"Hello, I'm your neighbor, my name is..."
Jing Mingqiu had only gotten halfway through his introduction when a little girl glanced at him quickly, then her head rapidly retracted, followed by a loud bang as the door was tightly shut again. A voice, feigning depth, called out from inside.
"Sorry, I'm not feeling well and can't receive visitors."
"Not feeling well?" Jing Mingqiu replied subconsciously, "Then you should see a doctor quickly. Open the door, I know a bit of medicine, I can take a look for you."
The voice inside the door gained a hint of trembling, "It's fine! Just a minor illness, I can bear it myself!"
"Don't worry, I'm a good person," Jing Mingqiu finally realized what she was afraid of and quickly explained.
"I'm the overall head of this operation, my name is Jing Mingqiu. I came to ask how you're finding your stay here and if there are any inconveniences."
"But," a soft, wavering voice drifted out, "I've seen in stories that bad guys always say they're good people. I'll absolutely not open the door."
Hearing this answer, Jing Mingqiu was at a loss whether to laugh or cry. This ordinary iron door, without the need for a system or mechs, with his gene-enhanced strength, he could kick it down with a single stomp.
But she wasn't an enemy, and Jing Mingqiu had no reason to force his way in. He could only continue to persuade, hoping the little girl inside would voluntarily open the door.
The more he explained, the more frightened the little girl inside became, refusing to open the door.
Morui Xue saw Jing Mingqiu in a predicament for the first time and couldn't help but chuckle. She stepped forward and said, "Little sister, Ah Qiu is really a good person. Otherwise, when you opened the door just now, he could have come in..."
Jing Rou also stepped forward. It took the three of them quite some effort to get the little girl inside to let down her guard and reopen the main door.
While called a little girl, the young woman named Li Xiaozhu before them was actually eighteen years old. However, due to malnutrition in her childhood, her development was slow, making her appear younger than her peers.
But there was no need to worry too much. After treatment in the medical pod, she would undergo secondary development, and in a few more years, she would grow into a graceful young lady.
Jing Mingqiu sent a scan, confirming Li Xiaozhu was in good health and not sick, then repeated his earlier question.
Li Xiaozhu lowered her head and answered sullenly, "I'm living very comfortably, there's nothing I'm not used to."
Seeing Li Xiaozhu's timid demeanor, Jing Mingqiu didn't press further. He casually pulled out a business card and handed it over, "Alright, you carry on then. My phone number is on here, just give me a call if anything comes up."
"Mm-hmm." Li Xiaozhu took the business card and closed the door again.
After the three left Li Xiaozhu's doorstep, Jing Rou looked at Jing Mingqiu curiously, "Husband, when did you print business cards?"
"Just now." Jing Mingqiu snapped his fingers, and the nano-mechs that transformed from his skin quickly spread along his fingers, instantly turning into a new business card.
Morui Xue expressed a bit of concern, "Ah Qiu, won't reducing the total mass of the mechs affect their strength?"
"Don't worry," Jing Mingqiu waved his hand, "This set of mechs has a lot of redundancy, and it can be replenished. Let's check out the one on the right, they seem to have already started working in the fields."
"Okay."
The three walked along the newly built path, passing through a fence. They saw a middle-aged couple, dressed simply, diligently mixing a special solution with sand, intending to first transform the small patch of land in the center of their yard into arable soil.
Jing Mingqiu immediately spotted the issue, "Your ratio is wrong, you've added too little soil repair fluid. For plants to root, the soil layer needs to be at least thirty centimeters."
"No, not that much is needed," the middle-aged man continued his work without looking up, "Ten centimeters is enough. We can plant some plants with shallower root systems. I heard them say this kind of modification is very precious and shouldn't be wasted."
Hearing this, a bad premonition flashed through Jing Mingqiu's mind, "Isn't the modification fluid distributed for free? Why are you concerned about its cost? Could it be that someone charged you?"
"No! No!" the middle-aged man quickly explained, "No one charged me. It's just that when I was disabled before, I relied on the state's care, and my wife and I wouldn't have starved to death."
"Later, the state treated us for free, allowing my wife to grow two new arms, and letting me see again. The state helped me so much, I can't waste the country's resources..."
The middle-aged man rambled on for quite a while. Jing Mingqiu's expression gradually returned to normal, but he didn't completely relax.
After all, in a vast forest, there are all sorts of birds. With so many officials in the Dragon Kingdom, there were naturally corrupt officials among the honest ones. In the past, on television, he could only watch others act chivalrously.
Now, with an opportunity, Jing Mingqiu was very willing to fulfill his childhood dream of roaming the world with a sword, punishing evil, and upholding justice.
"Your intention is good, but," Jing Mingqiu spoke again, "The desert environment is special, with strong winds and scarce rainfall. Plants suitable for growing in deserts have very developed root systems. A shallow soil layer is not conducive to their growth."
The middle-aged man didn't doubt Jing Mingqiu's words at all, and smiled honestly, "Is that so? Thank you for the reminder, young man, otherwise I would have done more harm than good with good intentions."
"My name is Wang Ping'an, and this is my wife Li Cuihua. Young man, what's your name?"
"I'm Jing Mingqiu, and beside me are my girlfriends Jing Rou and Morui Xue." After a brief introduction, Jing Mingqiu handed over a business card he had just materialized.
"I'm currently in charge of the desert modification plan. If you need anything, you can call me directly."
Wang Ping'an paused upon hearing Jing Mingqiu's name and looked closely at him.
Finding a perfect match with the photograph in his memory, and confirming that this young man before him was the genius scientist who invented the medical pod and restored health to countless disabled people, his eyes instantly welled up.
After a moment of stunned silence, Wang Ping'an rushed in front of Jing Mingqiu, bent his knees, and was about to kneel.
Jing Mingqiu was startled and quickly reached out to support him.
"Uncle Wang, what are you doing?"
"I can't accept this, I can't accept this," Wang Ping'an repeatedly waved his hands, "Professor Jing, you are my reborn parents. Just call me Old Wang, I am not worthy of you calling me uncle."
Looking at Wang Ping'an's deeply grateful expression, Jing Mingqiu suddenly felt a little guilty and subconsciously raised his voice, "What are you talking about, worthy or not! We are all Yanhuang descendants. I was just lucky enough to encounter the system!"
As before, Jing Mingqiu's words were blocked by the system, and what reached Wang Ping'an's ears was, "I'm just very smart and invented some things."
"Dr. Jing, you don't need to be so modest! There are many smart people, but when they earn money, they spend it all on themselves. Only you think of us disabled people..."
As Wang Ping'an was speaking, a violent explosion suddenly came from not far away, in the direction of Jing Mingqiu's last neighbor.