Chapter 1642: Abducting People Back to Longyan

At this time, Europe.

Britain.

Ever since Stephenson told Mo Cheng about his creative ideas and thoughts.

Mo Cheng told Stephenson that Longyan already had a similar steam train, only it was for transporting people.

Upon hearing this news, Stephenson was exceptionally excited.

A steam train had actually already appeared in Longyan; although it was for transporting people, it meant his own ideas had been researched and realized.

Stephenson did not appear overly excited that his ideas had already been realized.

Because according to Mo Cheng's introduction, although this steam train for transporting people had been developed, it could not transport cargo.

Because the entire carriage was sealed for safety, and the connections between the tracks were also very complex.

But every part was necessary.

If a steam train for transporting cargo were built according to such standards, not only would the cost go up, but it also wouldn't be able to transport much.

Even the most troublesome part was the unloading; how to dismantle the cargo once it arrived? If manual labor were hired to unload the train in bulk, how many people would that consume?

How troublesome would that be?

Regarding these problems, they did not have good answers.

At least for now, the scientists in Liangzhou had a pile of such and such problems.

But they did not have a good pile of answers.

However, Stephenson developed a very strong interest in these problems.

Newton's two-story house, which did not look small, had added another person; regarding this matter, these men did not care in the slightest.

In any case, there were enough rooms, and it was sufficient.

But Hu Xi'er expressed strong dissatisfaction with this, nagging all day: "Do you know how much more work I have to do just by adding one more person?"

"I should just abandon you three stinking men and leave!"

Regarding this, the three of them could only slowly endure Hu Xi'er's frantic complaining.

Newton and Mo Cheng were both fanatics about academic issues, belonging to the type who understood almost nothing else.

However, Stephenson had lived a hard life since he was young; he understood how difficult it was for his mother to take care of so many brothers and sisters alone.

Stephenson expressed his highest gratitude to Hu Xi'er for this.

It was just that Hu Xi'er had no feeling for this kind of empty talk; for her, only the gold and silver actually taken into her hands was real.

Stephenson understood and promised to hand over his coins.

He was determined not to freeload.

Looking at the coins Stephenson contributed, Hu Xi'er was all smiles and agreed to let Stephenson stay.

When night came, Mo Cheng, very strangely, did not continue researching until dawn today, but ended his research early and came to the room.

He looked at Hu Xi'er, who had long since warmed the bed.

Hu Xi'er also looked at Mo Cheng, seeing him so excited and thrilled about doing research tonight.

Had this bookworm finally figured things out?

Could it be that tonight he could... hehehe.

Hu Xi'er felt a little excited just thinking about it; she casually lifted the quilt, revealing the splendor inside, and signaled for Mo Cheng to come in.

But Mo Cheng only took one look before turning his head away.

Seeing this action from Mo Cheng, Hu Xi'er was stunned, thinking that this bookworm couldn't have had a sudden change of heart, could he? That wouldn't do!

Hu Xi'er whispered softly: "A spring night is worth a thousand pieces of gold; what are you still waiting for, Mo Cheng?"

To such a blatant hint, Mo Cheng remained unmoved; he showed the back of his head and said: "Xi'er, do you think Stephenson and Newton will go to Longyan with us?"

Hearing this question, Hu Xi'er rolled her eyes.

"What does this have to do with you? We are just here in Britain to play; why, do you want to abduct them?"

Mo Cheng didn't speak; he turned his head to stare at Hu Xi'er, his expression becoming a bit more serious.

Feeling Mo Cheng staring intently at her, and with her wearing only her undergarments and being illuminated by candlelight, she was seen clearly.

After a while, she still felt a bit shy; Hu Xi'er quietly pulled the quilt up and said: "What are you doing?"

One sentence from Mo Cheng made Hu Xi'er lose her composure.

"Xi'er, if they follow us to Longyan, we can arrange for them to stay at our house. You see, our house is big enough, more than enough to accommodate them, and then you can..."

Before Mo Cheng could finish his sentence, a pillow was thrown over and smashed into his face.

Hu Xi'er covered herself with the quilt, her face turning dark, and she said angrily: "Get out!"

"Xi'er, I..."

"Get out!"

Mo Cheng said "oh" and walked out dejectedly.

He just felt that inviting good friends to be guests at his own home was nothing inappropriate.

Why was Xi'er's reaction so big?

Aren't we also guests at Newton's house right now?

Once Mo Cheng left, Hu Xi'er closed the doors and windows tightly, blew out the candle, and covered her head with the quilt; she never wanted to see this jerk Mo Cheng again in her life.

He was just a jerk; she had actually thought that he had remembered her, this Beauty, tonight.

It turned out he had come to talk about how to abduct Newton and Stephenson back to Longyan.

Even if that were the case, Hu Xi'er had also observed that the reason Britain was so powerful and developed so rapidly was because it possessed so much talent.

Possessing so many scientists.

Abducting one or two back to Longyan to help Longyan develop was nothing.

Hu Xi'er even raised both hands and feet in support.

It turned out this guy had come to discuss with her where his two friends should stay in Longyan, and even wanted her to cook for them.

That Mo Cheng is truly detestable!

She turned off the lights to sleep, deciding to let this bastard sleep outside.

Let this bastard freeze to death!

Just as she thought this, the sound of sneezing came from outside.

Achoo, achoo!

Even though she heard it, Hu Xi'er pretended not to, keeping her eyes tightly shut as she prepared to drift into a sweet dream.

But from outside came the sound of shivering, along with the sound of someone blowing air.

In her mind, Hu Xi'er couldn't help but imagine Mo Cheng curled up, squatting on the ground, shivering from the cold, sneezing, and having to blow a breath of hot air to warm his hands.

But the heat dissipated quickly, bringing with it an even more bone-chilling cold.

The next day, she woke up and discovered Mo Cheng had frozen into an ice sculpture.

Looking at Mo Cheng's frozen face.

Hu Xi'er was suddenly startled awake, sweat beading on her forehead, her chest heaving as she gasped for air.

She heard the sound of Mo Cheng shivering outside again, and thinking of the dream she just had, she let out a sigh in her heart.

Forget it, she would let him off the hook tonight.

Hu Xi'er opened the door, leaving a crack, and warm light spilled out from the gap.

Seeing the warm light spilling from the doorway, Mo Cheng felt a warmth in his heart; knowing Hu Xi'er was no longer angry, he tiptoed inside and lay down beside her.

Hu Xi'er had her back to him, and Mo Cheng, having a death wish, whispered, "About that matter from before?"

"Mo Cheng, if you want to go outside tonight, go ahead, I won't stop you!" Hu Xi'er said coldly.

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