Douluo's Fancy Development Blue Silver Grass

‘The cold weather makes the sun shorter’, this poetic saying aptly describes the scene at this moment. The night is like a quiet dancer, quietly pulling down the curtain of twilight while people are still immersed in the hustle and bustle of the day.

Although the summer cicada is still lingering on the branches, its slightly tragic summer elegy, mixed with the cool breath of early autumn, seems to be whispering about the ruthless change of time, urging people outdoors to return home as soon as possible.

After a whole month of walking on thin ice in a changing and unpredictable environment, Duguyan, a woman with a heavy responsibility and a strong heart, finally returned to her warm and elegant boudoir.

Her boudoir is like a sanctuary for the soul, in sharp contrast to the intrigues in Soto city, revealing a kind of calm tranquility and security.

She gently closed the rosewood door inlaid with exquisite carvings. The luxurious atmosphere flowing between the wood textures was just like the family tradition of the Dugu family. It seemed that it was this atmosphere that gave birth to her tenacity and arrogance.

Then, she let go of her fatigue, indulged herself in a few quick steps, and flew to the bed like a tired bird returning to its nest, letting the soft bed accept and soothe her tense spirit.

After tossing and turning on the bed for a while, Dugu Yan finally recovered from his brief state of relaxation. He raised his wrist and touched the biological bracelet lightly to activate the contact list function.

In an instant, a long screen of light appeared in front of her eyes, and the densely packed names on it recorded the various intersections in her life.

Her eyes wandered on the light screen, sliding down a few screens, and her eyes locked on the two key figures:

One is Ning Rongrong, who is still online, quirky and can always see into other people's inner secrets;

The other one is Yang Yuning, who has been offline for a long time, but left a deep impression on her.

Regarding Ning Rongrong, Dugu Yan had a subtle taboo in his heart. This clever and cunning little devil could always discover his own weaknesses and omissions when he least expected it.

Especially after she resolutely took over the thorny problems left by Mu Zhe, the pressure and hardships of life gave her an indescribable change in temperament.

If you want to find a word to describe this change, it is undoubtedly "maturity".

Dugu Yan looked at the light screen in his hand and couldn't help but sigh in his heart:

"We are both women, so why are the growth trajectories between you and me so different?" She buried her face deeply into the pillow. After all, she could not say that sentence, but it echoed repeatedly in her heart.

Dugu Yan hesitated for a moment, and finally followed his grandfather's instructions and pressed the button to dial Ning Rongrong's communication request.

After just a few crisp and short ringback tones, the familiar yet slightly provocative voice came to her ears - Ning Rongrong's clear and sweet voice.

"Yan Bao, it's rare that you have time to call 'sister'. Do you miss me?" Ning Rongrong teased, with a hint of cunning in her words.

Dugu Yan muttered to himself: "You really shouldn't be talking to her."

There was a hint of annoyance in her voice as she responded:

"Rongbao, sister is worried that you will have too much trouble dealing with things there, that you will stay up late and your eyelids will droop, and your hair will have split ends, which will affect your beauty. So after completing the task, I will come to say hello as soon as possible to see if I can help you. A helping hand.”

Ning Rongrong, who was on the other end of the phone, was busy analyzing and dealing with various complex inquiries from Wuhun Palace. She heard the strangeness in Dugu Yan's words. The veins on her hands were vaguely visible between the knuckles, but she did not raise her head. Instead, he responded in a relaxed tone:

"Oh, Yanbao, you have really made great progress. My sister is very pleased.

Don't worry, although I have a lot of things here, they are all a piece of cake for me. If you really want to help, why don't you quickly sort out the things you have at hand and come over to help me lead the new students in the Samsara Palace. You know, educating people is much more tiring than dealing with official documents. "

Thinking of all the troubles caused by the newly admitted disciples of the Little Reincarnation Palace, even the former troublemaker Ning Rongrong could not help but show a hint of exhaustion. She took a deep breath, adjusted her emotions and then continued:

"Since you said that Tiandou's matter has been settled, can you tell me the specific situation in detail? Although I am busy here, it is crucial for us sisters to support each other."

Although Dugu Yan was a little surprised by Ning Rongrong's sudden change in business attitude, she still decided to tell Ning Rongrong everything that happened to the Tiandou Empire, no matter how big or small.

She knew very well that as the senior sister in charge of the Small Reincarnation Palace, Ning Rongrong had far more authority than the new students in the micro-channel system, and her every move would affect the decisions and actions of the entire organization.

While listening to Dugu Yan's story, Ning Rongrong used the resources at hand to search, summarize and analyze.

The data results displayed on the light screen in front of him were indeed basically consistent with the report submitted by the Tiandou Empire. However, with his keen intuition and insight, Ning Rongrong noticed that there seemed to be inconsistencies in certain links.

At this moment, an inspiration flashed in her mind like a flash of lightning.

——The new paper recently published by Mu Zhe is titled "A method of synthesizing sugars and organic polymers from carbon dioxide driven by soul power."

This paper obviously provides a potential solution to the increasingly severe food crisis in the Tiandou Empire,

And why does Mu Zhe have such a pessimistic attitude towards the handling of Qian Renxue's team?

Ning Rongrong frowned, and cold sweat broke out on her forehead. After thinking deeply for a moment, although the clues were vague and the information was complicated, making it difficult to draw a definite conclusion, she still decided to tell Dugu Yan her doubts:

“Yan Bao, the situations you shared are indeed important.

I compared the information on both sides and found that maybe the food problem there has not really been solved, and you must be more careful there. "

Facing Ning Rongrong's warning, Dugu Yan seemed a little puzzled and even a little optimistic:

"The report I've read clearly states that the grain collected has far exceeded the minimum demand red line and can fully support the time when new grain is put into the warehouse. What is there to worry about?"

After hearing Dugu Yan's answer, Ning Rongrong understood that she had not fully understood her warning.

Despite her helplessness, Ning Rongrong still insisted:

"Okay, Yan Bao, stay vigilant no matter what, and contact me in time if there is any situation."

Although he was worried, he knew that he could not intervene forcefully and could only hope that Dugu Yan could understand the problem as soon as possible and take corresponding preventive measures.

Just when Ning Rongrong hung up the phone and was about to continue to deal with the complicated affairs, the words "new grain put into storage" mentioned by Dugu Yan echoed in her mind like an alarm bell.

She is keenly aware that there may be unforeseen problems and risks hidden in this crucial step of warehousing new grains.

Therefore, she decisively entered the key information "there may be problems with the new grain into storage" into her smart memo and set it as a high-priority reminder. Once any information related to this appears, an alarm prompt will be triggered immediately. .

Ning Rongrong gently rubbed the corners of her sore eyes and prayed silently in her heart: "I hope everything goes smoothly in the Tiandou Empire."

Despite her exhaustion, she stuck to her post and once again immersed herself in the mountain of reports and data.

Trying to dig out more clues that may have been overlooked from the massive information to ensure that the Small Samsara Palace can respond to any potential crisis in a timely manner no matter when and where. (End of chapter)