A Farm Girl: Three Acres of Fertile Land Can Be Exchanged for a Country

Wutong was certain that he was very ill, so after he left, he had someone find a doctor from Phoenix City to treat him.

She was supposed to stay with him, but Wenxin absolutely refused, saying that she was no longer a child and that a little cold was nothing to her.

If she insists on coming along, then he won't let the doctor examine her.

Having no other choice, Wutong had to leave him and the doctor behind while she went to the prison again.

Lu Yisheng had been suffering terribly these past few days, probably the worst he had ever experienced in his life. At his advanced age, he was huddled in filthy straw, infested with lice, and had lost all his teeth, leaving only bare gums. Fortunately, the jailers brought him plain porridge every day, so he didn't need his teeth.

During the first day of interrogation, Wutong broke one of his leg bones. The doctor has already set it, but he still can't walk and his leg is wrapped in thick gauze.

After asking for so many days without getting any results, Wutong was actually starting to consider giving up.

But what she saw today completely dispelled that idea.

Lu Yisheng is lying to her.

She walked over to Lu Yisheng and nudged him.

He woke up from his dream, a little impatient.

"Didn't I already ask you today? Or are you addicted to sadism and find torturing people fun?"

Wutong ignored his sarcasm and coldly asked:

"You're telling me you have no way to travel back in time?"

“That’s right.” Lu Yisheng propped himself up with one hand and sat up, leaning against the wall.

Wutong asked, "What's going on with the machines in the Buddhist hall?"

Lu Yisheng froze, his eyes visibly widening as he murmured in surprise.

"He actually said it..."

Wutong didn't hear her clearly and frowned as she asked, "What did you say?"

Lu Yisheng clenched his teeth and raised his head, saying, "I said there's another fool who doesn't care about his life and deliberately walks down a dead end."

Wutong didn't understand what he meant. After thinking for a moment, she asked someone to bring over the branding iron.

"I don't want to waste any more time with you. The VCR is right there. Are you willing to activate it or not?"

The soldering iron sizzled and emitted an indescribable pungent smell, like metal burning.

Lu Yisheng was at least half a meter away from it, but he could clearly feel the heat emanating from it, so he moved to the side.

"It's no use me agreeing. This racing machine took me decades to build according to the blueprints. Many functions are incomplete. At best, it's just a simplified version, and the performance is very unstable."

"You tried it?" Wutong said, "Those people who came to the modern world to kill me, you sent them, didn't you?"

Lu Yisheng smiled, as if he were very proud.

“I trained them a lot, but unfortunately, this time machine is not capable of point-to-point teleportation. It was supposed to kill you back then, but you still managed to escape.”

"What about them? Did they stay there forever?"

"Probably," Lu Yisheng said nonchalantly. "If they can't find a way to travel through time locally, they'll stay in that world until they die of old age."

The sycamore tree fell into deep thought.

Lu Yisheng grinned, his toothless mouth smirking as he looked at her mockingly.

"My savior queen, are you planning to sacrifice yourself to save the world again? You'd better think this through carefully. Even if I help you turn on the machine, you don't know where you'll end up. You might end up in a strange world, growing old and dying alone, haha."

His laughter was hoarse and grating, like sandpaper rubbing against glass, sending chills down one's spine.

Wutong didn't say a word in response to his mockery, but instead grabbed the branding iron and pressed it into his palm.

The laughter instantly turned into screams, and Lu Yisheng could no longer feel smug.

With a clang, the branding iron was thrown to the ground, and Wutong walked out of the prison.

Standing in the vast palace, she was surrounded by paths in all directions, yet she didn't know which way to go, just like her current state of mind.

If I could travel back to the time when I first traveled to the West, I could stop myself from arriving in the Great Western Dynasty right after graduating from university. That way, I could salvage everything and restore the world to its original state.

Theoretically speaking, this method is the most effective and also the only feasible one.

However, the dangers involved are far too great, and many other problems are lurking within.

For example, who should be the time traveler? The person who goes back in time to stop her must be someone who knows that world inside and out; otherwise, just adapting to the environment would be too much for him.

For example, who will operate the machine? Lu Yisheng is the developer of the machine and the only person who knows how to use it, but what if he tampers with it?

If I travel back in time, how will I get back? Do I really have to abandon everything here and live out my days alone over there?

Many questions lingered in her mind, with no solutions in sight, while the gloomy mountain loomed overhead, making her head feel like it was about to explode.

Looking into the distance, she thought of Duan Fufeng and decided to talk to him.

Wutong had his guards prepare a carriage for him and went to the military camp outside the city. Along the way, he found that Phoenix City was no longer as chaotic as when they had attacked it. The streets had returned to order, and there were vendors doing business, shops that were open for business, and children playing everywhere... It was thriving.

Many things are only realized as precious after they are lost.

However, if Haoshan is not closed soon, even Phoenix City will become barren.

She quickened her pace and arrived at the military camp, telling the guards that she wanted to see Duan Fufeng.

He has been busy dealing with military matters these past few days, and he doesn't get home to rest until very late each day.

The soldier told her that Duan Fufeng had gone to the Central Plains Army's camp and had not yet returned.

After thinking about it, she guessed that the other party was probably preparing to take over the Central Plains Army and the Eastern Qi Army, and to quickly obtain all the information to facilitate the future retreat, so she gave up the plan to find him, so as not to bother him.

But since we've already come out, it would be a shame to go back like this.

Wutong stuck her head out of the car window, looked at Haoshan Mountain in the distance, and decided to go up there for a walk.

Ever since Lu Yisheng was placed under house arrest by Wenxin, the Haoshan project was forced to stop. After General Nan attacked Phoenix City, Duan Fufeng immediately sent men to dismiss all the workers and foremen and send them home.

So when Wutong parked the car at the foot of the mountain and looked up, what she saw was a Haoshan that was completely different from what she had seen before.

So tall and so empty, all sorts of huge equipment sit there unused. The cable car lies at the foot of the mountain, covered with a thick layer of black coal dust, as if it has been forgotten by the world.

The only constants are the pungent smell of sulfur in the air and the scorching heat emanating from the mountains.

The shoes felt like they would burn through the mud at any moment, and the dazzling firelight on the mountaintop hurt my eyes if I looked at it for more than a few seconds.

Volcanic eruptions may eventually subside, but how long will this fire continue to burn?

Wutong closed her eyes, as if she could hear the crackling sound of burning coal, so awe-inspiring.

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