I and my bestie dressed up as a rich man's wife and ran away with the ball

The researcher was also shocked. "It's been a year? How could this happen? But I don't feel any changes."

"Is a day in Lingzhou also 24 hours long?"

"Yes," the researcher said, reporting to the institute what he had learned about Lingzhou, as well as his own situation so far.

Colleagues from the research institute worked together for a long time and finally came to a conclusion.

The time changes in Lingzhou itself are the same as those here. The reason why it is one year faster there is because of the teleporter.

To some extent, the teleporter is a product of higher dimensions.

It was a teleporter that extended the time, making the time in the imperial capital one year slower than that in Lingzhou.

As for the reasons behind this, no one has figured it out yet.

Everyone was discussing enthusiastically and no one noticed that Fu Siyu and Ye An, who were sitting in the front seats, had strange expressions on their faces.

The two were silent for a long time, waiting until the research institute reached a conclusion, and then their stiff backs relaxed a little.

Ye An seemed to be trapped in some kind of self-world. He tightly grasped the corner of the table and asked Fu Siyu with a trembling voice, "What they mean is that people from the imperial capital will be one year faster in Lingzhou after passing through the teleporter, right?"

Fu Siyu was also at a loss at this time. He nodded almost instinctively, "That's what they said."

"That means," Ye An said, his voice suddenly raised, as if he couldn't suppress the emotions in his words at all, "she went there while pregnant, and Tangtang is my child?!"

After saying that, Ye An looked at Fu Siyu with bright eyes, "That little boy is your child."

Fu Siyu showed a helpless expression for the first time on his face. The corners of his lips slightly raised, but he suppressed them when he thought of something. His thin lips moved slightly, "Is it my child? The child of Su Ran and I. If the timing is right, then..."

Before Fu Siyu recovered from the shock, Ye An had already quickly run to the dean. He tightly grasped the dean's arm and said, "Is 10 billion enough? I need to go to Lingzhou now."

"........"

Before the dean could speak, Fu Siyu also came over. Fu Siyu, who was always calm, spoke a little impatiently at this time, "If it's not enough, I can also pay 10 billion. Can you let me teleport now?"

The dean knew that Fu Siyu and Ye An were rich, but the fact that they were so rich still shocked him greatly.

Although he wanted this huge sum of money very much, the teleporter could not be created by magic. It could not be created instantly. Even if he had 100 billion now, he would have to wait a week before it could be opened again.

The dean informed the two of the actual situation, and no matter how urgent it was, they had no choice but to give up.

"It's getting late. Why don't you two go back first? We will notify you both as soon as we make any progress here."

Fu Siyu and Ye An looked at each other and said, "Okay, goodbye."

The two walked out of the institute and walked away from each other at the door.

The dean's idea is to speed up the progress within this week and try to contact Fu Siyu and Ye An as soon as possible. He calculated the time and found that it would take at least five days for the two to return to the institute. At that time, he could also take the opportunity to talk about sponsoring scientific research funds.

But he didn't expect that less than an hour after saying goodbye to the two, Fu Siyu and Ye An returned to the research institute again.

They all had suitcases in their hands.

"???" The dean was confused, "What are you two doing?"

"You guys do your experiments, I'll find a random place nearby to wait."

"Don't worry about me, just do your own thing."

As they talked, the two of them walked straight into the research institute, completely ignoring the dean's petrified expression.

Although Fu Siyu and Ye An told them not to bother with them, these two dads, apart from the necessary four or five hours a day to handle their work, used the rest of their time to supervise the work of the research institute.

If it were someone else, everyone would be able to say "keep out" with a clear conscience.

But these two living dads are the walking 20 billion scientific research funds. Not to mention being watched by them while doing experiments, even carrying them while doing experiments would not be a problem at all.

Under strong pressure from the financial backers, the original deadline of one week was shortened to four and a half days.

At six o'clock in the evening of that day, the transmitter started again.

(I have something to do today, so I will update one chapter. I will make up for it on the weekend~~)