"By the way, when I went into the city a few days ago, I saw quite a few starving people."
Su Mu suddenly spoke up and asked.
In Su Mu's view, the existence of starving people in the world of cultivation seemed rather illogical.
If the world of cultivation consisted of sects where cultivators secluded themselves in seclusion, Su Mu wouldn't find it too strange.
The problem is that the Great Liang Dynasty is now controlled by cultivators, so it's rather strange that there are starving people.
Xiao Wu put down her pen, her face still calm. "What's wrong with starving people? Even in prosperous times, starving people are everywhere. It's not just in the Great Liang; other great countries also have starving people."
"But," Su Mu frowned, "With the methods of cultivating immortality, the crops in the fields should all be able to yield a bountiful harvest, right?"
"Cultivators have no time to tend to crops. Demons of all sizes roam the Great Liang territory, the Wasteland of Withered Bones are teeming with vengeful ghosts, and the borders are far from An Ning."
"If we let cultivators take care of these crops, even more people will die, because no one will be able to deal with those demons."
Xiao Wu's expression was calm, as if she were talking about something that had nothing to do with her.
Su Mu knew that the other person had grown up in this kind of world, so they were already used to this phenomenon.
But for someone like Su Mu, it was extremely uncomfortable.
He couldn't bear to see such a scene.
If one day I were to open a passage between the two worlds, perhaps I could bring over some high-yield grains?
Previously, Su Mu had no idea what things on Earth were needed by the cultivation world, but now he finally realized that high-yield grains seemed to be extremely important.
Su Mu's eyes flickered; he felt that opening a passage between the two realms should be put on the agenda soon.
"Young master, there's no need to worry. While we can't help tend the crops, since there are starving people, the imperial court will certainly send people to provide disaster relief."
Seeing that Su Mu seemed preoccupied, Xiao Wu realized that Su Mu had just been an ordinary person before, and now she could empathize with him, which made her feel a little down. So she offered a word of comfort.
Upon hearing this, Su Mu nodded slightly, but suppressed the matter in her heart.
Once he truly opens the passage between the two realms, he must hand over the spirit rice to the government and ask them to help research hybridization, to see if they can create a high-yield hybrid spirit rice.
Su Mu didn't understand the technology in this area, but there was a master in Huaxia.
Perhaps the other party has a way to hybridize and produce high-yield spirit rice. If that really happens, perhaps we can rely on this spirit rice to develop our own foundation here in the future.
Su Mu and Xiao Wu chatted idly, while Gu Yu remained quiet, sitting cross-legged to the side, playing Go by herself.
However, most of his attention was focused on Su Mu.
He probably still felt that he could find a glimmer of hope with Su Mu.
"By the way, in the few days since you returned, young master, quite a few people have sent you invitations, wishing you to attend."
As Xiao Wu spoke, she pointed to the various invitations that had piled up again to the side.
Su Mu only glanced at it this time before looking away.
"You rejected them all, didn't you?"
There's absolutely no benefit in going to the appointment. Su Mu can't eat right now, and he can't flirt with the women in the Directorate of Music, so what's the point of going?
Xiao Wu wasn't surprised to hear this; Su Mu had already refused before, so this refusal was perfectly normal.
Su Mu took out a book he had bought some time ago and began to look through it.
I was originally thinking of writing a piece of calligraphy and selling Spirit Stone or something.
However, Gu Yu's existence made Su Mu somewhat wary, and with so many calligraphic works produced in such a short time, no one knew what might happen.
So after thinking about it, Su Mu gave up the idea and instead started reading some classic texts that she hadn't finished reading before.
Su Mu bought quite a few books, but hasn't finished reading them all yet.
As darkness fell, Su Mu returned to her room.
When Su Mu opened his eyes, he was already back on Earth.
"This is like playing a game every day; you have to log off at a fixed time every day."
Su Mu glanced around and muttered something to himself.
I instinctively picked up my phone, wanting to see if anyone had sent me a message or anything.
Believe it or not, for some reason, Su Mu didn't answer several of her best friend Wang Peng's calls today.
In addition, Qingfeng sent him several messages, but Su Mu did not receive them.
Su Mu dialed Wang Peng's number, minimized the call screen, and checked Qingfeng's messages.
Qingfeng: "Is Mr. Su here?"
This message was sent at 1 PM.
An hour later, Qingfeng sent another message, saying that he hoped Su Mu would reply if he saw it.
Seeing this, Su Mu replied, "Yes, what is it?"
At that moment, Wang Peng's call also went through.
"Hey, what's wrong with you? Playing hide-and-seek?"
Wang Peng was a little annoyed. He had made so many calls to Su Mu but she hadn't answered, which made him extremely angry.
"What's up? I've been pretty busy lately, I probably won't see the message until tonight."
Su Mu offered a casual explanation.
"You're looking for a job? Never mind, I booked a table at a restaurant, come over and have a drink together."
After saying that, Wang Peng sent his location to Su Mu and hung up the phone.
Su Mu was also hungry, so seeing this, she casually put on some clothes, then went downstairs and hailed a taxi.
"Huh, why does the sky look different now, and it's getting a bit chilly?"
Su Mu only felt something was off when she got into the car.
It's the middle of summer, and even at night it's still incredibly hot.
As the driver drove, he said, "Young man, you haven't been watching the news much, have you? The latest typhoon is coming soon, and this one is going to be really strong, I heard it's over level 10."
"Level ten or more? That's incredible!"
Upon hearing this, Su Mu raised an eyebrow.
His coastal area has experienced many typhoons, so he is quite familiar with the wind force levels.
"That's right, who knows how much will be destroyed by the wind, and the city will probably be flooded again."
The driver was also worried upon hearing this; if the water level rose and the drainage couldn't keep up, the car would be submerged.
"And there's no National Day holiday this year, which means we've earned even less money."
After hearing this, Su Mu couldn't help but look up at the sky.
Although the sky had already darkened, one could still feel the gloom and a hint of coolness.