Chapter 51: The All-Purpose Capsule!

Qi Youyu was completely bewildered.

What happened? There are so many people.

As the smart cabin appeared, the roar of engines grew louder as it approached from afar. Yan Xingli looked up and saw dozens of dark gray helicopters without any markings appearing on the horizon.

They resembled well-trained soldiers, their formation neat and imposing, while the helicopters, with clear targets, hovered uniformly above everyone's heads.

Helicopters overhead, special forces personnel pouring out from all around, and an army of robotic dogs emerging from the dense forest silently surrounded the entire Tingsong Temple.

The five members of the master and his disciples trembled in the corner: 0.0

Yu Yu sensed the obvious change in atmosphere. She raised her face, stood there somewhat awkwardly, and looked at Zheng Shoucheng, who was squatting down in front of her.

"Grandpa Zheng, why are there so many aunties and uncles in black all of a sudden?"

With so many national-level scientists at Tingsongguan, how could the country not take any protective measures?

The night before Yu Yu and Yan Xingli arrived at Tingsong Temple, all security personnel were already in place. To ensure that the grandfather and grandson would not be attacked by wild animals on the mountain, even the hibernating bears, Xiong Da and Xiong Er, were chased off the ground.

Zheng Shoucheng's expression remained gentle: "Yuyu, don't be afraid. These unfamiliar aunties and uncles are here to protect you and your uncle."

At this point, he looked at Yan Xingli and said, "Xiao Xing, the situation has changed. You and Yu Yu must board the plane to City A immediately. I assure you, you will be safe."

Now that things have come to this, Yan Xingli knows he has no other choice.

In this era of advanced internet technology, once cutting-edge technologies are revealed to the public, they will inevitably trigger certain chain reactions.

The power struggle among the world's major powers has never ceased. Even an ordinary citizen can sense the impending danger at this critical juncture.

"I understand." Yan Xingli led the bewildered child and Xiaohua onto the helicopter.

The other scientists also boarded the plane one by one, escorted by special personnel.

They came and went in a hurry; the tents that could be seen everywhere were cleaned up, and Tingsong Temple returned to its quiet state once again.

After their initial excitement, the young Taoist priests were all left feeling lost and disappointed.

It was as if they had just woken up from a beautiful dream, and when they did, they were still the same young Taoist priests practicing asceticism in the mountains.

"Sigh, is this what they mean by knowledge changing destiny? If only I had studied harder back then."

"Master, can't our Taoist temple really be moved a little further down the mountain?"

The old Taoist priest glanced at them, then chuckled with his hands behind his back: "What are you moving for? Silly boys, pack up, our Taoist temple is getting ready to be upgraded!"

"My master's words are becoming increasingly incomprehensible."

The old Taoist priest said, "Your master has traveled all over the country and is very learned. There is so much for you to learn. Alright, go and do your homework."

The eldest disciple, who was the only one who knew the truth, rolled his eyes. So all that wandering around was just a euphemism for going down the mountain to use the internet.

*

The flight itself wasn't long, but for Yan Xingli, who was preoccupied with his thoughts, every second felt like an eternity. He silently stroked Yu Yu's round, chubby head, his heart filled with mixed emotions.

The child's hair was smooth and fluffy, and as Yan Xingli stroked it, his heart calmed down considerably.

The child, who had been craning his neck to see the scenery, slowly turned his head, clenched his little fist, and gave Yan Xingli a light tap on the shoulder.

"Uncle, please stop tying my hair up."

"They'll get rounder and rounder." The child covered his pitiful little tufts of hair. "They've all become a mess."

Yan Xingli: "Then I'll redo your hair."

"No need." Yu Yu moved a little further away from him. "Xiao Hua can help me."

The child's distrustful expression and unintentional disdain made Yan Xingli a little embarrassed.

His braids were either too loose, too tight, or crooked.

After a few attempts, Yu Yu gave up the idea of ​​letting her uncle practice. The next day, she bought Yan Xingli a large Barbie doll and told him to practice diligently on his own.

During the flight, Zheng Shoucheng did not mention the panacea once. Two hours later, the helicopter landed smoothly at a base.

Yan Xingli and Yu Yu were taken to a high-end apartment with multiple layers of security.

The moment Yu Yu opened the door, she fell in love with the place. The interior was softly lit, warmly decorated, and full of childlike fun. There was an ecological tank in the living room where small fish were kept.

The house wasn't as luxurious as Yan Xingli's large, single-level apartment; it was just a simple four-bedroom, two-living-room house, but it was enough for the grandfather and grandson to live in.

"Yuyu, Xiaoxing, this is a special safe and comfortable place in City A. It will ensure that you will not be disturbed unnecessarily."

Zheng Shoucheng said, "You must be tired after sitting on the plane for two hours. You should rest for a while."

"I'm fine, I'm not tired," Yan Xingli said politely. "You've worked hard."

Zheng Shoucheng waved his hand and left for the time being.

Upon arriving at the base, Meng Xinyun no longer needed to conceal her identity, but she did not experience the ease and joy of returning to her old lair.

The thought of writing a 10,000-word self-criticism later made Meng Xinyun feel utterly hopeless.

She stood outside the door and said, "I'm going to report for duty now. If you need anything, you can tell these two comrades outside the door, or call me."

The man and woman standing outside the door saluted and introduced themselves.

From now on, there will be staff on duty in shifts at the entrance of Yu Yu and Yan Xingli's residence.

After closing the door, Yan Xingli felt a chill run down his spine.

Seeing this, he looked down at Yu Yu and said, "Yu Yu, our little secret might not be able to be kept anymore."

"Brother Xing, please relax, your breathing is a little fast." Xiao Hua calmly brewed a pot of hot tea, poured a cup and handed it to Yan Xingli.

“…Thank you.” Yan Xingli glanced up and down at Xiaohua, who had put on her apron and entered housekeeping mode. “You adapted quite quickly.”

Little Flower put on its fisherman's hat and smiled: "You're too slow, shall we clean together?"

"No, please do as you please."

Little Flower didn't detect any malice from the humans. It knew that the fish would only receive full care and protection here, so it wasn't worried at all.

"Uncle, are you scared?"

Yu Yu grasped Yan Xingli's fingers, carefully observing his expression: "Don't you like the birthday present I gave you?"

"No, I like it very much."

The gift was just too big, too big for him to accept.

Yan Xingli took out his phone. Since things had come to this, he might as well watch some videos first.

As expected, the "miracle capsule" sparked an unprecedented nationwide discussion online.

#The miracle capsule really exists!

#National Emergency Response Department!

#Space folding technology really exists!

Related terms dominated the charts, live stream recordings were circulated in hundreds of millions of views, and trending topics about celebrities on Weibo were completely overshadowed. No matter which video app you opened, the first thing that popped up was about today's birthday party.

Various bizarre speculations emerged, some of which startled Yan Xingli so much that he broke out in a cold sweat.

Some people actually speculated that Yu Yu was a person from the future or an orphan of an alien form, and this speculation was filled with a lot of ridicule and criticism.

Yan Xingli dared not utter a sound.

Because this person actually guessed correctly.

Clips of YuYu's live stream showcasing the all-purpose capsule flooded the internet, with major platforms deleting videos faster than they were being posted, plunging amateur scientists and science fiction enthusiasts into a frenzy of imagination.

The impact of the "miracle capsule" was so significant that this situation is likely to have a difficult ending.

Just as Yan Xingli was lost in thought, there were two knocks on the door. The doorman whispered:

"Teacher Yu, Mr. Yan, we have guests visiting."

The banquet star-studded ceremony was like waking from a dream.

The chubby boy, who was peering at the fish in the tank, asked with a puzzled look, "Who is Teacher Yu?"

"We don't have a teacher here, we only have a fishmonger."

Yan Xingli gripped the doorknob and said, "Of course Teacher Yu is calling you, Boss Yu."

Yu Yu opened her round eyes and instantly beamed with joy.

She has gained another new identity: Teacher Yu.

A scientist who doesn't become a boss isn't a good teacher, hehehe.

"Fish!"

As soon as the door opened, a huge crowd surged in, nearly knocking Yan Xingli to the ceiling.

The little fish shuddered.

Academician Zhou Nanfeng and Professor Liu Qiming, who were running at the forefront, were full of vigor. The old man's glasses almost fell to the ground, but he didn't even bother to pick them up.

"Grandpa, don't run away." Yu Yu stared at the two old men's sparse hair, afraid that it would be blown away by the wind, and was sweating for them.

Academician Zhou Nanfeng: "Yuyu, the gift you just gave your uncle almost gave us a heart attack."

Upon seeing familiar faces, Yu Yu's initial awkwardness and nervousness in the unfamiliar environment quickly dissipated.

"Have you seen a doctor?" The child took it seriously. "Does it still hurt?"

Professor Liu Qiming: "It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt, Yuyu, can Grandpa see the birthday present you gave to your uncle?"

Yu Yu pursed her lips, shook her head, and said, "If it's given to Uncle, then it's Uncle's thing."

Before the senior professors could ask, Yan Xingli volunteered to raise his hand: "I am willing to lend it to you all for research."

The professors were overjoyed and deeply moved.

Wow, their teacher-student relationship was well worth it; this student was definitely worth taking on.

Hurried footsteps approached from afar.

Director Zheng Shoucheng appeared, panting: "Didn't I tell you to rest in your rooms and wait a bit? Why did you all rush over here?"

The national treasures turn a deaf ear, what a joke! Is this something that can wait?

Scientific research is a race against time; whoever seizes the initiative gains the power to speak.

Zheng Shoucheng had no choice but to invite these old national treasures to the square inside the base and wait for the universal capsule to work its magic again.

With three loud bangs, the sports car, the flying machine, and the detached house made their grand entrance once again, causing a sensation throughout the venue.

The experts' eagerness was almost overflowing. Academician Zhou Nanfeng's muscles trembled uncontrollably. What appeared before him was not just three behemoths, but a great Eastern power that was no longer besieged, suppressed, or surrounded by malice.

They will usher in a new era, a truly peaceful world, free from the smoke of gunpowder and the flames of war.

With tears in their eyes, all the experts rushed to the three main components to begin their observation.

"Mr. Yan, may I come into your cottage and take a look?"

"May I touch the capsule shell in your hand?"

"Mr. Yan, Yu Yu, where is the entrance to the spacecraft? We'd like to go in and take a look..."

The scene was as lively as during the Chinese New Year. After being given permission, the experts took photos and scanned documents, each displaying their unique research methods.

These three things are enough for them to study for more than ten years.

While the national treasures were observing and exploring, the intelligence agency's investigators appeared silently in front of the grandfather and grandson.

"Mr. Yan, there are some things I need to ask you about. Let's go inside and talk."

Yan Xingli was taken aback; his strong sixth sense made him so nervous that his palms sweated.

What was bound to happen has finally happened.

Qi Youyu's big eyes darted back and forth between Yan Xingli and the investigators.

Yu Yu nervously tugged at Yan Xingli's robe: "Uncle, have you done something bad?"

"No."

"Then why are you sweating so much?"

"...I'm hot."

Yu Yu thought she was being very quiet and said, "It's okay, Uncle. Even if you do something bad, I'll still save you. I'll secretly help you escape."

Zheng Shoucheng's alarm bells rang, and he quickly tried to smooth things over with a smile: "Xiaoxing, Yuyu, our comrade is just asking a routine question, relax."

Yu Yu was worried about her frail uncle walking alone, so she insisted on following them into a conference room.

"Mr. Yan, Yu Yu is not Ms. Yan Shanyi's child, is she?"

"You and Yu Yu are not related as uncle and niece."

He started off with a bombshell, without any opening remarks.

Yan Xingli weakly retorted: "Yu Yu has a paternity test result with my sister, they are mother and daughter."

The investigators were well-prepared; they had anticipated his explanation.

"Then take a look at this appraisal report."

—Capital Forensic Identification Center

Upon seeing these words, Yan Xingli felt his blood run cold.

This most authoritative paternity test report denies that Yu Yu and Yan Shanyi are mother and daughter.

Although the procedure for obtaining hair follicles is not entirely legal, it is of great importance, and some procedures have to be put on hold temporarily.

Yan Xingli's expression at this moment said it all.

"Mr. Yan, were you aware that Ms. Yan Shanyi forged the forensic report?"

Yan Xingli quickly clarified: "This has nothing to do with her, she is innocent."

"What about Yu Yu's household registration and birth certificate?"

Yan Xingli pursed his lips.

It was Xiaohua who did it. Yuyu sat obediently in the chair, fidgeting with her little hands, extremely anxious, but her uncle wouldn't let her speak.

"This may involve illegal activities such as child trafficking, acts against women's will, sexual assault, and bribing public officials."

"Please tell me everything you know truthfully."

The investigators presented the grandfather and grandson with all the evidence they had gathered over the past period.

Yan Xingli was speechless.

He was a law-abiding citizen and could never imagine that he would become a traitor who broke the law and committed crimes.

Yu Yu poked Yan Xingli's hand with her finger.

"Uncle, let's confess."

"I will ask my aunt and uncle to spank me gently."

Yan Xingli's lips twitched, and he noticed out of the corner of his eye that the investigator's expression had changed slightly, and the way he was being looked at was suddenly strange.

His heart skipped a beat, and he quickly denied it: "We haven't broken the law, we're innocent."

The investigators were very serious: "Okay, Mr. Yan, then please explain Yu Yu's identity."

Yan Xingli scratched his head, then suddenly remembered something: "Are my parents and sister still in S City?"

This question sounds more like a criminal trying to extract information from the victim.

The investigators were on high alert, but since Yan Xingli wasn't a real criminal, they couldn't be too forceful.

"They are safe. Director Zheng just contacted them."

Yan Xingli was relieved.

He took a deep breath and confessed honestly:

"Actually, Yu Yu's identity is a bit complicated and special. We deliberately concealed it because we were afraid no one would believe us."

Yan Xingli licked his lips and said in a low voice, "Yu Yu comes from the planet Cang Ai, three hundred years in the future. She is not a native Earth child."

The investigators and Director Zheng Shoucheng present were momentarily stunned.

Each profession has its own expertise. The investigators were not researchers, and they looked at the Cang'ai Planet that Yan Xingli mentioned with complete unfamiliarity and disbelief.

Zheng Shoucheng stared blankly and repeated, "Aliens? Planet Cang'ai?"

Was he hallucinating?

Are they making a sci-fi movie?

Yu Yu nodded vigorously: "That's right, I'm a little kid from Planet Cang Ai."

"I've come to visit my ancestors~"

Are these two, one big and one small, here to perform in a stage play?

The investigators frowned. They had investigated Yan Xingli's background and life, and found that he had no history of drug use or mental illness.

Zheng Shoucheng: "...Yuyu, your ancestor was your uncle?"

"Yes, yes." The child was happy to finally be able to come clean and stop pretending, "I am my uncle's many babies in the future."

"Where is this Cang'ai planet? Do the people there look like us? What is their level of technology like?"

"Why would you want to come and see... uh, the ancestor?"

"Because I built a time machine." Yu Yu held up a chubby finger and said seriously, "I want to see the lives of ancient people before the Earth explodes."

Zheng Shoucheng's face twitched: "The Earth explodes?"

"Hmm, it'll explode in fifty years."

!!

The sheer volume of information left Zheng Shoucheng and the investigators present completely bewildered.

This is outrageous!

The investigator almost laughed in anger. He was about to give Yan Xingli a stern warning not to teach his child to talk nonsense when Director Zheng suddenly stood up.

"This matter must be reported immediately!"

Investigator: ?

They all simultaneously gave each other a "No way, you actually believe that?" look, practically screaming "Holy crap!"

As Zheng Shoucheng stood up, he said to Yan Xingli with a half-smile, "Little Xing, I knew you were a lucky guy the first time I saw you when you were little, and sure enough, you really are a lucky kid."

The Yan family must have had incredibly lucky ancestors.

*

The following afternoon, the official Weibo account of "My Little One" released an announcement that Yan Xingli and Yu Yu had withdrawn from the recording.

The production team and the agency stated that the guest was unable to participate in the subsequent recordings due to health reasons.

But those in the know understand that, based solely on that all-purpose capsule fish, it's impossible for it to appear in any public setting anymore.

While there's been much discussion domestically, yesterday's live stream clips are also causing a stir on foreign websites.

[Compared to current physics, this technology is at least 500 years ahead of us. I admit that China has performed well in the field of high technology in recent years, but it is absolutely impossible for us to have technology that can completely crush and dominate the world, a technology that is almost like science fiction. Therefore, this is fake.]

This video is either a live stream effect or a collective hallucination. I don't believe that an Eastern country could have technology that even the US doesn't have.

Meanwhile, foreign intelligence agencies were circulating satellite images and signal analysis reports, plunging the media and governments into a chaotic state of speculation and assessment.

The online world is full of chaos, while the real world is peaceful and thriving.

Tingsong Temple has unsurprisingly become incredibly popular.

The day after Yu Yu and Yan Xingli were picked up, Ting Song Temple welcomed a surge of tourists. From then on, the temple was bustling with visitors every day, and the once quiet little Taoist temple gained a steady stream of popularity.

The five disciples were all smiles. "Grandmaster, we've made something of ourselves! From now on, we can offer you durians and milk tea!"

Parents from all over the country are taking their children up the mountain to visit the scenic spots, walk the paths that Yu Yu walked, eat the food that Yu Yu loved, and pray that their children will become useful members of society like Yu Yu in the future.

Ideally, I should get into a good school so I can find a good job later.

A Taoist temple has become a local internet sensation, and the local government attaches great importance to it, realizing the opportunities this surge in popularity will bring to this small county.

Upon hearing tourists complain about poor signal and difficult mountain roads, the government immediately took steps to improve signal coverage and repair roads.

The continued popularity of Tingsongguan has completely revitalized the economy of the small county. They have taken on this enormous wealth quickly and steadily, making the surrounding cities extremely envious.