding someone to have a good fight.

Li Pingle couldn't satisfy this idea. His martial arts skills were average. He could handle ordinary people, but compared to Wang Moyu, he was nothing.

Deng Yin had previously mentioned that Liu Ding was highly skilled in martial arts. After learning that she had been having a very difficult time making medicine recently, Li Pingle made a deal with her.

Liu Ding would fight a match with Wang Moyu every day, and Li Pingle would be willing to make medicine with her.

They are even willing to test drugs on themselves.

Liu Ding initially refused; fighting was fine, but testing drugs on herself was unnecessary.

You can only know where the problem lies by experiencing it firsthand. In ancient times, Shennong tasted hundreds of herbs, and now Liu Ding tastes hundreds of pills.

But Li Pingle insisted, saying that he was good at making pills (poison pills are also pills), and even if he couldn't make a real restorative pill, he could never make a pill that would be harmful to the body.

Li Pingle had one more condition: this matter had to be kept secret.

Liu Ding agreed.

Since Li Pingle joined the project, things seem to have suddenly started to go smoothly.

He was indeed quite talented in alchemy, had many unique insights, and would tell Liu Ding which two herbs, in what proportion, would be harmful to people.

This is all based on years of experience.

When combining medicinal herbs, oranges are now more careful with their proportions and are no longer used as boldly as before.

In the past, if a pairing didn't work out, you could just get a different rabbit. Now, if a pairing doesn't work out, you can't just get a different person.

As Deng Yin had said, Liu Ding's martial arts skills were indeed formidable. However, Wang Moyu's incomplete recovery also contributed to the temporary disadvantage.

Wang Moyu fought with increasing ferocity, but Liu Ding, fearing that he might hurt her by using too much force, restrained himself in every move.

Wang Moyu could tell whether she had become stronger or the other party had stopped, and she was very angry.

very angry!

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For a martial arts fanatic, such behavior from the other party is tantamount to belittling him!