Lin Xiaohe was content—having friends made everything feel complete.
Every morning, when the sun sent out its first golden rays, Lin Xiaohe would sling her little satchel over her shoulder, bring Doudou and Xinbao along, and go for a morning jog around the family residential compound.
On the way, she’d pick up some breakfast. By the time she got home, the professor and his wife would already be washed up and waiting for her.
Lin Xiaohe didn’t introduce Xinbao and Doudou to Professor Liu and his wife the way she had with the Lin family.
After finishing breakfast with the elderly couple and seeing them off to work, the rest of the day belonged to Lin Xiaohe.
“Come on! Let’s try to grow Fanfan, Xiaohei, Xiaohong, and Yingzi too!”
“Come on! Xiaohe, you can definitely do it.”
Based on her observations over the past few days, Lin Xiaohe believed that her little companions’ awakening was probably related to absorbing fragments of life essence floating around in the environment.
This stuff was truly amazing. Where did it even come from? Could it regenerate?
Lin Xiaohe was completely absorbed in the grand undertaking of growing her little companions, paying no attention at all to the online storm.
Given China’s sheer size, any decision required deep deliberation.
Lin Xiaohe figured that without ten or eight years of consideration, China probably wouldn’t be able to make a decision.
Little did she expect—she was proven wrong.
She only had to wait three months.
On the day Xinbao had grown from a tiny sprout into a wheat plant heavy with grain, ready for harvest, Lin Xiaohe received a message from Uncle Chen.
“They want to see you.”
This meeting was conducted online.
Through a dedicated satellite and a designated encrypted channel, using domestically produced systems—ensuring the communication content would absolutely not be leaked.
Lin Xiaohe sat obediently in a room. Across from her was a camera and a screen that took up nearly an entire wall.
The ergonomic aviation seat made her whole body relax the moment she sat down.
On the table in front of the seat were bottled water, a whole pot of mango pomelo sago, a plate of dried fruits, snacks, and even the latest trendy milk-skin candied hawthorn skewers.
Lin Xiaohe’s gaze swept over everything, and a faint, barely-there smile appeared on her face.
Over the past few days, she had ordered takeout ten times, nine of which were mango pomelo sago.
When she scrolled through short videos at night, she had paused multiple times on reviews of milk-skin candied hawthorn skewers.
Whether the other side meant this as intimidation or as a gesture of care, Lin Xiaohe chose to treat it as care and accepted it all without complaint.
She unceremoniously picked up a cup of mango pomelo sago, then grabbed a milk-skin candied hawthorn skewer and bit into it.
Bleh, bleh!
She’d been set up by capitalism.
The good news was—she wasn’t the one paying.
Two completely unrelated things paired together—the taste was, as expected, indescribable. This stuff sold for over twenty yuan a skewer. Whoever bought it was a total sucker.
Old Chen, who had been quietly observing her, shook his head slightly: “That psychological fortitude is something else. Old Yan, she’s not falling for your tricks.”
Old Yan’s expression didn’t change. He picked up the walkie-talkie: “Everything is ready.”
He put down the walkie-talkie.
The screen in the room lit up, revealing a solemn conference room.
Old Yan had been watching Lin Xiaohe’s micro-expressions the entire time and hadn’t seen any trace of guilt or nervousness.
His heart skipped a beat. Such unshakable confidence—either Lin Xiaohe had undergone extremely rigorous special training, or she had backing and real strength.
Which one was it?
Under Old Yan’s strict watch, the meeting proceeded.
The two sides had a friendly exchange and communication, and reached an agreement.
“We need to grasp both aspects and be strong in both!”
The leaders stated that they wanted to pursue a path of cultivation and technology in parallel, and wanted to hear Lin Xiaohe’s opinion.
Lin Xiaohe was straightforward: “Of course that’s fine, but you need to be mentally prepared. If you can’t step into space as soon as possible, with Blue Star’s current resources, the tech path won’t get you far.”
“Interstellar communication consumes the equivalent of one-millionth of the entire solar system’s energy. The resources Blue Star can provide are worth less than an ordinary metallic asteroid to a Type II civilization.”
The leaders thanked Lin Xiaohe for the reminder and reaffirmed their choice.
Walking on two legs was always more stable than walking on one.
If cultivation turned out to be a scam, at least this decision wouldn’t lead the country into a ditch.
Lin Xiaohe understood and respected this, and proactively offered: “Is there anything I can help you with?”
Lin Xiaohe’s cooperativeness and friendly attitude exceeded everyone’s expectations.
The leaders didn’t hold back: “We’d like you to screen a group of qualified students from certain specific demographics to study under you. To that end, we can clear all the red tape for this matter—all kinds of resources and manpower can be coordinated to support you.”
Lin Xiaohe: “With this much commotion, will that work?”
“We’re planning to establish a dedicated university. You know how it is—the college entrance exam has always been a major national affair.”
A little commotion was only normal.
Lin Xiaohe had no objections: “Any requirements on the number of students?”
“None! The more the better.” The top leader, seeing how agreeable Lin Xiaohe was, naturally reciprocated, “Would you consider taking on the role of principal?”
Lin Xiaohe was slightly taken aback.
Before transmigrating, she was a counselor.
After transmigrating, she was a military academy student.
Now, she’d transformed into a principal?
Oh wow, this speed was like riding a rocket.
Lin Xiaohe nodded firmly: “Yes!”
Everyone smiled with satisfaction. They weren’t afraid of Lin Xiaohe making big demands—they were afraid she wouldn’t state any conditions at all.
See? This is how a conversation should go—everyone happy.
The leader was very thoughtful: “Do you have any ideas about the university’s name?”
Lin Xiaohe thought for a moment, then said hesitantly: “China Central First Agricultural School?”
Uh…
China First? Agricultural School?
Instantly, the usually worldly and experienced leaders couldn’t help but fall silent.
These two phrases put together felt… strange.
But Lin Xiaohe misinterpreted their silence. Clapping her hands, she said thoughtfully: “I get it—I was being too narrow-minded. It shouldn’t be called China Central First Agricultural School. It should be called Blue Star Central First Agricultural School!”
That’s right, just like that. They were planning to unify the world anyway—might as well start with the slogan!
As the future main combat force training center for Blue Star, what was wrong with calling it Blue Star First Central Agricultural School?
That’s what you call presence. That’s what you call confidence!
Seeing Lin Xiaohe’s matter-of-fact expression, everyone exchanged glances for a few minutes, then unanimously agreed: this specially established university would be called Blue Star Central First Agricultural School!
Rushing to get it done before the college entrance exam, the approval for Blue Star Central First Agricultural School was completed quickly.
As for the school’s location, a large stretch of farmland was designated in Black Province, requisitioning land and buildings from the State Farm Reclamation Bureau.
The leaders of the Reclamation Bureau were utterly bewildered.
What was going on? Why was there so much attention on this? What kind of agricultural school had such powerful backing—would it be open to outside enrollment?
Naturally, all sorts of rumors began circulating.
Many parents of college entrance exam candidates in Black Province started paying attention to this agricultural school.
Students who graduated from the Railway Institute would go to railway companies.
Would students who graduated from this agricultural school be directly assigned to the State Farm Reclamation Bureau?