Free Web NovelChapter 895: Chapter 895: Yangyang Shows Her Might Again 2
Mo Yinhe also observed the funnel mouth, proudly picked up his daughter, kissed her white and tender cheek, and said: "Well done, daddy’s good daughter!"
Bo Leng also stepped forward, stood next to Mo Yinhe, and said sternly to the driver: "Move forward! Go through the spatial tunnel again, let’s see how the submarine goes through it!"
The driver followed the order, drove towards the spatial tunnel as before, without deliberately steering towards the funnel mouth. Once the submarine entered the spatial tunnel, it lost the authority to actively navigate. The turbulent current directly pulled the submarine into the funnel mouth, and after a bout of turbulence, the submarine passed through the funnel mouth, emerging from another funnel mouth.
The coordinate system on the map rapidly changed, showing their position had become Ping’an City.
Xiaosong jumped up excitedly and said: "It’s really like this, the space distortion overlaps between two places, my hypothesis was correct! It’s space distortion, not particle entanglement!"
Xiaosong saw a desktop computer in the control room, sprinted over to sit down, opened some software, and his fingertips rapidly danced across the keyboard, crackling away.
He was modeling, drawing on the computer the space distortion he saw with his naked eyes through modeling.
Bo Leng wanted to leave the vessel to personally experience the spatial tunnel.
Su Zhi followed him and said, "I want to go too!"
Mo Yinhe hugged Su Chaoyang, the little darling, standing behind Xiaosong, and focused on watching him model.
The other researchers stood in groups of threes and twos discussing what could cause space distortion at two places to form a funnel?
"According to the explanation of relativity, when the volume of a massive object approaches zero, its gravity will reach unimaginable levels, thereby altering space and prohibiting light from escaping within its space, resulting in space-time distortion."
"Indeed, space-time distortion is rooted in the gravitational pull of matter. Gravity changes normal space by bending in a limitless manner through any energy form. What would be the gravitational wave of this spatial tunnel?"
"Finding the source of this gravitational wave is akin to discovering the natural instrument for instantaneous transfer."
"..."
Much time passed, Su Chaoyang, the little darling, blinked and asked Xiaosong who was swiftly modeling: "Big brother, when will you finish drawing?"
Xiaosong, focused on modeling, replied: "Just a moment." fɾēewebnσveℓ.com
Su Chaoyang, the little darling, closed her weary eyelids, yawned and said: "Big brother, hurry up, baby is running out of endurance."
Mo Yinhe then noticed his daughter showed signs of fatigue, looking very tired.
He tightened his hold on his daughter: "Yangyang, uncomfortable?"
Su Chaoyang, the little darling, rested her head against Mo Yinhe’s shoulder, pointed at The Third Eye hanging from her neck and said: "Daddy, driving it requires a lot of energy, baby’s energy is almost depleted."
Mo Yinhe feared hearing the word energy depletion, recalling Xiaobao’s near-fatal situation due to energy exhaustion, which only recovered after soaking in Dragon Pond for six months.
Not wanting her father to misunderstand, Su Chaoyang, the little darling, explained in a sweet voice: "Daddy, baby is okay, won’t be in trouble. Just a bit tired and needs sleep. If big brother hasn’t finished drawing, he can wait until baby wakes up. Baby will activate The Third Eye again to let big brother continue painting."
Without activating The Third Eye, they couldn’t see the distorted space.
Su Chaoyang, the little darling, held on for nearly half an hour, but now she couldn’t sustain her energy.
Mo Yinhe, worried, said to Xiaosong: "Stop drawing, continue another day."
Xiaosong, unwilling, begged: "Your Highness, please give me another ten minutes."
"Another day, there’s no rush!" Mo Yinhe said firmly.
He couldn’t bear his daughter’s fatigue and was more afraid of her getting into trouble, lovingly said: "Yangyang, sleep, daddy is not in a hurry. We’ll talk after you rest well."
Su Chaoyang, the little darling, nodded. Her small hands clasped tightly on The Third Eye, instantly gathering its brilliant light.
"Daddy, baby is so sleepy, baby will sleep first."
The child felt sleepy, her hands tightly wrapped around Mo Yinhe’s neck, leaning into his embrace, and fell fast asleep within a few seconds of closing her eyes.
After withdrawing the dazzling light, the submarine’s large glass windows no longer revealed the distorted space, only endless seawater. Xiaosong regretfully frowned, having to save the half-complete model.
Mo Yinhe told the driver: "Return to Qinglong Bay base."
"Yes, Your Highness."
After returning to Qinglong Bay base, Mo Yinhe brought his cherished daughter to his quarters, laid her on the bed, covered her with a quilt, and called the military doctor and Bo Leng.
Once bitten by a snake, afraid for ten years, Mo Yinhe was uneasy, fearing trouble for his daughter.
The military doctor entered to examine the child, saying everything was normal.
Mo Yinhe wasn’t reassured, realizing the plight of his wife not being beside him. He dismissed the military doctor, intending to call Si Mingjing, but Bo Leng and Su Zhi arrived.
Su Zhi anxiously inquired: "What’s wrong with my baby?"
Mo Yinhe gave way, saying to Bo Leng: "She said she’s tired and needs sleep. Check her condition to see if it’s a matter of energy depletion?"
Bo Leng nodded and examined the child.
After the examination, he said: "Nothing’s wrong, just ordinary fatigue. Let her take a nap."
"Sure it’s not the same energy depletion case as the fire extinguishing incident?"
Bo Leng affirmed: "It’s not."
Mo Yinhe finally relaxed the heart that had hung in suspense, his tense expression easing.
Su Zhi sat by the bed, lifted The Third Eye hanging on Su Chaoyang’s neck with two fingers, and clicked his tongue, saying: "This thing is quite useful, worthy of being Gendaya’s national treasure. Just don’t know how to use it? If I did, my little darling wouldn’t have to suffer."
Bo Leng stood nearby with arms folded, and said, "This belongs to the Mystery Sect."
Meaning: only practitioners of the Mystery Sect can wield it.
Mo Yinhe asked: "Did you personally inquire about it, any discoveries?"
Bo Leng shook his head, indicating no.
He said: "Each field has its expertise, better they figure out the breakthrough. We’ve invited these researchers in for heavy pay, isn’t that to make them work? That Xiaosong you found, I hold strong hopes for him, your selection shows good judgment."
Mo Yinhe concurred, held high expectations for Xiaosong.
Afraid the sound would disturb the child’s sleep, the three walked out of the bedroom, heading towards the temporary research building designated for the researchers’ work, to hear their perspectives.
After today’s experiences, everyone had unique insights and ideas. They gathered for a meeting to share their thoughts and opinions. Mo Yinhe and the other two didn’t enter the meeting room but stood outside listening.
Professional matters should be analyzed and discussed by professionals.
Mo Yinhe listened for a while, knowing the meeting would not reach a conclusion anytime soon, then invited Bo Leng for drinks saying: "I brought two bottles of fine red wine, want to try?"
