Qian Zilin saw that Ling Yue fell into deep thought after reading the dictionary, and he couldn't help but divert Ling Yue's attention with a distressed look.

Don't be fooled by Ling Yue's nonchalant expression during this period, which is the same as usual. In fact, this girl must be the most anxious person among all people. Everyone's hopes are placed on this little girl.

For a moment he thought about doing it himself. It might take a little longer, but it was not impossible.

But after thinking about it, he suppressed this emotion again. He could endure it, but if the country endured it for a year, 400 million Chinese people would be in a passive environment for a year, and the country could not afford it.

Ling Yue saw the distress in Qian Zilin's eyes and smiled knowingly: "Uncle Qian, I'm fine, don't worry about me."

As she spoke, she ate something, got up to wash her face, and lay down directly after coming back.

"Number Seven, find the books you copied. They are mainly about mathematics and physics."

These two types benefited from being reproduced in the small study of the Forbidden City and the library of Imperial University of Peking, otherwise they would not be seen in libraries outside.

Number Seven was also clear and projected into Ling Yue's mind, while to the outside world, it looked like Ling Yue was sleeping.

These books were not very thick, and it only took Ling Yue two hours to read them all, and she had a general understanding of the basics of this world.

After waking up, I found a stack of papers from my bag, which I had brought from the research institute.

Then write down the mathematical formula on paper and deduce the conclusion.

These seemingly gibberish formulas do not involve any confidential information. They are just the root data in computer technology. Without high-intensity kernel support, these data are just a few pieces of waste paper. Therefore, Ling Yue is not worried about others seeing them.

Computers have been delivered one after another, and Ling Yue has selected twenty trained people from the Fifth Academy to come here, mainly to verify the data. If it depends on only her and No. 7, the place will be paralyzed if something happens to her. She can only tell them the method so that she can free up her hands to do other things.

After swaying for ten days and then staggering for a few more days, we finally saw an exotic town.

The town was more than 50 kilometers away from Ling Yue's destination. Wang Zhijun found a place to make a phone call. After knowing that someone was coming to pick them up, he took Ling Yue to the exit.

Sure enough, there was a young man in a Zhongshan suit holding a piece of paper with Ling Yue's name written on it.

Ling Yue came forward with a red face: "Hello!"

The man seemed to have no idea who the Ling Yue that Qian Zilin was talking about was. He only knew the name, so he hurriedly said, "Comrade, what's going on?"

Ling Yue:......

Looking at the huge name above, Ling Yue found it difficult to say her own name for the first time.

It was Wang Zhijun who finally freed Ling Yue: "Hello, comrade. This is Comrade Ling Yue. May I ask if you are Comrade Li Xiaoshun, the one Mr. Zhu sent to pick someone up?"

When Li Xiaoshun heard this, he quickly put the paper away, shook hands, and said hurriedly: "Hello, hello, I am Li Xiaoshun."

Then, he looked at Ling Yue and asked in disbelief, "Is this really Comrade Ling Yue?"

He had clearly asked before coming, and Mr. Zhu said that Comrade Ling Yue was the chief engineer. He thought she was a middle-aged man in his forties or fifties, but he didn't expect her to be a young girl who seemed to be underage.

So shocking!

By the time he got in the car, Li Xiaoshun hadn't recovered yet.

The road was full of potholes and the car's shock absorption was not very good. Ling Yue took a few deep breaths. Seeing this, Qian Zilin immediately stopped the car: "Wait, stop the car."

Ling Yue couldn't help it. As soon as the car stopped, before it even came to a complete stop, Ling Yue jumped down.

"Xiao Yueya, are you okay?" Qian Zilin opened the kettle and helped Ling Yue rinse her mouth.

Ling Yue shook her head. She thought, now that she had come this far, she couldn't back down.

Take a few deep breaths of fresh air, then get in the car and continue on your way.

Li Xiaoshun tried his best to drive slowly along the way, but the road was covered with yellow sand and had potholes one after another. Even if he was a good driver, he could not avoid the bumps.

After vomiting three times, I finally saw a group of white tents, fences, and people hurrying back and forth in the distance.

Mr. Zhu's name is Zhu Ronghang, and he is from Zhejiang. When the Lingyue plan was submitted, he was the technical engineer of the construction base directly appointed by the Palace Museum. He had already brought people here to build half a month in advance.

Hearing that the car sent out in the morning had returned, the 68-year-old Zhu Ronghang hurried out of the tent and saw a Red Flag sedan wobbling towards him not far away.

"Hello, hello, you must be Lingyue, I've been waiting so long for you to finally come."

As he spoke, Zhu Rongfang was about to give Ling Yue a warm handshake, but Ling Yue pushed him away...

When Zhu Rongfang reacted, he saw Ling Yue squatting three meters away, with his head hunched and his hands on his chest.

He spat out with a 'wow' sound.

What is there to not understand after seeing this? This is suffering.

"Quick, go to my table and get some water." Zhu Rongfang hurried over to support her. Ling Yue's face was pale, like a dying person. No, like someone who had been dead for several days. Her lips were bloodless, her eyes were dull, and her limbs were numb.

I had to go back and forth by train, donkey cart, tractor, and car. For more than half a month, I was either on the train or on the way to catch another train. Even the strongest person could not stand it.

Even Tang Nancheng and Wang Zhijun, who had served in the military, looked pale.

What's more, Ling Yue's body has been under the supervision of the Ugly Country for a long time. How can it be good for someone who doesn't like socializing to begin with to lock herself in a room for more than two years?

"Xiao Yueya, are you okay?" Qian Zilin asked with a worried look on his face.

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