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

Consciousness is also known as mental power. After exiting the space, Su Chen discovered that even with his eyes closed, he could clearly visualize the movements within two meters of him, even more clearly than what he could see with his eyes.

This discovery overjoyed Su Chen, as it gave him another way to save his life. He was also pleasantly surprised to find that even when he was inside the space, he could clearly sense information from the outside, although the range of his senses was limited to within two meters.

This change in his mental energy made Su Chen realize that the stone bridge was extraordinary. After many attempts, he finally mastered some of the tricks to stepping onto the stone bridge.

To put it simply, it boils down to two words: perseverance!

Taking a deep breath, Su Chen slowly stepped onto the stone bridge, and immediately a heavy pressure rushed in from all directions.

Having long been familiar with all of this, Su Chen was already prepared, and these first few steps posed little threat to him.

One step... two steps... three steps... four steps...

Even so, Su Chen was always very careful every time he stepped onto the stone bridge, and after each step, he would take a long time to get used to the pressure.

After walking to the seventh step, Su Chen felt that this was the limit he could bear. He stood there quietly, enduring the pressure from all directions. In less than two minutes, sweat began to seep from Su Chen's forehead, and waves of dizziness surged into his heart.

"Hang in there, I can hold on a little longer!"

Although both ten seconds and twenty seconds are called "second men," there is a noticeable difference between staying on this stone bridge for one more second and staying for one less second.

One second...two seconds...three seconds...

Su Chen trembled all over, clenching his teeth, the veins on his forehead almost bursting through his skin.

Finally, Su Chen's figure blurred and disappeared on the stone bridge.

"Huh...huh..."

Su Chen, who appeared on the kang (a heated brick bed), was panting heavily, and it took him more than ten minutes to recover.

He took a towel and wiped the sweat off his body. He closed his eyes and sensed it. He found that the range of his perception had increased. Everything within a 30-meter radius of him could be clearly reflected in his mind. It was like a miniature radar.

"Attention, fellow commune members! After breakfast, proceed to the village committee for a meeting. We have received directives from the highest authorities to urge all commune members to unite and help each other, to focus on revolution and promote production, to resolutely resist the corruption of capitalism, and to absolutely not tolerate anyone..."

At six o'clock in the morning, just as dawn was breaking, Zhang Cuihua's powerful and impassioned voice came through the loudspeaker.

"Why another meeting? There are so many things to do all day long."

"You little brat, shut up! You can say these things at home, but don't say them outside. Be careful that those lackeys don't find a reason to parade you through the streets."

Many young people were quite annoyed when they heard that the brigade was going to have another meeting. They were about to complain when they were given a lecture by the adults at home.

Of course, there were also people who were extremely excited and couldn't wait to have meetings every day, such as Zhao Cuihua and Wang Fu.

When Su Chen finished breakfast and arrived at the village committee compound, Zhao Cuihua, Wang Fu, and others were already sitting in a row on the high platform, while the four elderly people who had been sent down to the countryside knelt there with their heads bowed in front of the platform.

"According to the highest directive, we must be resolute and full of confidence..."

Seeing that most of the people had arrived, Zhao Cuihua began with an inspiring speech, followed by Wang Fu standing up to add a few words.

Time slowly passed, and kneeling on the high platform, Zhao Dezheng felt dizzy and his vision went black as he fell off the platform with a thud.

"Old Zhao! Old Zhao, don't scare me, Old Zhao!"

Watching her husband fall, Zheng Peiran struggled desperately to stand up, but after kneeling for so long, her legs had lost all feeling.

"What are you doing? You bunch of capitalist scoundrels, behave yourselves! You're obviously a cunning and deceitful person, trying to escape the people's judgment using this method. Men, bring him up here. Even if he dies, he'll die on the pillar of historical shame."

Zhang Cuihua didn't care at all whether Zhao Dezheng had actually fainted; all she cared about was whether today's criticism meeting could continue.

"Don't move him. Judging from his condition, he's definitely suffering from hypoglycemia. Village Chief Yang, quickly get some hot water to dissolve this candy in it, or he'll die."

Seeing Zhao Dezheng's pale face, which reminded him of his former colleague who had fallen ill, Su Chen hurriedly went over, took out a few pieces of milk candy from his pocket, unwrapped one and put it in Zhao Dezheng's mouth, while handing the others to Yang Dazhuang.

"Su Chen, what are you doing? Stop it! They are bad elements and should be punished accordingly. You are helping bad people and undermining unity."

Seeing that Su Chen was actually eager to contact these bad elements, Wang Fu felt not worried at all, but rather secretly pleased. After waiting for a while, he saw that Su Chen had already poured a bowl of sugar water down Zhao Dezheng's throat, and then he rushed over shouting.

“Wang Fu, you don’t need to label me. Our counselor once said that our goal is to educate them, to help them reform and return to the people, not to kill them with one blow. I ask you, if someone dies, will you be responsible or will Director Zhang be responsible?”

"Ah! I know, you're doing this so strongly because you want to take this opportunity to report Director Zhang so you can take his place."

"I... Su, don't make false accusations. I didn't. Director Zhang, please listen to me. I absolutely didn't mean that."

Seeing Zhao Dezheng slowly open his eyes, Su Chen stood up, looked coldly at Wang Fu, and said something unhurriedly.

His words were quite alarming, causing Wang Fu to break out in a cold sweat. Although he had the ambition to take over, he couldn't say it in front of so many people, especially with Zhang Cuihua standing there.

He stole a glance at Zhang Cuihua and found that Director Zhang was staring intently at him, as if she really wanted to know if it was true. Startled, he quickly took two steps back, moved closer to Zhang Cuihua, and began to explain with a fawning expression.

"Comrade Wang Fu, don't have any thoughts. I still trust you very much. We won't let a few words from others affect the pure class feelings between us."

"But what this young comrade just said makes sense. Our purpose is to educate them and make them fully realize their mistakes. If they die at the meeting, it will be bad for everyone. Neither you nor I can escape responsibility. Alright, since the person is fine, the meeting will continue."

"Ding! Because of your kind act, Zhao Dezheng was spared a life-threatening crisis, triggering a successful talent change. The reward is mastery of the four classic Chinese medicine texts (Huangdi Neijing, Nan Jing, Shanghan Zabing Lun, Shennong Bencao Jing), mastery of Chinese herbal medicine, mastery of massage, acupuncture, and bone setting, and intermediate level of Western medicine."

As soon as he returned to his seat, the system rewards arrived, though they were all related to medicine. Later, when Su Chen thought about Zhao Dezheng's identity, he wasn't surprised.

Zhao Dezheng was the vice president of Kyoto Medical University, but because his ancestors were imperial physicians, he was reported and sent to the countryside.

People only get good rewards when they do good deeds; look, this is exactly what happened.

At the same time, Su Chen also understood that the more important the person or event that triggers the change, the greater the reward. For example, if you save a beggar, you might be rewarded with rice, flour, and other daily necessities. However, if you change someone with special abilities like Zhao Dezheng, the reward is often related to their abilities.

Around noon, the grand criticism meeting finally came to a successful conclusion. After Zheng Peiran helped Zhao Dezheng slowly walk down from the platform, the couple stopped in front of Su Chen. Perhaps worried about causing trouble for Su Chen, they simply nodded to him and then walked towards the cowshed with their heads down.