Chapter 6: Space System Zero

Chapter 6: Space System—Zero

"Master, the Space System's level is too low. Currently, you can only exchange for plant seeds and blueprints."

"Plant seeds, huh?" Tong An'nian opened her eyes wearily, looking at the withered, yellow wheat fields all around. Perhaps, she could...

"System, do you have sweet potato seeds?"

"Replying to Master, yes."

"If I plant them in the space, can I transfer them to the outside world?"

"Yes."

"Then exchange for sweet potato seeds and plant them directly in the space. As for the rest, we'll talk after I wake up. Also, from now on, your name will be—Zero." With that, Tong An'nian closed her eyes heavily.

"Thank you, Master, for the name." The voice of the Space System, Zero, drifted softly through Tong An'nian's mind.

By the time they arrived home, Tong An'nian had already fallen asleep on Tong An'qi's shoulder. After placing her on the bed, the children recounted to the adults how they had caught the turtles and how Tong An'nian had saved the child, Tong Shitou.

Everyone was astonished, surprised that Tong An'nian actually knew how to save someone.

However, since Tong An'nian was already asleep, they didn't ask any questions, simply telling the children to go out to gather some firewood and dig for wild vegetables.

"Mother, do you think... how did Nianbao'er suddenly know how to save someone?" Ning Qingqiu glanced toward her room with some unease, then turned to look at Old Madam Tong.

"I don't know either. We'll ask Nianbao'er when she wakes up. Regardless, saving a life is a good thing; it's an act of accumulating virtue and doing good." Old Madam Tong was also at a loss; no one knew how Tong An'nian could have known the method to save someone.

When Tong An'nian woke up from her nap, it was already dark outside. She didn't go out, but instead flashed into the space.

The spiritual field, which had been empty before, was now a lush green. Tong An'nian squatted down, looking at the plants, unable to process what she was seeing.

She had planted these this afternoon, right? They had already sprouted? And they had grown this big? Was it an illusion?

"Zero, what is going on?"

"Replying to Master, time inside the space moves faster than outside. The growth rate of plants in the spiritual field is also much faster. The sweet potatoes planted this afternoon will be ready for harvest by tomorrow morning."

Zero knew what Tong An'nian wanted to ask, so it explained briefly, and Tong An'nian understood.

Looking at it this way, this spiritual field was truly a rare and precious treasure!

If she planted grain in here, wouldn't it mature in just a day?

"Master, someone is coming." Zero reminded Tong An'nian just in time.

Tong An'nian exited the space, and at that moment, the door opened. Walking in was her father, Tong Zhengyang.

"Daddy." Her soft, sweet voice made Tong Zhengyang's heart melt, and he walked to the bedside in a few strides.

"Has our little sleepyhead woken up? Let's go. Shitou's parents are here to thank you, and Grandma wants you to come out." Tong Zhengyang picked up Tong An'nian and walked out.

In the courtyard, Tong Shitou's father, Tong Chunsheng, and his mother were talking with Old Master Tong and the others, with Shitou in tow. In truth, they were mostly just expressing their gratitude.

"An'nian is awake? Shitou, come quickly, kowtow to An'nian. She saved your life; you must protect An'nian in the future, do you hear?"

Seeing Tong An'nian being carried out, Tong Chunsheng pulled Tong Shitou and prepared to kneel, which gave Tong An'nian a start.

"Chunsheng, what are you doing? Nianbao'er is still young, how can you let her be knelt to? Shitou's body is weak, don't put him through this."

Old Master Tong grabbed Tong Shitou, preventing him from kneeling. Tong Chunsheng didn't force it, but looked at Shitou's mother, who brought a bamboo basket forward.

"Auntie, we don't have anything valuable at home. These are two old hens that are currently laying eggs—one every day. Please keep them to help An'nian build up her strength. Please don't mind that it's not much."

Shitou's mother looked at Old Madam Tong and the others with embarrassment. The harvest had been poor for the last two years, and with the drought lasting another year, the family really had nothing of value, so they could only bring the two laying hens.