"Grandma, mine..."
"go out."
Luo Qiushui said firmly.
Leaving disappointed, Luo Jinhua looked at the experimental results and sighed deeply.
Grandma didn't approve of either of the two plans. How could this be? Grandma was so happy yesterday...
Left with no other choice, Luo Jinhua drove her flying car to the company. Many of her company's projects were based on these two technologies, but without a certification, how could she explain this to the company's technical staff?
With a soft sigh, Luo Jinhua stepped off the flying car. In the towering building, a dark face appeared on the dark glass, looking down at her.
...
In the office
Luo Qiushui's expression was cold and stern as she continuously examined two nearly identical experimental reports that were not released at the same time.
One of the two reports came from her granddaughter, Luo Jinhua, and the other from Luo Xiaoyu, the originator more than a hundred years ago.
According to her examination, the two reports described essentially the same thing. The subtle changes made to the central chamber in the first report were not noticeable during the experiment.
Where did she find these materials and experimental procedures?
Luo Qiushui's brows were tightly furrowed.
This data either means that Luo Jinhua copied Luo Xiaoyu's results, or that someone familiar with the experiment influenced her.
Regardless of the outcome, she felt deeply powerless.
Since Haitang passed away, there has been no one in this world to shelter her from the wind and rain; now she is all alone.
With a deep sigh, Luo Qiushui's gaze turned serious again.
Her gaze fell on the report. These results had been completely erased by her and Haitang more than a decade ago, and the basic experimental process had long been erased by Luo Xiaoyu.
What exactly did this child do?
Are these really the results of her experiments?
A question resurfaced in Luo Qiushui's mind.
Regardless, seeing these things again at this age, she doesn't know what to do.
These materials may be connected to an uncontrollable outcome. Recently, her health has been deteriorating, and her time is drawing near. Does she still have the energy to bring this matter to a perfect conclusion?
"If Grandpa were a 'shaman,' he could be with us right now!"
That's what the child just said.
People with "witchcraft" power have a longer lifespan and better physique than ordinary people. Could it be, as the granddaughter said, that this is the process of human evolution, and that humanity will eventually reach this point?
With a thousand thoughts swirling in her mind, Luo Qiushui spent the entire day and night in her study until Luo Jinhua returned home.
Concerned about her judgment, Luo Jinhua took off her coat and couldn't wait to go to Luo Qiushui's room.
"grandmother?"
She spoke softly at the doorway.
A soft cough came from inside the room, followed by a gentle voice: "Jinhua, come in."
Luo Jinhua pushed open the door and walked in gently. In the room, her grandmother was leaning against a rattan chair, holding a bracelet in her hand.
On the table not far from Grandma, there were two paper reports and a simple storage disk.
Her eyes swept over the items briefly before Luo Jinhua spoke, "Grandma, what do you think of the judgment..."
"It's there, you can take it."
Luo Qiushui said calmly.
Luo Jinhua was taken aback, and a rare joy welled up in her heart. She happily walked over, picked up the two judgment documents, and went to her grandmother's side.
"Now that you're prepared, do it wholeheartedly, and remember to avoid any accidents," Luo Qiushui instructed her.
"Grandma is so kind!"
Luo Jinhua said happily.
Luo Qiushui lovingly stroked her head.
Looking at the signed judgment in her hand, Luo Jinhua wondered which of her words had moved her grandmother and made her change her mind. If it was her grandfather's words, she would feel guilty.
The guess flashed through her mind. Holding the completed judgment report, Luo Jinhua quickly left home and returned to the company. She wanted to tell everyone in the company the good news.
...
the next day
This day marked the founding of Luo Jinhua's company, which she had been preparing for for many years, and also the day Luo Jinhua became the mayor of Luoyi City.
With mixed feelings of satisfaction and sorrow, Luo Jinhua attended her grandmother's funeral.
Last night, at home, my grandmother suddenly fell ill and stopped breathing shortly after I left the house.
When her mother found out about it and called her home, a wave of sadness and grief washed over her; her grandmother would never see her achievements.
Luo Jinhua's eyes gradually reddened; her grandmother had left her forever...
Behind her, a person slowly walked up to her side.
"Mayor, don't be sad. The old mayor has reached the end of his life. Dying peacefully in his sleep is the best outcome."
The approaching man spoke, his tone devoid of sadness, but rather carrying a sense of relief.
Lost in her grief, Luo Jinhua was oblivious to his change in demeanor and remained immersed in her pain.
"mayor!"
A secretary rushed to her side nervously. She was startled when she suddenly saw the tall man next to her.
"This is?"
She glanced at the man quickly and was secretly surprised.
This person looks very cool, with an indescribable eeriness in his expression and a mature demeanor. Every part of his face seems out of place.
"Madam, what's wrong?"
The man asked with a smile.
When he smiled, the secretary noticed the faint wrinkles on his face.
Meeting his gaze, the secretary sensed a sharp pain in her head. After a few seconds of calming down, she turned to Luo Jinhua and said nervously:
"Mayor, your wife just called you to discuss our company's recent projects."
Luo Jinhua wiped away her tears, calmed herself down, and said to her, "Tell Madam that I'll be there in a bit; I have other things to do right now."
"knew."
The secretary gave a quiet reply and quickly walked out of the cemetery.
This is Huashan Cemetery outside Luoyi City. Before Luo Qiushui passed away, she instructed her family to bury her here so that she could keep Qiu Haitang company.
"Shiyang, I have materials for the press conference. Do you want to come with me?" Luo Jinhua asked, wiping away her tears.
The cool-looking man looked up at the wide tombstone in front of him and said, "Mayor, I'll stay here a little longer."
Luo Jinhua nodded and strode out of the cemetery; she still had many things to do.
The man watched her leave, until her figure finally became a black dot, then he turned back to look at the mountain.
“Using human corpses as fertilizer is really something else.” He picked up a particularly brightly colored petal and gently held it in front of his eyes.
A crimson light appeared before his eyes.
Through this petal, he seemed to see an overwhelming mass of corpses.
Their faces were contorted as they were buried underground, the roots of these flowering trees digging deep into their skin, sprouting and blossoming on them.
He could imagine their miserable state.
"This is wonderful..."
The sigh vanished in the wind.
People stayed from morning till dusk, and gradually left, leaving only a few elderly caretakers around the cemetery.
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