Chapter 31. The organization has sent people.

In horror movies, the ones who die the fastest are always the stubborn ones.

What if the dinosaur mother suddenly appeared...? Yan Xingli shuddered, then burst out laughing, and started a feast right there in the Jurassic period.

Good things don't come true, but bad things do.

A distant yet terrifying roar, powerful enough to shake the soul, suddenly echoed in the background, its terrifying force capable of stopping the heart even through the screen.

Yan Xingli felt a chill run down his spine. He would have to ask his father if his mouth had been blessed.

"Oh, baby, the Tyrannosaurus Rex mother is here! We must evacuate immediately!" The video suddenly started shaking, and Qi Feizhu and Yan Cheng quickly retreated from the nest.

"!!"

"Oh no!" Yu Yu jumped up from her seat, the little one extremely nervous. "Mom and Dad, run!"

Two seconds later, the camera quickly and smoothly zoomed out, focusing on Qi Feizhu's face. She was still wearing a helmet similar to an astronaut's, and upon closer inspection, fine beads of sweat were visible on her forehead.

Yan Xingli carefully observed the light and guessed that they must have already come out of the nest, with tall bushes behind them.

Qi Feizhu gave a warm smile: "Baby, Mommy and Daddy have arrived near the spaceship. We need to have a meeting with the other uncles and aunties first. We'll contact you later."

After saying that, the couple kissed the screen and said goodbye in unison.

Qi Youyu pouted and returned the kiss, waving her little hand: "Bye-bye, Mom and Dad."

The small screen went dark, and everything returned to silence. Yan Xingli wiped the cold sweat from his forehead; the short two-minute video was comparable to a horror movie.

He looked at the child and asked bluntly, "Have your parents always been so keen on courting death?"

Yu Yu seemed to understand but not quite. She stroked her chin thoughtfully for a moment, then put her hands on her hips and said in a mature tone:

"Uncle, my mom and dad are scientists, and they are a little more mischievous than other adults."

"Even though they are mischievous adults, don't say anything to them, or they will be sad."

Yan Xingli couldn't help but flick her nose with his finger and snorted, "You really spoil her."

He turned to look at the sofa.

The elderly father, who was knitting a scarf, snapped out of his daze. Su Yu composed herself, composed all her emotions, and asked casually:

"Were those two just now Yu Yu's parents?"

“Yes, Grandpa,” Yu Yu answered quickly, “My mom and dad went to visit the dinosaurs.”

Su Yu was somewhat tense and looked at Yan Xingli with a questioning gaze.

The eye contact between father and son conveyed a thousand words. Yan Xingli recalled some fragments, his expression slightly dazed.

“Dad, what Yuyu said is true. Last time Yuyu had a video call with them, a herbivorous dragon with a very long neck accidentally appeared in the frame.”

He said, "Scientists call it Brachiosaurus."

Su Yu: "...You mean the dinosaurs that lived in the Triassic, Jurassic, and Cretaceous periods?"

"That's right."

Yan Xingli shrugged: "Anyway, it's not our Chinese dragon."

The father and son stared at each other for a while. Su Yu put down his crochet hook, took off his reading glasses, and rubbed his temples with his fingers.

He mumbled indistinctly, "Sigh, I really hope it's our Chinese dragon."

"This whole Jurassic period and alien world thing is making me dizzy."

Living in the modern world, yet simultaneously encountering civilizations from two different worlds, creates a disconnect that makes one doubt oneself.

Adults' worries don't bother children.

Children have their own big troubles, such as their parents being disobedient and insisting on sneaking over to the dinosaur's house.

Qi Youyu sat upright on the ground, her little face pouting seriously, and sent her parents a 60-second long voice message:

"Mom and Dad, you need to get the dinosaur mother's permission before you can go see the dinosaur eggs, otherwise the dinosaur mother will get angry and bite you."

"You're adults now, don't always make the little one worry, okay? Be good."

bite?

Yan Xingli glanced at the child.

I've never seen a dinosaur eat so politely, just like humans don't eat a single grain of rice in two portions.

In the midst of this, a newly released video by a science blogger was suddenly taken down from all online platforms, and trending topics related to space folding technology vanished in the blink of an eye.

The discovery of this mutation caused an uproar among netizens, who were discussing it extensively.

What happened? The video and trending topics are gone!

[Holy crap, it's really gone. I was just watching it with my mom.]

[It seems like all the videos related to Xiaohua's account have disappeared. Why? I was really into them!]

[I can roughly guess the reason: the video's widespread dissemination is problematic, especially given the current tense international situation... those who know, know.]

The sound of the door closing echoed in the entryway. Qi Youyu curiously peeked in and happened to see Yan Yuanqing, who exuded a cool aura, walk in.

"Xiao Xing, the organization has sent people."

Yan Xingli was startled, and his body immediately stiffened.

"They hope to meet you and Yuyu."

Yan Yuanqing came over and ruffled Yan Xingli's hair: "Don't be nervous, it's just a question."

Then, she squatted down in front of Yuyu:

"Yuyu, your grandparents want to ask you about you and Xiaohua. Don't be afraid. Just tell them the truth, except for the fact that you came from the Cang'ai Planet."

In fact, the family had already discussed it. If one day Yu Yu accidentally revealed that she possessed incredible black technology, then they would simply confirm the relationship between Yu Yu and Yan Shanyi.

They resolutely refused to reveal that Yu Yu came from another planet, only acknowledging that she was a genius child. The paternity test report, birth certificate, and household registration book of Yu Yu and Yan Shanyi could all serve as key evidence.

Qi Youyu listened attentively, and then chuckled, "I know, Uncle said we have to put on a show and can't let anyone find out."

Yan Xingli came over and hugged the child, forcing a smile as he said, "Well, if you perform well, your uncle will treat you to fried chicken tomorrow."

"Pinky promise".

"good."

With the permission of Yan Xingli and Yu Yu, the people waiting downstairs were led up.

The doorbell rang, and Yan Xingli saw five or six distinguished-looking people standing outside the door through the video doorbell.

There were elderly men with a scholarly air, and tall, burly young guards who looked like they were trained fighters. The group of men with such different temperaments created a peculiar sense of oppression.

Yan Xingli's palms were sweating nervously, and the doorknob became slightly slippery.

Yan Yuanqing patted him on the back, giving him a silent reassurance.

Yan Xingli took a deep breath and opened the door.

The elder at the head of the group had a kind face and immediately showed his identification as soon as the door opened, revealing his identity as the Director of the Ministry of Science and Technology.

Zheng Shoucheng said in a gentle and calm tone, "Xiao Yan, hello. We just want to understand the situation. There's no need to be too nervous."

Yan Xingli remained expressionless: "Okay, please come in."

Yu Yu clung to Yan Xingli's leg, peeking out with half her little head to look around curiously.

Zheng Shoucheng, who had noticed the little guy early on, bent down and smiled very kindly: "You must be little Yu Yu?"

"It's me."

“I am Grandpa Zheng, and also a good friend of your maternal grandfather. I’m here today to visit you.”

Zheng Shoucheng took the fruit basket from the guard: "Does Yuyu like strawberries? Try the strawberries Grandpa brought, see if they're sweet."

Qi Youyu's eyes lit up, and her little voice was loud and clear: "Okay, okay, then I'll try it for you."

Then, without waiting, he snatched the heavy fruit basket from the other person's hands and ran into the kitchen.

Yan Xingli: ...There's always fruit at home, how can this child still be so greedy?

Zheng Shoucheng and his group brought gifts that were neither too extravagant nor too impractical. The box of taro milk that Yu Yu loves to drink showed that they had made thorough preparations before their trip.

Su Yu accompanied Yu Yu to the kitchen to wash fruit, while Yan Yuanqing and Yan Xingli greeted the guests in the living room.

Zheng Shoucheng: "This is Professor Liu Qiming, our expert in materials science and engineering."

Professor Liu Qiming, wearing glasses and with a serious expression, nodded to Yan Yuanqing and her son before getting straight to the point:

"Is the toy car that transforms in the video real? Can I watch it now?"

Yan Xingli: "It's true, but it's not up to me to decide. Yu Yu has to say it first."

Yan Yuanqing explained, "That toy car is called Xiaohua. It belongs to Yuyu and usually only obeys Yuyu's commands."

“It seems the toy car has an advanced artificial intelligence system installed,” one of the women, dressed smartly and with a slender face, said softly.

She then introduced herself, saying, "Hello, I am Lin Jing, a researcher at the Institute of Physics."

Zheng Shoucheng smiled and said, "Don't underestimate our researcher Lin Jing just because she's only in her early thirties. She's a leader in the field and the youngest Nobel Prize winner in Physics in our country."

Yan Xingli stared in astonishment.

He may not understand other things, but he knows how prestigious the Nobel Prize in Physics is. In the 76 years since the founding of the People's Republic of China, only six Nobel laureates in Physics have been awarded this prize, and the difficulties and hardships involved are self-evident.

What makes him so special that he gets to meet such a big shot? This is a figure who should be written into textbooks.

Yan Xingli nervously and cautiously squeezed Lin Jing's hand back, then quickly withdrew it.

Next up are Academician Zhou Nanfeng from the Chinese Academy of Sciences and two special police officers.

Goodness, the Ministry of Science and Technology, the Chinese Academy of Sciences, the Academy of Physics, the Special Police... this lineup is all for Yu Yu.

The child has quite a grand entrance.

After a round of contact, Yan Xingli realized that Zheng Shoucheng held the highest position and had the most influence among this group of people.

As expected, Zheng Shoucheng took the initiative to inquire about Xiaohua's background.

Yan Xingli knew that if he tried to use the same old excuses to fool people, he would be exposed on the spot, so he confessed: "That was created by Yu Yu."

All the bigwigs were stunned, their expressions varied. Professor Liu Qiming was the first to disbelieve it; he was an old professor with a somewhat impatient and stubborn temper.

“Mr. Yan, we have come with sincerity, and we hope you will not play any silly jokes on us.”

Yan Xingli: "I'm not joking, it really was made by Yu Yu."

With that, he got up and went to the kitchen, then led the grumbling child out.

"Uncle, I haven't helped Grandpa taste the strawberries yet."

"What are you eating right now? Isn't it a strawberry?"

Qi Youyu quickly swallowed, then loudly retorted, "No, what I have in my mouth is a cherry, it's a red fruit too."

Yan Xingli: "Okay, I know you ate strawberry-flavored cherries."

The child nodded contentedly: "Yes, yes."

Yan Xingli took two tissues and wiped the child's mouth clean, then bent down and said to her, "Yuyu, this grandpa wants to know where Xiaohuahao came from. Would you be willing to tell them?"

"I did it," Yu Yu readily admitted.

"Little Flower, change back to your original form."

Without a moment's hesitation, Xiaohua, upon receiving the instruction, produced a short, chubby, round-headed, and honest-looking child in less than three seconds, replacing the original toy car in the living room.

The little flower stood there quietly, its big, green eyes blinking.

"!"

The living room fell into a deathly silence.

Professor Liu Qiming's mouth was half open, the shock in his heart was beyond words, his finger trembled as he pointed at the little flower, unable to speak.

The two guards, who had been silently serving as a backdrop, had piercing eyes and their bodies instinctively went into a state of alert, as if they were facing an unknown new type of weapon.

Academician Zhou Nanfeng suddenly stood up, took a step forward, and his body trembled slightly with excitement: "What kind of technology is this?!"

The transformation from a children's toy car to a robot over a meter tall is astonishing in terms of size and shape.

Yan Xingli felt his scalp tingle under the old academician's burning gaze, and blurted out in a moment of impulsiveness, "It's just a family heirloom skill that the kid messed around with."

"A haphazard attempt? A family heirloom?!" The old academician whirled around, almost shouting, "This technology is enough to revolutionize existing physics, materials, and engineering, and you're telling me it's just a minor skill?!"

Yan Xingli remained silent, too timid to utter a sound.

Qi Youyu was also startled. The child clutched her chest, grabbed her uncle's thigh with both hands, and scurried up his trouser leg.

Yan Xingli held the child in his hand.

Yu Yu whispered in his ear, "Uncle, this grandpa is a bit fierce. Does he not like you?"

Yan Xingli snapped out of his daze: "No."

The child wrapped his two short, chubby arms around his neck. "Don't be afraid, I'll talk to him."

Yu Yu turned her head, adopting a stance of standing up for someone: "Grandpa, don't be mean to my uncle, he'll cry."

"I only have one uncle, so don't bully him."

Distracted by the child, the scientists, who were in a frenzy, calmed down a little.

Researcher Lin Jing silently adjusted her breathing, forcibly suppressing the turmoil in her heart, her expression gentle and calm:

"I'm sorry, Academician, you didn't mean anything by it. We were just so excited and lost our composure after witnessing this incredible scene."

Academician Zhou Nanfeng quickly apologized.

Yan Xingli felt a little embarrassed, but his heart was warmed. This child was both lovable and exasperating, but it was all worth it.

Lin Jing: "Yu Yu, can you turn the Little Flower into a car again?"

"no problem."

"Wait a minute!" Professor Liu Qiming walked over quickly.

He held a portable scanner in his hand: "Let me analyze the material structure first."

Upon hearing his words, Zhou Nanfeng, Lin Jing, and Zheng Shoucheng also gathered around, with the experts touching and examining the area.

Xiaohua: "Sir, please give me back my hat, my head is a little cold."

Liu Qiming: "!!!"

"You can feel it?"

Xiaohua: "Of course, otherwise why would I wear a hat?"

Professor Liu Qiming choked.

Yan Xingli held Yuyu and waited nearby. Yan Yuanqing turned her head, looked at the scene, and smiled.

"Xiao Xing, isn't raising kids fun?"

Yan Xingli: "It's alright."

Yan Yuanqing: "Then when are you going to have one yourself?"

"I have enough fish."

"Was Yu Yu your child?"

Yan Xingli, shameless as ever, replied, "Yes."

Yan Yuanqing had been waiting for these words. She slapped her son's shoulder and said, "If you want to fight for custody, Mom will be the first to support you."

"..."

Ms. Yan, can't you support something more respectable?

Then Yan Xingli turned his head and fell into deep thought, wondering how feasible it was for the elders and the younger generation to fight for custody of the youngest.

Having seen enough of the robot's forms, Xiaohua followed the instructions and transformed back into a children's toy car, and then from a children's toy car into a toy car.

The experts at the scene went wild again.

Professor Liu Qiming excitedly grasped Yan Xingli's hand: "The transformation principle of that toy car completely breaks away from existing mechanical design theories. It may involve entirely new materials and driving methods!"

"This is a historic opportunity for our country!"

The quick-witted Lin Jing remained silent for a moment, then suddenly asked, "Yu Yu, if the Little Flower doesn't need refueling, then how does it get going?"