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    Chapter 81 Space, Achieving Water Freedom

    "I have a tube of erythromycin ointment here. Do you want to apply it to your wound?"

    Meng Ci and Shen Que had just finished cleaning the house when Meng Ci took out a tube of erythromycin ointment from a first aid kit and asked.

    When he was stockpiling medicine earlier, Meng Ci had searched online for what to use after being exposed to acid rain.

    There was plenty of erythromycin ointment in the space, and Meng Ci originally intended to share it with everyone.

    But then he thought about it—what if his teacher asked why he had so much medicine? He wouldn't know how to answer, so he didn't take it out.

    As for Shen Que, Meng Ci's intuition told him that Shen Que wasn't a dangerous person.

    Besides, Meng Ci planned to seduce Shen Que. With such a handsome face, what if he left a scar?

    "Thank you." Shen Que took the ointment and applied it to his hand first.

    "The wound on your face is hard to see. Should I help you apply it?" Meng Ci ignored the idea of giving Shen Que a mirror.

    Shen Que didn't refuse and handed the ointment back to Meng Ci.

    "Thanks."

    Meng Ci squeezed some ointment onto his hand and applied it to Shen Que's face.

    Up close, Meng Ci couldn't help but marvel!

    Shen Que was indeed handsome, with those eyes, nose, and mouth.

    And even this close, there were no visible blackheads or pores.

    No wonder he was captivated by Shen Que.

    His love-struck mind was almost taking over, but Meng Ci still had a sliver of rationality.

    If Shen Que ever had any intention of harming him, the grenade he didn't use at White Tiger Hall would be Shen Que's final fate.

    As for Meng Ci, the moment he threw the grenade, he would enter the space, suffering no harm.

    "Haven't you finished yet?"

    Shen Que wondered, his face wasn't that big.

    Meng Ci had been applying the ointment for two minutes and still hadn't finished. Was he embroidering on his face?

    "Done, done!" Meng Ci applied the last bit of ointment to Shen Que's face and withdrew his hand.

    Shen Que took the ointment and continued applying it to his hand.

    "Wait a minute!" Meng Ci suddenly spoke.

    Shen Que started to look up, but Meng Ci stopped him.

    "There's still a little wound here." Meng Ci took the ointment from Shen Que's hand and applied it to his neck.

    There was only a small wound, but when Meng Ci saw a mole on Shen Que's neck, he couldn't resist touching it before withdrawing his hand.

    Seeing that Shen Que didn't react, he figured Shen Que didn't know about the mole.

    So, was he the only one who knew about it?

    After applying the ointment, Meng Ci had no intention of returning the tube to Shen Que.

    If Shen Que wanted more ointment tomorrow, he'd have to come to him, allowing Meng Ci another chance to flirt.

    Meng Ci praised himself for his cleverness.

    That night, Meng Ci placed two glass jars on the rooftop while no one was around and set an alarm for seven the next morning.

    A night of acid rain should be enough.

    Lying in his warm bed, Meng Ci turned on a tablet, played Tetris, and listened to TV sounds.

    By ten o'clock, he yawned, put down the phone, and went to sleep.

    The next day, Meng Ci woke up at seven, went to the rooftop to collect the two glass jars into the space, and returned home, entering the space.

    The two glass jars were placed in the center of the space.

    In the house, Meng Ci often came here to bathe, using a lot of water, and the vegetable garden needed watering as well.

    He didn't want to carry water from one side to the other.

    Perfectly, he placed one jar on each side.

    Now, he just needed to figure out how to turn the acid rain into pure water.

    Right, Meng Ci ran up to the third floor.

    The wall must have some instructions.

    Sure enough, when he arrived, the words on the wall had changed.

    "Dig a hole, pour acid rain, get endless water."

    The moment Meng Ci read it, the words vanished.

    Wait, why did the words disappear?

    It's not like it's some top-secret thing.

    Apart from myself, who else would come into this space?

    Who exactly is it trying to prevent from entering? It's so petty.

    Despite his complaints, Meng Ci still picked up the shovel and started digging.

    He dug a hole about fifty centimeters wide and twenty centimeters deep.

    Looking at the glass jar, Meng Ci felt troubled.

    Not only was the jar surrounded by acid rain, but given his small build, he doubted he could lift it.

    Thinking that some spaces can be controlled by their owners, Meng Ci tried to use his mind to tip the jar into the hole.

    But after many attempts, nothing happened.

    Meng Ci resigned himself to finding a glass cup and pouring water into the hole cup by cup.

    Fortunately, the acid rain only filled the bottom of the hole, and Meng Ci heard the sound of water flowing.

    Full of hope, he looked at the hole he had dug, and sure enough, water soon seeped up from underground, quickly filling the hole.

    The water stopped flowing once it reached the edges of the hole.

    Meng Ci took a cup and scooped out some water.

    Soon, the water in the hole refilled.

    Taking a sip, the water was clear, sweet, and had no strange taste.

    Meng Ci was satisfied with the water hole, but how could he connect it to the house?

    After disconnecting the bucket connected to a ton of water and the water heater, Meng Ci went inside the house and turned on all the taps, but no water came out.

    With no other choice, Meng Ci went up to the roof.

    Sure enough, words appeared on the wall again.

    To have water in the house, please connect it yourself.

    This line of text remained, as if taunting Meng Ci.

    Meng Ci was exasperated.

    "Come on, everyone else's spaces are so smart, why can't you do anything?"

    Despite his complaints, Meng Ci knew time was limited in the space, so he took the shovel and dug a channel from the water hole to the house for the pipes.

    Fortunately, near the front door, he found a tap.

    Placing one end of the pipe in the hole and the other end connected to the tap, he turned it on and then went back into the house.

    Now, there was water everywhere in the house.

    While burying the pipe, Meng Ci wondered if the space was really intelligent or not.

    If it were intelligent, he wouldn't need to dig holes and lay pipes.

    If it weren't intelligent, how did connecting just the kitchen tap result in water throughout the house?

    The hole disappeared instantly after Meng Ci finished connecting the pipe.

    Fortunately, he tested and confirmed that there was still water in the house.

    If the water had vanished, Meng Ci would have cursed this space.

    Already sweating from the work, Meng Ci remembered that the place for planting vegetables still lacked water.

    Determined, he went to the planting area and dug a hole over a meter wide.

    After carrying some acid rain to fill the hole, water soon filled it.

    Meng Ci found a basket, dug some soil, and planted more vegetables nearby.

    After finishing these tasks, Meng Ci took a hot shower and left the space.

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