Reborn in 1965, I can obtain resources just by sweeping the floor.

The rain has stopped and the sky is clear. I feel like I can do it again!

Upon receiving Zhang Cuihua's appointment, Wang Fu felt his life was filled with hope and light. This was the treatment he deserved. You guys are just a bunch of blind fools. Look how insightful Director Zhang is.

Wang Fu's gaze swept over the crowd standing below, finally settling on Su Chen.

Ever since he led Village Chief Yang to search Su Chen's residence on New Year's Eve, Wang Fu has been like a rat crossing the street, and even the three educated youths who came to the countryside with him have ignored him.

He would never forget New Year's Eve, when Su Chen and the others were having a lively New Year's Eve dinner at the educated youth settlement, while he could only hide in the distance and watch them eat and drink.

That wasn't all. After Su Chen left, Wang Fu was thinking of going over to eat some of the leftovers, but they had already cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks, leaving nothing for him.

That wasn't all. That very evening, the three fellow villagers told him that they were cutting ties with him from now on. Now that they see that Director Zhang is giving them important responsibilities, they wonder if they regret it.

Then Wang Fu turned his attention to his three fellow villagers. However, to his surprise, the three of them seemed not to have heard Director Zhang's appointment of him. They were whispering among themselves and did not look at him at all.

"Pretend! I'll show you what pretense is. You're just afraid to look me in the eye now that you've become the vice chairman of the Revolutionary Committee."

"Director Zhang, isn't it a bit too hasty of you to appoint him as deputy director so hastily, after all..."

"Village Chief Yang, this is a matter for our Revolutionary Committee. Your village committee has no right to interfere. In addition, I hope you will cooperate with the Revolutionary Committee and teach these capitalist intellectuals a profound lesson."

Unexpectedly, Zhang Cuihua showed him no respect, which made Yang Dazhuang so angry that he almost jumped up and cursed. They were all from the same township, and everyone knew each other. Zhang Cuihua only managed to curry favor with the director of the township revolutionary committee by reporting their village chief.

The criticism session lasted until noon before it finally ended.

"Director Zhang, I'll take care of it. You can rest for a while. You must have been very busy this morning."

The village committee arranged a place for Zhang Cuihua to stay. Before Zhang Cuihua could even speak, Wang Fu had already pushed open the door and helped with cleaning, fetching water, and starting a fire.

"Yes, Comrade Wang Fu, you must maintain this enthusiasm for the revolution and resolutely fight against capitalism. From now on, the task of supervising those bad elements and reforming their thinking will be entrusted to you. Don't worry, we will not forget your contributions, and I will report the truth to the higher authorities."

"Thank you for your trust, Director Zhang. I will follow your lead and do whatever you ask. Director Zhang, I have a question I would like to raise with you. There are bad people in our village."

“You said that as long as the situation you reported was true, we would report it immediately and we must not let a bad person get away with it. I knew I hadn’t misjudged you. You really didn’t disappoint me.”

Zhang Cuihua's eyes lit up. She hadn't expected to encounter such a great achievement so soon after arriving. If what Wang Fu said was true, and she had managed to expose the bad guys in the village as soon as she arrived, she would become famous in the township. Ideally, the bad guy would be Yang Dazhuang, or a key member of the village committee.

Wang Fu doesn't have the courage to report Yang Dazhuang yet, mainly because he doesn't have much evidence to report.

"Director Zhang, it's like this, three educated youths just came to our village before the New Year, one of them is named Su Chen, he..."

After Wang Fu finished speaking, Zhang Cuihua frowned. She hadn't expected that all her expectations would turn out to be just a lowly educated youth. However, she couldn't let her subordinate down, as she would still need him to fight for her in the future.

“Comrade Wang Fu, the situation you reported is very important, but we can’t alert the enemy. You didn’t find any useful evidence last time, so we have to be careful this time. Keep an eye on Su Chen. As soon as we find evidence of his crimes, we’ll arrest him immediately.”

"I'll give you another task: find several positive and courageous comrades in the village, unite them closely, and let them contribute to the revolution."

"Yes! Promise to complete the mission!"

At this moment, Wang Fu was full of fighting spirit. Going to work in the fields was something only rough people did. He was so smart and capable that the position of deputy director was tailor-made for him. If he could become the director, that would be even better.

For the next period of time, Wang Fu was like a man possessed, swaggering around the village all day long, looking for subordinates while not forgetting the task Zhang Cuihua had given him: to cut off the tail of capitalism.

With so many people in the village, there were bound to be a few oddballs. After about ten days, Wang Fu actually managed to recruit a few of them.

These people followed Wang Fu, using the slogan of cutting off the tail of capitalism and preventing the resurgence of capitalism, and turned the whole village upside down.

"You two keep a close eye on him. If he does anything that undermines socialist development or engages in speculation, arrest him immediately."

Although he had been quite imposing these past few days and had made a name for himself in the village, Su Chen, whom he considered his mortal enemy, was completely unaffected. It was as if all of this had nothing to do with him. He spent his days either chatting at the educated youth settlement or exercising at Hu Xingming's house.

Wang Fu was already impatient. In order to find something to use against Su Chen as soon as possible, he arranged for two people to keep an eye on Su Chen and keep track of his every move and word.

As darkness fell, the two men responsible for monitoring Su Chen nestled against a haystack outside Hu Xingming's courtyard wall.

"Ha! It's fucking cold. That bastard Wang Fu didn't come to keep an eye on things himself, but sent us. He was the first one to jump out. If I had known, I would have been the first one to go. That way, he, an outsider, wouldn't have had a chance to show off."

"That's right, why should we listen to him? We are all fighters for the people, we are all young people of the times with aspirations and strength. If he wants to keep an eye on things, let him do it himself."

The two of them grew angrier and angrier, and finally jumped off the haystack and went straight home.

Sitting cross-legged on the kang (a heated brick bed), Su Chen's consciousness spread out. He saw the two people leave indignantly, and he couldn't help but smile. Then, his whole body gradually became blurry and finally disappeared from the spot.

After these days of continuous learning, I have become more and more familiar with the application of space. There are two ways to enter space: one is to enter space with consciousness, and the other is to enter space with the whole person. The final effect of these two methods is not much different.

"Finally finished planting, now we just wait to see the harvest in ten days."

After obtaining the seeds that day, Su Chen categorized and planted them in the spirit plant garden. As expected of a spirit field, it automatically adjusts the climate required for plant growth based on the seeds planted. At the same time, after observing for a period of time, Su Chen realized that the more than two hundred acres of land in front of him were the lowest grade of spirit fields.

With the speed increased tenfold, a season of wheat and corn had already been harvested. Using the harvested seeds, Su Chen kept a few acres to grow vegetables, and planted corn, wheat, and rice in the remaining spiritual fields.

Fortunately, in this space, Su Chen was like a god, able to complete planting and harvesting with his thoughts. Otherwise, he would have been exhausted just by turning over those two hundred acres of land.

After doing all this, Su Chen picked a tomato, took a bite, and the burst of juice instantly filled his mouth. Delicious, so delicious! The tomatoes grown with technology in later generations don't have this sweet taste.

"Let's try walking on the bridge again and see how many steps we can take this time."

After eating several tomatoes, Su Chen felt a warm current sweep over his body, and the spiritual energy he had just used to plant the spirit field was instantly restored. Only then did he step outside the spirit plant garden and walk to the ancient stone bridge.

A few days ago, Su Chen curiously climbed onto the stone bridge and immediately felt an unusually heavy pressure squeezing in from all directions. Caught off guard, Su Chen was immediately pressed down onto the bridge surface and it took him a long time to recover.

After exiting the space with lingering fear, Su Chen was pleasantly surprised to find that his consciousness had undergone a strange change.