Chapter 6935 Interstellar Cultivation is Not Easy

Luo Bi pulled up the covers and asked before going to sleep, "Are we going to the edge of the planet?"

She's clinging to him. Feng Ling leaned down and tucked her in: "I'm not going. I'll stay home and sleep with you."

Luo Bi lay down: "I feel suffocated."

Luo Bi has always disliked all sorts of troubles, such as drawing the curtains because she finds them stuffy. Just like she doesn't like using insect repellent, she doesn't use an umbrella when it rains because umbrellas block her view and prevent her from experiencing nature.

She found all of these things cumbersome, and even thick clothes felt like a burden.

Nothing should be a burden to her or an obstacle to her.

This year, I've been spending all my time with the bamboo tree, and it's made me feel uneasy. I feel stifled indoors.

Feng Ling roughly understood Luo Bi's temperament. The man was very patient. He went to the large balcony, moved the small bamboo tree into the bedroom, and opened the window, allowing some of the wind and snow to enter the room.

Interstellar humans would love such an environment, but material conditions simply don't allow it.

In winter, the glass protective shield must be turned on to insulate against the bone-chilling cold.

However, the glass shield also isolated humans from nature and snow. When it wasn't too cold, humans still loved the snow in winter. The snowflakes, like shattered crystals, were beautiful, but beauty can also bring long periods of cold.

A small bamboo tree provides limited heat, but it's fine to place in the bedroom.

It's not hot, but it's not cold either.

Place the small bamboo tree by the bed, and the surroundings will be warm.

Feng Ling didn't open the window wide, just a little bit. Luo Bi closed her eyes to sleep, and with the window open, she wouldn't feel stuffy. Besides, Feng Ling doted on her so much that Luo Bi even had a smile on her face while sleeping.

Feng Ling answered the call and handled several military matters.

Back at the bedside, Luo Bi was already asleep, snoring softly. Seeing the smile on Luo Bi's lips, Feng Ling unconsciously curled his own lips as well. He no longer planned to go to the edge of the planet.

He bent down and adjusted Luo Bi's sleeping position.

Luo Bi's breathing became even, and she stopped snoring.

Feng Ling looked at him with doting eyes and took the military affairs to the bedside to handle.

A heavy snow fell in the middle of the night, and the cold wind howled.

Luo Bi didn't know when Feng Ling left in the morning. When she got up, Feng Ling had already prepared breakfast and left. Luo Bi got up to eat breakfast, and then she started refining. As expected, the batch exploded.

The robot butler busily tidied up the dregs and ashes of the medicine. Luo Bi grabbed a handful of roasted river melon seeds and strolled to the planting field. She had originally wanted to plant something, but she was too lazy to do so.

Anyone who does farm work knows how hard it is; if you don't have enough strength, you'll suffer a lot.

Turning over the soil and planting crops is easy to imagine, but if you actually try it, you'll know how tiring it is. It's not a fun thing. The problem is, it doesn't grow very fast. Interstellar farming is not easy.

The planting area in the courtyard is small, so it's not too tiring, but she's not going to do it. The military had previously agreed with her to provide her with a certain amount of nutritious vegetables in the winter.

Why would she bother growing it herself? Only a fool would grow it himself.

Luo Bi opened her door and went outside. The courtyards outside each house were bustling with activity. Several women were gathered together discussing something. Hu Yao was chatting and laughing with everyone, but when she saw Luo Bi, her eyes darted away.

"You refined it again?" Zhang Jun asked.

“Mm.” Luo Bi nodded.

After exchanging greetings, everyone continued their discussion. It took Luo Bi a while to understand that Hu Yao wanted to send Roger a loving meal, and Lan Qiao also had the same idea. Therefore, everyone was helping to come up with ideas.

Lan Qiao then asked Luo Bi, "Luo Bi, are you still delivering meals to Major Feng?"

Luo Bi quickly shook her head: "No need to see me out."

Luo Bi, who had intended to cook for Feng Ling, stopped doing so, and this incident stirred up the other women's interest. (End of Chapter)