After Microworld officially stopped hiding its secrets from the public, life within Microworld remained unchanged.
For the first two days after Chen Yang announced the news, everyone discussed it, but later they simply stopped discussing it.
What's there to discuss? It seems there's no difference. Unless someone has ulterior motives or is a blabbermouth worried about letting something slip, this change won't affect anyone else.
At the beginning of spring in the Micro Realm, Lin Ke's child was born, and Chen Yang brought in more people from the New Territories to the Micro Realm. This time, the people he brought in were still artisans who inherited ancient crafts, including an ancient brown sugar brewer and an inheritor of intangible cultural heritage paper-cutting culture.
The residents also used their entry codes to invite their relatives and friends in as usual.
The newcomers to the micro-world have also learned the rules, but whether they understand the importance of following them remains to be seen.
One of the residents had his resident status revoked by Chen Yang before he had even been observed for a few days.
He was chatting privately with a friend and mentioned the micro-world, bragging to his friend that he had entered a very awesome new world.
Because it was a private chat, he wasn't worried about being exposed. However, he was still somewhat discreet and didn't reveal the name of the micro-world, only saying that he had entered a new world.
However, there are no secrets in the world, and as soon as a little bit of information leaks out, China will know.
On the fifth day after he entered the Micro Realm, Chen Yang cleared him out of the Micro Realm.
Then he explained to the residents and showed them the evidence.
This wasn't acting first and reporting later, because he didn't need to report to anyone; rather, it was somewhat like making an example of someone. However, the chicken made its own mistake, so Chen Yang wasn't to blame.
The people who brought this person in were a little unhappy, but they knew they were in the wrong and didn't say anything. Chen Yang didn't care about his thoughts either.
The rules of the micro-world are the rules, and no one can violate them.
Chen Yang has always been like this; as long as you don't cross his bottom line, he's always been a very easy person to talk to.
The locals all know that they should not cross Chen Yang's bottom line, as Zhang Zhili and Tu Li serve as cautionary tales.
This also serves as a warning to all citizens: when bringing their loved ones into the Micro-World, they should be extra careful and remind them not to reveal the existence of the Micro-World.
A spot as a micro-realm citizen is extremely precious; even if it were to be paid for, it would be worth more than two apartments in Shanghai.
Think about it, Chen Yang only develops less than a hundred slots each year, and the total number is unlikely to exceed two thousand. Even if they are allocated to each city in China, only one or two people in each city will be citizens, not to mention there are also many foreign friends.
Each spot for a citizen is extremely precious, and it would be a great pity to waste one.
However, Chen Yang allowed the disclosure of the micro-world under one circumstances.
That means that if a resident wants to invite someone to the micro-world, they can inform the other person of the existence of the micro-world a month in advance. This will allow the other person to know what the micro-world is like in advance and be mentally prepared, which is much better than entering the micro-world in a daze like this.
However, the prerequisite is that this person must enter the Micro Realm. If this person does not enter the Micro Realm, then the Realm Citizen who leaked the information will have their Realm Citizen status revoked.
Therefore, if you choose to inform this person about the existence of the Micro World a month in advance, it's equivalent to giving away that spot. There's no going back unless that person dies.
Chen Yang didn't set too many rules for this, but the people in the world all understood some things.
"If you want to give your spot to your child, I will accept any child over twelve years old. However, you should consider whether your child has the ability to keep a secret. If not, you and your child may have your citizenship revoked."
This is Chen Yang's warm reminder to all the residents of the realm. After all, the residents of the realm are mostly older, and the micro realm has always lacked younger residents, with only Chen Liu and a few others supporting it.
Children are too weak at keeping secrets. Even if some citizens want to leave the spots to their descendants, they worry that it will be a waste.
Therefore, they would rather give their own spots to their relatives, since there would be more spots available after their relatives entered the Micro Realm. As long as the number of people in the Micro Realm had not exceeded one thousand, there was no rush, and their turn would come sooner or later.
After dealing with all of this, Chen Yang continued to focus on his work and taking care of Xiao Mumu, just like before.
Little Mumu is already crawling quite well, and it looks like he'll be able to stand up soon, even though he's only about two months old. It's really alarming. Chen Yang looked up some general developmental milestones for infants online and found that Little Mumu has completely surpassed them.
Generally, in the first month: the baby can move their hands and feet independently; looks into the mother's eyes; begins to make "ah-ah" sounds. In the second month: lifts head while prone; follows objects with their eyes, turning head to the midline; makes cooing sounds; smiles. In the third month: lifts head while prone; follows objects with their eyes, turning head past the midline; rolls from supine to side-lying position; laughs aloud. In the fourth month: lifts head while prone; follows objects with their eyes; can hold a rattle; smiles when seeing people. In the fifth month: sits with support for a short time; rolls over; turns head to find the source of a sound. In the sixth month: sits independently for a short time; grasps nearby toys; turns head when called by name; begins to show stranger anxiety. In the seventh month: sits relatively steadily independently; reaches for toys in the distance; searches for lost toys. In the eighth month: sits relatively steadily independently; grasps small objects with their palm or fingers; can switch hands to hold toys; can distinguish between familiar and unfamiliar people. In the ninth month: can stand with support; pinches small objects with thumb and forefinger; continuously chases toys; can imitate sounds. In the tenth month: can crawl; can take a few steps with support; can utter simple syllables. Eleventh month: Stands alone for a short time; skillfully picks up small objects by pinching them with the thumb and forefinger; consciously pronounces a single syllable; knows the names of common objects. Twelfth month: Stands alone well; walks alone well; consciously calls out "daddy" and "mommy"; can point to several body parts.
As for Xiao Mumu, she'll probably be able to speak before she's six months old. As for walking, it looks like she'll be able to walk independently in another ten days or so, which is way ahead of other babies. Right now, Hou Yu's baby is still in the babbling stage, while Xiao Mumu can already tell who her dad and mom are, she can laugh, and she can grab things.
They all suspected that Chen Yang had secretly used his natural inspiration to train, but Chen Yang really hadn't. He didn't want to create another little genius.
But Xiao Mumu is no longer a genius, but a freak, a born freak.
No, that's not how you describe it. Little Mumu doesn't even know if she was born from a womb; she just popped out of a ball of light.
Chen Yang is also having a headache right now; Xiao Mumu's performance is just too amazing.
Why is it so difficult to have an ordinary child?
Am I just too good?
Chen Yang couldn't help but blame himself, saying it was his fault, that he was too outstanding.
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