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

Gradually, Su Chen began to feel countless tiny air currents around him, flying back and forth in space like sprites without any pattern.

Guided by the Xuanhuang Qi-Guiding Technique, several thin streams of air slowly approached Su Chen.

"Is this Qi? What is this thing made of?!"

Subtle air currents kept probing Su Chen's body, as if searching for an entrance.

Just when success seemed imminent, Su Chen lost focus, and the air currents vanished into thin air.

"Holy shit! (referring to a type of plant)"

Frustrated at failing at the last minute, Su Chen cursed under his breath, then held his breath and began to circulate the Xuanhuang Qi-Guiding Technique.

Not long after, that feeling returned, and this time Su Chen dared not be careless in the slightest.

The air currents around me increased, intertwining and merging together.

As Su Chen repeatedly circulated the Xuanhuang Qi-Guiding Technique, he suddenly felt a series of stinging pains on his skin. His previously closed pores suddenly opened up, and the Qi that had been floating on the surface of his body seemed to have found its home and quickly entered Su Chen's body.

pain!

It felt like steel needles were piercing his body. Su Chen gritted his teeth, and cold sweat dripped from his forehead onto the ground.

After about ten minutes, the previously wandering airflow became orderly, flowing along the meridians and all heading towards the dantian.

One strand...; two strands... three strands...

As more and more airflow enters the dantian, a ball of air the size of a grain of rice quickly condenses and then slowly grows larger.

As the energy cluster in his dantian continued to grow, Su Chen's body became like a dried-up sponge, constantly absorbing the airflow from the space, eventually forming an airflow vortex above his head.

The diameter of the vortex grew larger and larger, from a dozen centimeters at the beginning to tens of meters, hundreds of meters, and finally reached a diameter of a kilometer.

More than two hours later, the vortex above his head disappeared, and the small ball of energy in his dantian, which was originally the size of a grain of rice, eventually grew to the size of a fist.

call!

Exhaling a breath of stale air, Su Chen opened his eyes and stared at his lower abdomen, where a ball of white energy was quietly suspended.

"Is this what internal martial arts refer to as 'qi'? How do you use this thing?"

"It doesn't seem to be working. If I had known this would happen, I wouldn't have bothered cultivating for so many days."

After trying several methods, the Qi ball in his dantian showed no reaction whatsoever, and in the end, Su Chen had no choice but to temporarily abandon the idea of ​​using it.

……

"Beep! Beep!"

The Mid-Autumn Festival had just ended, and Village Chief Yang was arranging the corn harvest in the open space at the village entrance when a large truck approached from a distance.

"Village Chief Yang quickly organized a meeting for the villagers. This meeting was chaired by Director Zhang Ping of the County Revolutionary Committee and Comrade Xiao Changfu, Director of the Township Revolutionary Committee. In addition, these bad elements will receive education and reform in your village from now on..."

After the truck stopped, several people got off, and Deputy Township Head Qian Cheng jogged up to Yang Dazhuang.

"What... Mayor Qian, are you sure you're not mistaken? Didn't Secretary Jia say at the meeting a while ago that there were no more slots for our village this year? How come so many people have been sent here again?"

Inside the truck were about a dozen disheveled and haggard-looking bad elements. Each of them had a large sign hanging around their neck and a hat about a meter tall made of white paper on their head. At first glance, one might think that it was just a criticism meeting being held in the village.

"Village Chief Yang, this is what Secretary Jia meant. He said that Village Chief Yang is conscious and capable, and he believes that with your help and education, these people will clearly recognize their mistakes, actively reform their thinking, and strive to return to the people's embrace as soon as possible. He also said..."

"Damn it... he's a real scoundrel. I have to go find him. We agreed that if we handed over all the high-quality wheat, our village wouldn't get a spot. Now, we've just gotten the wheat, and he's sent us a dozen or so thugs. Is this how you bully people?"

After listening to Qian Cheng's account, Yang Dazhuang gritted his teeth and cursed a couple of times before turning around to go to the township to settle accounts with Jia Mingde.

"Hey! Hey! Old Yang, calm down. Secretary Jia isn't in the township right now. He went to the county to report on his work. Look, the comrades from the Revolutionary Committee are still waiting. Why don't you hurry up and arrange for a criticism meeting?"

Seeing Yang Dazhuang's outburst, Qian Cheng grabbed his arm. At this moment, he understood why Liu Xiangyang refused to come and instead sent him. He cursed Liu Xiangyang inwardly, but he dared not let Yang Dazhuang go to the village. If they ran into Jia Mingde and started arguing, it would be bad for everyone.

"Uncle Yang, Uncle Yang, calm down. Look at the identities of those people. It's a good thing that they're coming to our village. I'll talk to you later. I'll go and bring Zhao Dezheng and Wu Jian'an over."

Seeing that Yang Dazhuang was still relentless, Su Chen moved closer to Yang Dazhuang and whispered a few words in his ear.

Su Chen noticed these people as soon as they arrived. It wasn't hard to tell their identities from the badges on their chests. Half of them were professors from agricultural universities. These people were valuable; normally, your small village couldn't even invite them.

"Xiao Chen, do I look like this?"

“Professor Zhao, you’re a bad element, you’re here to suffer. No, no, use soot from the bottom of the pot, and grab a handful of dirt. Yes! Yes! Do it like this.”

Zhao Dezheng, Wu Jian'an, and the other three were in a flurry of activity. Ever since Yang Dazhuang became the director of the Kaoshantun Revolutionary Committee, the four of them had basically never experienced hardship. Today, they were suddenly asked to attend a criticism meeting, and they really couldn't adapt to it for a while.

Putting everything else aside, their clean clothes and rosy cheeks made them look nothing like people undergoing re-education by poor and lower-middle peasants. In desperation, Su Chen found some soot from the bottom of a pot and some mud from the ground and smeared it on the faces of the four people.

"Uncle Yang, these are some wild game I have stored at home. Have someone prepare them. I'll go into the woods to get some things for Director Xiao and the others to take away."

Su Chen brought Zhao Dezheng and the others to the village committee, then went to Yang Dazhuang's side and handed him a few wild rabbits and two pheasants.

"You...can this really work? There are county leaders here today, what if..."

"Uncle Yang, don't worry. Nobody's going against meat right now. If our village wants to stay safe, we still need the support of the Revolutionary Committee. Just listen to me."

After a slight hesitation, Yang Dazhuang nodded and handed the items to the village accountant.

"boom!"

"boom!"

Two muffled gunshots rang out from afar, startling everyone in the meeting.

"Director Zhang, Director Xiao, don't worry, this is definitely..."

"Oh, Village Chief Yang, why are you being so polite? We're all doing this for the sake of the revolution. This is just this once, but please don't do it again next time. Since Village Chief Yang has made all the preparations, then Director Zhang, we'll just go along with it..."

"Alright then, Village Chief Yang, I won't criticize you this time. But next time, you mustn't do it again."

Upon hearing that the village had prepared wild game to entertain them, Xiao Changfu and Zhang Ping had long lost interest in the meeting.

The criticism meeting, which was originally supposed to last until midnight, ended abruptly at 11:00.

"Director Zhang, Director Xiao, Township Head Qian, your arrival was so sudden this time that we weren't prepared at all. We only have this little bit of wild game; we hope you don't mind..."

The group looked at the rabbit meat and pheasant stew with mushrooms on the table, their mouths watering. They thoroughly enjoyed the meal.

"Village Chief Yang, those few bad elements are yours to handle..."

They devoured everything on the table in a flash. As they left, Xiao Changfu patted Yang Dazhuang on the shoulder and said something with his eyes half-closed.

"Director Xiao, don't worry, I guarantee I'll keep these people completely under control. Oh, and we were lucky today; we shot two roe deer in the woods. I've already had them loaded onto the truck..."

"Oh dear, I can't accept this. Village Chief Yang, you're so kind. Please report any issues to your superiors promptly in the future."

Peeking into the carriage, Xiao Changfu, Zhang Ping, and the others nodded in satisfaction before getting into the car and driving away.