Marrying My Bestie's Ferocious Brother - He Calls Me His Baby!-Chapter 168 - 167: The Secret of the Library

Lin Wan Yi stepped forward, reached out her hand, and gently pushed open the heavy wooden door.

"Creak—"

The door opened.

Upon entering, there were bookshelves.

Row after row, neatly arranged, stretching endlessly.

In the entire attic, only the first floor was illuminated with a soft light.

The stairs leading to the second floor were hidden in a darkness that couldn’t be penetrated.

Lin Wan Yi walked to the nearest bookshelf.

She randomly pulled out a book.

The cover was hard, smooth to the touch, and simply designed.

"Application of Polymer Materials in Agricultural Water Conservation."

She pulled out another one.

"Fundamentals of Semiconductor Physics."

And another.

"Introduction to Crop Gene Editing Technology and Practice."

Lin Wan Yi’s fingertips brushed over the row of book titles.

Her heartbeat started to accelerate uncontrollably.

These books...

are things that shouldn’t exist in this era.

They are at least twenty years ahead.

A figure suddenly flashed in Lin Wan Yi’s mind.

The man squatting in the waste depot, gnawing on a dry bun.

Jiang Zhou.

He said he wanted to build the country’s first color television.

Lin Wan Yi closed her eyes.

She silently recited in her heart.

"Color television... cathode ray tube..."

The next moment.

A book spine on a bookshelf to her right glowed with a faint, soft white light.

Lin Wan Yi immediately walked over.

She found the book.

The title was clearly printed on the cover: "Principles of Cathode Ray Tube and Substitution Solutions for Shadow Mask Materials."

That’s it!

Lin Wan Yi pulled out the book.

She quickly opened it.

Inside were intricate circuit diagrams and mathematical formulas she couldn’t understand but found incredibly precise.

She flipped directly to the table of contents and found the Chapters on "Phosphor Dot Patterning" and "Electron Beam Scanning Precision."

The book contained not only detailed theoretical explanations.

More importantly, it included several chemical formulas for substitute synthesis using cheap materials in the absence of rare metals.

Every step was outlined clearly.

This was no longer theory.

This was a complete, ready-to-execute manual.

Lin Wan Yi closed the book, her chest rising and falling.

With this, Jiang Zhou’s color TV could become a reality.

She placed the book back in its place, unable to calm the excitement in her heart.

Her gaze fell on the dark stairs leading to the second floor.

The first floor alone contained technology twenty years ahead of its time.

What about the second floor?

What could it be?

Lin Wan Yi, unable to contain her curiosity, stepped toward the stairs.

One step, two steps.

As her foot was about to reach the third step.

An invisible force suddenly pushed her back.

It wasn’t painful.

But it was an irresistible force.

Lin Wan Yi couldn’t believe it and tried again.

The result was the same.

She was blocked gently but firmly at the bottom of the stairs.

Just then.

A thought flashed directly into her mind.

It wasn’t a sound or a string of words.

But rather a clear perception.

[Insufficient military spirit, second floor of the library is locked.]

Military spirit?

Lin Wan Yi was stunned.

She immediately understood.

It was Gu Yanshen.

This space was activated because of him.

Now, to upgrade the space and unlock more advanced functions, he was still needed.

Lin Wan Yi stood in front of the stairs, silent for a long time.

She looked at that deep darkness, unable to tell what she was feeling.

Forget it.

Everything must be done step by step.

She turned back to the bookshelf and pulled out the "Principles of Cathode Ray Tube" again.

The books couldn’t be taken out.

But the knowledge could.

At some unknown time, a desk and stationery had appeared in the space.

Lin Wan Yi sat down and spread out paper and pen.

She didn’t transcribe everything.

She only selected the two most critical parts.

One was the core algorithm formula to solve the scanning precision issue.

The other was the chemical reaction equations and process flow diagram for the substitute materials solution.

She drew carefully.

Every character, every line, she strived for accuracy.

By the time she finished the last stroke, the sky was beginning to lighten.

Lin Wan Yi rubbed her sore wrist and exited the space.

The next day.

Gu Lan was pulled out of bed by Lin Wan Yi.

"Sister-in-law, what’s up? It’s not even dawn yet!" She rubbed her eyes, full of reluctance.

Lin Wan Yi thrust the densely drawn papers into her hands.

"Go to the Technology University."

"Give these to Jiang Zhou."

The moment Gu Lan heard the name "Jiang Zhou," she instantly became alert, her face full of reluctance.

"That Rubbish King again? I won’t go! His place stinks!"

"This is my first investment in technology funds." Lin Wan Yi’s tone was firm.

"Go quickly."

Gu Lan couldn’t defy her and reluctantly took the papers and left.

Beijing City University of Technology, abandoned warehouse.

Jiang Zhou was crouched among a pile of parts, holding a soldering iron, busy with something.

"Clang!"

The iron door of the warehouse was kicked open.

"Hey! Rubbish King! These are for you!"

Gu Lan tossed the papers in front of him, the pages fluttering down.

Jiang Zhou frowned and put down the soldering iron.

He irately picked up a sheet.

From just one glance.

He froze as if struck by lightning.

On that sheet was an algorithm formula he had gone over a hundred times, but had always missed the final step.

Suddenly, he squatted down, frantically picking up all the scattered papers on the ground.

The second sheet was a structural diagram.

The third sheet was a chemical formula.

...

His hands started to tremble.

From his fingertips, to his arms, to his entire body.

He stared at the papers, his lips quivering, his throat emitting grunts, like a beast trapped, seeing hope for freedom.

Gu Lan was taken aback by his demeanor.

"Are... are you okay? My sister-in-law said, this is for your technology..."

She hadn’t finished speaking.

Jiang Zhou suddenly raised his head.

His eyes were bloodshot and frighteningly bright.

He stared hard at Gu Lan, as if looking at a miracle.

Then, before Gu Lan could completely react in her gaze.

He took those sheets of paper, more valuable to him than his life, and staggered toward her.

"Thud!"

A dull sound.

Jiang Zhou simply knelt down on the ground.

Gu Lan, scared, took a step back.

"What are you doing! Are you crazy!"

Jiang Zhou ignored her.

He clutched those papers tightly to his chest, as if holding the world’s most precious treasure.

He lifted his head, looking up at Gu Lan.

His voice trembled, almost crying, filled with a wild sort of reverence.

"Madame!"

"I beg you! Go back and tell your sister-in-law!"

"No! Tell that living Bodhisattva! Immortal!"

Jiang Zhou knocked his forehead against the cold cement floor, making a "dong" sound.

"From now on, she’s my ancestor!"

"I beg you! Make sure she is honored!"

Beijing City University of Technology.

The afternoon sun made the asphalt road somewhat scorching.

Gu Lan pulled along the squeaky cart, feeling like her arms were no longer hers.

The cart was piled high with scrap metal, glinting painfully in the sunlight.