"Seventh Space"

"Tell me about it." After hesitating for a moment, Bibi Dong spoke, her phoenix eyes fixed tightly on him.

Dongfang Yu finally let out a sigh of relief. He had gambled right.

It was just that what came next... might be rather awkward!

"Ahem... Teacher, have you ever heard of sanitary pads?" Dongfang Yu asked with an unnatural expression. After all, discussing this with a mature woman was somewhat embarrassing.

But for money, I was willing to endure strange looks.

Bibi Dong was stunned and asked in confusion, "Sanitary pads? What are those?"

All right, Douluo Continent truly did not have such things. Dongfang Yu had stumbled upon this business opportunity by chance.

It was because Hu Liena had once felt unwell in the stomach during training. He had asked after her with concern at the time. He still remembered how her face had flushed red and how she had stammered. Only in the end did he learn that her "monthly visitor" had come.

What was he supposed to do? As her junior brother, although they were of different genders, he was not really some little brat. His mental age was already over thirty, so naturally, he would not be shy around a little girl.

So he had immediately planned to buy sanitary pads for his senior sister! Yet Hu Liena had looked at him in confusion and asked what sanitary pads were. He had been dumbfounded for quite a while then, and that was how he discovered this business opportunity!

Moreover, in his previous world, he had "accidentally" learned about the ingredients and production method for sanitary pads. Don't misunderstand—he had really learned it by accident. It was definitely not something he had specifically searched for...

So, with this business opportunity and those memories, it would be impossible not to make a fortune.

"Ahem... Teacher, what I'm about to say may be somewhat improper." Dongfang Yu silently lowered his head.

"Hmm?" Bibi Dong became even more curious. What exactly was this thing? Her little disciple seemed unable to bring himself to say it.

"Teacher, this disciple wishes to ask... when women have that, how do they... how do they deal with it?" After saying that, Dongfang Yu felt cold sweat cover his forehead. Of course, it was not because he was embarrassed, but because he feared Bibi Dong would slap him.

"Which one?" Bibi Dong asked solemnly.

"That one..."

"Speak plainly. It's fine." Bibi Dong was very serious. After all, this was a major matter, and there could not be the slightest bit of perfunctory treatment.

"It's those... few days every month." At that moment, Dongfang Yu felt as though his soul was about to leave his body. What had he just said?! He was actually discussing this sort of thing with Bibi Dong?! How was that any different from being a hooligan?

But there was no helping it. He could only hope Bibi Dong would understand, because this was all for the sake of making money.

"..."

Even someone as aloof as Bibi Dong could not stop the corner of her mouth from twitching sharply! This rebellious disciple! She had listened so seriously, thinking he was about to say something important, only for him to ask such a question!

"Are you teasing your teacher?" Bibi Dong asked calmly, her tone neither warm nor cold.

Dongfang Yu inwardly cried injustice! How could he dare tease her now?!

"This disciple would not dare." Dongfang Yu hurriedly replied respectfully.

"Since you do not dare, why would you ask such a question? I am your teacher." Bibi Dong's expression darkened, and her tone turned hostile. Her anger was already on the verge of erupting.

"Because the sanitary pads this disciple mentioned are related to this matter." Dongfang Yu swallowed and gathered his courage before continuing:

"As this disciple understands it, during those few days every month... because women have no better way to deal with it, their movements become very inconvenient. Thus, it is very troublesome for women."

Hearing this, Bibi Dong gradually calmed her anger. Only then did she realize that he was serious and not deliberately courting death. "So?"

"That is where sanitary pads come in. Sanitary pads can deal with this problem very effectively for twenty-four hours. Women will no longer suffer so many inconveniences because of those days." Dongfang Yu gradually forgot his fear and explained earnestly.

"Bring one for me to see." Bibi Dong said coldly.

"There aren't any yet, but please give this disciple two days. This disciple will certainly give Teacher a satisfactory answer." Dongfang Yu said with a serious expression.

"Tap... tap."

Fingers lightly tapped against the Pope's desk. In the already silent Papal Hall, the sound now felt more like the gaze of the God of Death.

Every time the sound rang out, Dongfang Yu felt as though someone had squeezed his heart again. Just like that, half an hour gradually passed.

Bibi Dong remained silent for a long time. She seemed to be considering whether Dongfang Yu's words were true, or perhaps whether she should kill him.

At some point, Dongfang Yu had lowered his head, no longer daring to look at Bibi Dong's expression. Whether he succeeded or failed depended entirely on a single thought from her.

"Give me your answer in two days."

Dongfang Yu felt as though he had been granted a pardon! He had succeeded!

"This disciple obeys."

"Enough. You may leave." After saying that, Bibi Dong no longer looked at him. Instead, she lowered her head and resumed reading the memorials, as though nothing had happened.

"This disciple takes his leave." Dongfang Yu wiped the sweat from his forehead and withdrew respectfully.

The instant Dongfang Yu stepped out of the Papal Hall, Bibi Dong, who had kept her head lowered, finally raised it. Her eyes were filled with thoughtfulness.

The next day, Dongfang Yu could only apologize profusely as he declined Hu Liena's invitation. After explaining himself properly, he threw his entire body and heart into his "great money-making endeavor."

On the first day, Dongfang Yu sent people everywhere to purchase materials. Fortunately, all the raw materials needed to make sanitary pads existed here; they simply needed processing.

He was only a beginner. Though he knew the steps, he had never put them into practice, and there was no one to help test them. Thus, nearly all his attempts failed over the course of the day.

But Dongfang Yu did not lose heart or become discouraged, because once this thing was made, its profits could multiply by dozens or even hundreds of times.

On the second day, not until evening did Dongfang Yu finally successfully make "sanitary pads." Overjoyed, he immediately hurried toward the Papal Hall. Along the way, he ignored Yan, Xie Yue, and the others even when they greeted him.

Papal Hall.

Bibi Dong picked up the "small package" on the Pope's desk and looked at Dongfang Yu with puzzled eyes. "This is the sanitary pad you mentioned?"

Dongfang Yu nodded vigorously. "Teacher, this disciple has named it 'Seventh Space.'"

"How is this used?" Bibi Dong kept examining the package, her curiosity apparent.

Could such a small thing truly solve women's troubles? If it was real, it would definitely bring enormous profits. As one of those affected, she knew very clearly what it meant.

The corner of Dongfang Yu's mouth twitched. Could it be that I still have to teach a woman how to use sanitary pads?

"Teacher, I will write down the method of use. You... can try it."

Bibi Dong's expression turned cold upon hearing this, and she nearly could not stop herself from slapping him!

"Rebellious disciple! How dare you!"

Dongfang Yu hurriedly lowered his head and apologized bitterly. "This disciple knows his mistake."