Courtyard House: My Time Travel is a Bit Too Strong

The light-sensitive zombies retreated step by step, eventually disappearing into the depths of the main burial chamber.

Wang Zhennan, who was watching the live stream, recognized Lin Quan at a glance and immediately dialed his number.

"Chairman Wang, zombies are afraid of light and will never show their faces during the day..." Lin Quan said in a low voice.

"Mr. Lin, you know about zombies?" Wang Zhennan asked, slightly surprised.

"Master mentioned it back then," Lin Quan replied casually.

"Understood." Wang Zhennan hung up and immediately dialed another number.

Half an hour later, high-wattage searchlights were set up around the tomb passage.

As dusk approached and the sun sank behind the mountains, the zombie indeed emerged from the darkness.

"Rat-a-tat-tat—" Three heavy machine guns roared simultaneously.

The bullet struck the torso, creating a dent and sending sparks flying.

"Whoosh—" A rocket tore through the air.

With a deafening boom, the corpse exploded into pieces.

Then they poured oil on it and set it on fire, turning the severed limbs into ashes in an instant.

Several scientists in white coats stamped their feet and sighed.

This living corpse, capable of autonomous movement, was a once-in-a-lifetime research specimen.

If you burn everything to ashes, what will you use for experiments?

The soldiers withdrew in an orderly manner, and the archaeological team took over the site again.

Lin Quan arrived at the invitation of Huaxia Industrial Group. He walked through the long corridor as if he knew the way well and went straight into the conference room.

"Engineer Lin." Wang Zhennan and the others immediately stood up.

"No need to be so formal." Lin Quan waved his hand and chose a chair by the window to sit down.

"Mr. Lin, could you please tell me about the zombies?" Wang Zhennan said.

"Master mentioned that there are still more than a dozen bodies sealed underground... However, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth has long been severed, and no new ones will ever appear again." Lin Quan spoke calmly, his words containing three parts truth and seven parts concealment, taking his time for several minutes.

"So, are there really ghosts in this world?" Wang Zhennan blurted out.

"Without spiritual energy to sustain it, even ghosts can't stay," Lin Quan answered crisply.

"Where is the monster?" he asked again.

"For decades now, it has become increasingly difficult for animals to become sentient beings." Lin Quan said in a flat tone, as if he were talking about the weather.

After spending a few days at Huaxia Industrial Group, he looked at the parts being cut on the assembly line, and then drove back to Haizhou alone.

Today's Huaxia Industrial Group is a far cry from what it used to be—it possesses a full range of core technologies and boasts an astonishing scale.

To match its production capacity, it either acquires old factories or builds new ones, one after another.

"At this rate, my amphibious armored vehicle will be ready for production in less than two months."

The toughest challenge—small reactors—is that China already has mature models in hand.

Equipment, materials, drawings, and process chains are all available.

Simply process the parts according to the procedure and then assemble them according to the drawing, and you're done.

……

"Has Xinhai collapsed?"

"It should have collapsed long ago! Those people on Weibo have such warped values ​​that they wouldn't even stand up for a wall."

"Xin Hai is trending? It's all about price; whoever pays gets on the list."

"The soybean paste has turned yellow too?"

"Want a high score? Pay first. What's the point of this unfair and unjust scoring system?"

"Xinghai, under the banner of Dahong, swallowed Xinhai; Shuanghui is suppressing Awaiba to the death."

"Awai is still holding on with loans, so it won't fall apart anytime soon, but its Taobao store is basically dead."

"Huya now only has a few top streamers who have signed long-term contracts."

"They're just refusing to leave because they're afraid of paying exorbitant penalties for breach of contract."

"Tiger Tooth itself is also struggling to breathe - daily active users have dropped below 100,000, but salaries are still being paid, and they are losing money every day they work."

"Xinghai is dealing with Xinhai, Shuanghui is besieging Awai, and Yunwu is also closing in on Huchi... Dahong has its eyes on these three companies."

Do you know who the vice chairman of Dahong is?

"Liu Yan, my goddess."

"A woman in her forties is considered a goddess?"

"Have you seen what she looks like now? She looks no more than twenty-nine."

"Liu Yan has no dirt on her, but she's been repeatedly smeared by Wang Xiaopao and Ma Huyou. Any man knows that."

……

The dying Awai forced his own courier company to refuse to deliver goods from merchants on the Shuanghui platform.

Fortunately, the postal system is still in operation—it's widely distributed across the country, so even if other courier services are stalled, it can still operate.

It offers the lowest shipping cost, but it's slow.

Want to speed it up? Just pay more.

With orders pouring in from Shuanghui, the postal service is rapidly expanding its recruitment.

Before long, apart from SF Express, all other private courier companies were barely hanging on.

In the online retail sector, Shuanghui already holds over 90% market share.

Operating costs are almost negligible, while merchants receive much higher profits.

Switch to another platform? The deductions, commissions, slot fees, promotion fees… it's all heartbreaking.

"You signed a contract with the platform? Try changing your company name?"

"Can't the factory change its name? Surely it can be registered as a distributor, right?"

With Awai's stock price plummeting every day, bankruptcy is a foregone conclusion—who would dare to take over this mess?

……

That morning, Lin Quan, Chen Shiyan, Liu Yan and their group flew to Chongqing.

After landing, we got into a car sent by Baoshan Farm and drove back to Zhongjia Village.

"Dad, Mom, Aunt Yan..." Lin Wanqian and Lin Wankun rushed over.

"Did you listen to your grandparents at home?" Lin Quan held the two children firmly in his arms.

"I'm the best!" Lin Wanqian looked up with his bright eyes.

"I'm the best behaved!" Lin Wankun immediately stood on tiptoe, puffed out his chest, and put his hands on his hips.

After spending some time playing around with them, Lin Quan set off for Baoshan Farm.

They slaughtered five free-range hens that had been raised for many years, and then selected a fat and strong yellow ox; carrying two chickens and dozens of kilograms of fresh beef, they returned home.

Over the years, farm workers have traversed mountains and rivers, specifically searching for purebred chickens and ducks...

Nowadays, the village raises hundreds of purebred chickens.

He had already prepared all the abalone, sea cucumber, shark fin, fish maw, and scallops needed for Buddha Jumps Over the Wall.

This dish takes a lot of time and requires simmering over a low flame for several hours, so he plans to save it for tomorrow.

"Brother Quan, this chicken smells amazing!" Nie Xiaoyu stood by the stove and took two deep breaths.

"You can't find genuine purebred hens in Haizhou at all," Lin Quan nodded with a smile.

……

"Wei Jun, those girls who came back with A-Quan, are they dating anyone?"

"Second brother, Xiaoyu and Anna are all my classmates, Shiyan."

"Ask them if they have boyfriends."

"It seems... not yet."

"Can you connect my son with someone?"

"Second brother, they all work in big cities..."

"Our village's fish bait factory is thriving, with an average annual income of tens of thousands of yuan per person, and our family is also quite well-off."

"Okay, I'll ask around for you. Whether it works or not, I won't take responsibility."

"Thank you for your hard work."

After dinner, Lin Weijun relayed the message to Nie Xiaoyu and the others.

Nie Xiaoyu, Liu Qian, and Joanna each stirred their tea, then whispered after a moment, "They're already taken." Their tone was flat, but their eyes drifted elsewhere.

After sitting at his parents' house for more than half an hour, Lin Quan returned to his villa.

"Mom, I want to sleep next to you tonight." Lin Wanqian snuggled into Chen Shiyan's arms.

"Okay, Mommy will hold you while you sleep." Chen Shiyan laughed.