At 11:30, Shen Yanming and Bi Qiaoan, dressed in thin cotton pajamas and plastic slippers, carrying a small stool and a basin, went out without an umbrella.

As usual, the two of them took a detour to Qingning Mountain. Bi Qiaoan and Shen Yanming set out the small stools and basins one by one, and then sat side by side on the stools, waiting for midnight to arrive.

The dense raindrops never stopped, but every day at this time, the rain would change. It would feel incredibly comfortable when it dripped on your skin, without any chill. Moreover, both of their spaces would absorb a huge amount of energy, and the spaces would undergo visible changes every day.

Bi Qiaoan linked arms with Shen Yanming and asked, "Do you think we can still absorb the energy from the rain if we don't have a space?"

Shen Yanming shook his head. "I don't know. After all, no one would go out in the rain in the middle of the night. Even if one or two people happen to go out in the rain, they either don't notice anything unusual or they keep quiet after they notice something unusual."

Suddenly remembering something, Bi Qiaoan hurriedly pulled Shen Yanming and said, "Yanming, quickly get me a few mushroom bags. I want to scatter them in the soil and see if mushrooms can grow."

After hearing this, Shen Yanming used the two people's bodies as cover to take out two mushroom bags from his space and hand them to Bi Qiaoan.

Bi Qiaoan opened the mushroom bag and evenly spread the culture medium and mycelium around herself. After she finished, Bi Qiaoan muttered to herself, "Why didn't I think of that before? I wasted so much energy rain."

Shen Yanming comforted Bi Qiaoan, "We don't even know if we can grow mushrooms like this."

"We'll find out in a couple of days. The mushroom bags will produce mushrooms in just a few days. Maybe with the nourishment of the energy rain, their growth cycle will be shorter and the yield will be greater. And maybe the mushrooms in the energy rain will also retain energy."

Shen Yanming thought for a moment and said, "What you said is quite possible. I remember in my previous life, the fruit tasted especially good after the rain stopped."

Bi Qiaoan was thrilled upon hearing this, "If mushrooms can really grow, then let's plant mushrooms every day from now on! Mushrooms grow the fastest!"

"Sure, we can keep some of the mushrooms we pick to dry and store in the kitchen as a cover. Also, we shouldn't pick them all; if other people in the neighborhood are interested, they can take some back as a dish."

Bi Qiaoan, however, was not optimistic. "I think it's unlikely that they will be able to come out to pick mushrooms. On the one hand, no one wants to come out in the rain. On the other hand, everyone is quite wary of poisonous mushrooms. Even if they find mushrooms on Qingning Mountain, I'm afraid they will just treat them as poisonous mushrooms."

“They shouldn’t be mistaken for poisonous mushrooms. The mushroom bags I took contain the most common oyster mushrooms and shiitake mushrooms,” Shen Yanming continued. “The Qinghua Kingdom’s higher-ups are already taking action. They might mobilize everyone to go up the mountains and down to the sea to find food and stockpile grain in a while.”

Soon, the energy rain ended. After collecting the rainwater and storing it in their spatial storage, the two carried a small stool and a plastic basin towards Building 6 in Area B.

When they reached the ground floor of Building 6, Shen Yanming and Bi Qiaoan put their things on the ground, wrung out the rainwater from their clothes and trouser legs, and then took the elevator back to their apartment.

After the two of them took a hot shower and changed into clean pajamas, it was already three in the morning.

According to the usual schedule, it should be time to sleep, but today Bi Qiaoan pulled Shen Yanming into the planting space. "I feel that my connection with the space is deeper, and I always feel that something different has appeared in the space."

Shen Yanming followed Bi Qiaoan's gaze and looked into the distance. In the white mist, there seemed to be a mountain.

Shen Yanming pulled Bi Qiaoan toward the white mist. After walking for about 15 minutes, they finally reached the white mist. Now they could see it more clearly. There was a mountain far behind the white mist.

The two exchanged a glance, unable to hide their shock.

Shen Yanming looked down and saw that it was bluish-green. He squatted down, picked up some soil with his hands, observed it, and said, "Look, there is already a faint green here. Maybe when the white fog spreads further, a grassland will appear."

Looking at the blade of grass on Shen Yanming's fingertip, Bi Qiaoan exclaimed with delight, "Just like Forrest Gump's box of chocolates, there will always be surprises waiting for us!"

Shen Yanming smiled and nodded, then used his consciousness to sense his storage space. Sure enough, just like the planting space, some different things appeared.

Shen Yanming pulled Bi Qiaoan into his storage space, and the two walked towards the white mist. After more than a month of energy rain, the space had expanded to fifty acres in size, and the floor of the storage space was made of jade. The newly added space was still empty.

Shen Yanming took out an electric scooter and rode with Bi Qiaoan for less than two minutes until they reached the edge of the white fog.

Shen Yanming strained to look into the white mist, but all he saw were mountains.

Shen Yanming frowned, and at that moment Bi Qiaoan said, "It's not a mountain, it's boxes piled up like a mountain!"

After Bi Qiaoan reminded him, Shen Yanming took a closer look and indeed saw that the boxes were stacked one by one, as high as a small mountain and as long as a mountain range.

“I guess it might be something left behind by the previous owner of the space. Perhaps this space has had many owners. What we saw when we first recognized it as our owner was just the tip of the iceberg of what this space originally looked like,” Bi Qiaoan told Shen Yanming, sharing her conjecture.

Shen Yanming thought this guess was very likely. After all, the ring was a family heirloom of the Shen family. It looked so ordinary, yet it had been passed down for thousands of years. It was very likely that the ancestors of the Shen family had opened a space and knew the importance of the ring, so it was passed down from generation to generation.

After some exploration, the two emerged from the space and discovered it was almost four o'clock.

Shen Yanming held Bi Qiaoan in his arms. "Go to sleep. I won't wake you up tomorrow morning. After you wake up, we'll go inside and collect the fruit and grain."

Bi Qiaoan covered her mouth and yawned, "Okay, goodnight!"

As the space grew larger, so did the amount of work that needed to be done. Since planting fruit trees and grains, Shen Yanming and Bi Qiaoan had only harvested once during the Spring Festival holiday, leaving them both with aching backs and sore waists, and they never wanted to suffer like that again.

Bi Qiaoan also made excuses for herself, such as that the food she bought abroad was enough for the two of them to eat for a lifetime, that overusing the space might mean that they wouldn't be able to grow anything in the future, and that Shen Yanming's storage space was running out, etc.

Pshaw, you're just lazy!

Having witnessed the diligence of his ancestor today, Shen Yanming realized he could no longer indulge in laziness and extravagance. He decided to pick all the fruit from the trees and store it away tomorrow, as well as harvest and store all the grain.

From now on, we'll harvest once a quarter. Although, based on observation, the fruit trees will flower and bear fruit in about a month, and the grains will also sprout and mature, just as Bi Qiaoan said, it would be troublesome if we overused it and couldn't plant anymore! After all, when the two of them first became masters, the space was only the size of one acre. Before figuring out the reason, it's better to be cautious!

Before going to bed, Shen Yanming was still thinking that the amount of fruit and grain he would need to harvest would increase, and he couldn't just pile them up on the floor. It seemed he would need to order some custom-made cardboard boxes tomorrow.