Courtyard House: My Time Travel is a Bit Too Strong

Wine made from Lingmi is no less superior than those specially supplied fine wines on the market.

He personally crafted a set of brewing equipment, returned to Hunyuan Mountain, and worked diligently for more than half a month, finally producing a batch of spirit rice wine.

"Around 56 degrees, 1,000 catties of spirit rice, and you get 2,000 catties of wine?"

A typical 100 jin of rice can only produce 100 jin of 45-proof rice wine.

But this spirit rice, when put into a vat, can produce two thousand catties of 56-proof liquor.

Lin Quan didn't think much of it. He turned around and found some high-quality clay, and made another batch of wine jars.

"Each jar contains two jin (1 kg), making a total of one thousand jars. The basement is cool and dry, perfect for storing wine; leave some there."

This wine is smooth and mellow on the palate, with a lingering fragrance that makes you feel slightly tipsy without harming your spirit. It is also beneficial to your health if you drink it regularly.

He left one hundred jars of Lingmi wine for his parents, and also caught several cages of live chickens, ducks and geese, and several baskets of fresh fish, shrimp and crabs, before setting off again for Haizhou.

Go to Chen Shiyan's parents' house once, then go to Liu Yan's parents' house again...

After this round of distribution, aside from the three hundred jars stored in the basement of the Hunyuan Mountain villa, he only had about a hundred jars left.

"Ten acres is too meager. Cultivating with divine sense is easy and effortless—let's expand to a hundred acres."

Back at Hunyuan Mountain, he took water from Hunyuan Lake and expanded the paddy field halfway up the mountain to a hundred acres in one go.

They set up a spirit-dispersing array and a spirit-locking array, scattered spirit grain seeds, and then drove away.

Spiritual grains are easy to cultivate; as long as there is spiritual energy and flowing water, they will grow wherever they land.

"Based on a yield of 2,000 catties per mu, 100 mu would yield 200,000 catties of spirit grain, which, when milled into spirit rice, would easily exceed 160,000 catties."

Back at the villa in Cuizhu Community, they found Chen Shiyan and the others practicing martial arts in the yard.

Their figures have become noticeably fuller; some are practicing Supreme Yoga, while others are practicing Dragon Elephant Imperishable Skill—both are good methods for conditioning and recovery.

After resting in the comfort of a gentle embrace for several days, feeling refreshed both physically and mentally, Lin Quan suddenly remembered the virtual game.

The virtual universe in "Swallowing the Stars" is essentially an immersive game that is incredibly realistic.

With the creative abilities of an immortal-level novice, and with the right hardware, its core functions can be completely replicated.

Judging from the current trend, both the entire Huaxia nation and the Lin family themselves will eventually step into the sea of ​​stars and leap into the heavens.

Currently, the main universe is only stably connected to the Iron Man universe and the Mr. Zombie universe.

In the future, there will only be more and more new channels.

The immortal-level novice is constantly transforming, and one day he will transform into a cosmic supreme being...

The current Xiaobai is already sufficient to support trillions of users accessing the platform simultaneously.

By mass-producing a batch of terminal devices, a simplified virtual universe can be built.

In the original work, the server of that virtual universe was nothing more than an immortal mechanical being of the level of a universe master.

Lin Quan's weapon-refining skills have long surpassed those of the original ancestor in "Swallowing the Starry Sky".

The potential of a novice who has fused with the three thousand law runes is far beyond what the Lord of the Universe can limit.

After a little thought, the entire manufacturing process for the consciousness helmet was already settled in his mind.

His heart warmed, and he quickly stepped forward to help Chen Shiyan and the others correct their movements.

No one noticed that they were talking, laughing and joking as they went into the bathroom together.

Lin Quan, with his exceptional skills and outstanding talent, won once again.

The next morning, he drove to Huaxia Industrial Group and handed over the complete production process of the consciousness helmet to Wang Zhennan.

He has mastered the laws of lightning, and can transfer technical documents to mobile phones or computers completely without using a keyboard or mouse, relying solely on his thoughts.

He not only possesses the mutant abilities of the Black Box, but also far surpasses them.

By attracting lightning, he can send information, videos, and other data directly to other people's devices without making a sound or leaving a trace.

"Mr. Lin, what exactly is this awareness helmet for?" Wang Zhennan asked.

"Wanjie Communication's servers can support virtual games..." Lin Quan smiled.

"Any game is fine?" Wang Zhennan asked again.

"Theoretically, no problem." Lin Quan nodded.

"How about prioritizing the military and police?" Wang Zhennan pondered for a moment and then suggested.

"There's no need. Even if ordinary people master hand-to-hand combat and marksmanship, how much trouble can they cause? They haven't taken gene enhancers or injected with self-healing drugs," Lin Quan said calmly.

"That's true." Wang Zhennan nodded in agreement.

"No matter how good your marksmanship is, it's useless if you don't have a gun, right?" Lin Quan said.

"Yes," Wang Zhennan replied.

"The future of our Chinese nation lies in the depths of the stars, in the myriad universes," Lin Quan said in a clear and resonant voice.

Mass production of awareness helmets is not complicated—Huaxia Industrial Group already had the necessary equipment and raw materials.

With just a few production lines adjusted, it can be fully rolled out within half a month.

Once the intelligent robots are deployed, they immediately start operating at full capacity as long as the raw materials arrive.

Today, the group has at least several hundred million intelligent robots within its operations.

To verify the effect, Wang Zhennan immediately ordered the robot to start the trial production.

In less than half a day, three hundred consciousness helmets had been assembled.

Before coming, Lin Quan had already had Xiaobai deduce three games:

A game similar to Counter-Strike, focusing on combat with firearms;

A battle of cold weapons;

A purely unarmed combat game.

Three hundred helmets were loaded onto the vehicle, and Lin Quan drove the amphibious armored vehicle back to Cuizhu Community.

Chen Shiyan, Liu Yan, and Liu Qian each received one.

Each of their parents and elders received one.

Liu Yu, Li Xiong, and Ma Tao, two each.

Back in Zhongjia Village, there were my father, mother, grandfather, grandmother, maternal grandfather, maternal grandmother... even my sister and brother-in-law, one for each of them.

Upon re-entering the Iron Man world, he took out twenty-three helmets and distributed them to Natasha, Wanda, Hippolyta, and others.

After several days of intense shooting practice, Lin Quan, feeling refreshed and invigorated, instantly teleported back to the main universe.

Put on the helmet, access the virtual universe, and select the firearms combat mode.

This mode includes various forms of combat such as gunfights, tank battles, and air battles...

"Ordinary people who come in can't tell the difference between the real and the fake at all; the level of realism is too high."

Lin Quan, in his conscious form, wielded an assault rifle and nimbly dashed into the building.

His chosen opponents are zombies—killing one earns him 100 game coins.

Buy a magazine for 100 coins; buy an assault rifle for 5,000 coins.

As the countdown reached zero, hordes of zombies suddenly poured out of the streets.

"It's so realistic, let's try it out and see how it feels."

He immediately turned the gun around, raised his arm, locked on, and pulled the trigger—the bullet shot out and the spent cartridge case clattered to the ground.

A flash of silver light streaked across, striking the zombie squarely between the eyebrows.

The zombie fell straight down, its black and red blood splattering all over the ground.

A strong, putrid stench spread with the wind, permeating the surroundings.

He fired in quick succession, and the zombies downstairs fell one after another.

"A points leaderboard is missing."

"This game is so realistic, some people might be scared out of their wits on the spot."

"To buy a consciousness helmet, you have to be at least 16 years old and pass a psychological test."

"The ironclad rule of real-name registration: purchase a device by swiping your ID card, it is for your exclusive use only, and no one else can use it."

"Fan Paopao and Wu Duoduo are still blocked."

At Lin Quan's command, Fan Paopao and Wu Duoduo were immediately added to the blacklist.