The next evening, Lin Feng returned to the Star Clan.
This was because Xi Xing had told him that the brewed wine needed to ferment at night.
Lin Feng didn't understand winemaking, but since the aliens' brewing methods were different, there shouldn't be anything wrong with it.
Lin Feng found Xi Xing and helped her move two large jars to the side of the altar.
The jars already contained the ingredients that Xi Xing had processed.
As Xi Xing had said, they just needed to wait quietly for nightfall.
A day in the Star Clan was also 24 hours. About an hour later, the sky gradually darkened.
The residential area of the Star Clan also became lively.
Many young women of the Star Clan, chatting and laughing, emerged from the wooden houses.
Lin Feng saw that they were all carrying a jar.
The jar was much smaller than the ones Lin Feng had moved, only about a third of the size.
As the young women held the jars in their arms, their chests were squeezed, and with the bumps from walking, they jiggled, which mesmerized Lin Feng.
"The jars they're holding contain the ingredients for brewing ordinary wine," Xi Xing explained, seeing Lin Feng staring.
She thought Lin Feng was curious about what was in the jars.
Lin Feng grunted and reluctantly withdrew his gaze.
Everyone knew why he was reluctant; why else would Lin Feng keep staring at the jars?
The Star Clan also had a satellite similar to Earth's moon, but it was significantly larger.
The moon hung high above, and combined with the naturally glowing plants of the Star Clan's home, visibility was still quite good without any artificial light.
This was much brighter than Earth's nights, though Lin Feng wondered if it would affect their sleep...
"It's about to begin..." Xi Xing said softly, standing beside Lin Feng.
As soon as she finished speaking, Lin Feng noticed countless points of light, the size of mung beans, slowly floating up from deep within the earth.
They passed through the surface, each like a firefly, slowly drifting.
The countless points of light on the Star Clan's land at night created a breathtakingly sci-fi scene.
Xi Xing watched it all with a nostalgic expression. Although she saw it every day, she never tired of it.
This familiar sight had been gone for hundreds of years.
"Is this... energy?" Lin Feng narrowed his eyes, not admiring the scenery, but rather unromantically observing the composition of the light points.
No, not entirely energy. Lin Feng discovered that the light points seemed alive, slowly attaching themselves to various plants and then being absorbed.
"It's not just energy; they're more like nutrients that promote plant growth."
"Look," Xi Xing pointed with her slender finger.
Lin Feng followed her gaze and saw many light points floating towards them.
The light points seemed attracted to the two jars they had placed, drifting into them.
It wasn't just Xi Xing's jars; the jars held by the young women of the Star Clan were also being filled with light points, though in smaller numbers.
Lin Feng instantly understood that this was likely the condition Xi Xing had mentioned for brewing wine.
The function of the light points was probably similar to certain fermentation bacteria and microorganisms on Earth, essential for winemaking.
In a short while, the insides of Xi Xing's two jars were densely covered with light points, which continued to sink into the liquid.
"That's about enough."
Seeing that the light points had almost stopped drifting into the jars, Xi Xing covered them with lids.
"Go ahead. After a month, the taste and flavor will be excellent. You can adjust it as you see fit," Xi Xing said, stepping back.
Lin Feng squatted down to look at the two jars and casually asked, "Will it be okay if I adjust it for a few decades?"
"Yes, the longer the better. Just like the bottle you drank last time; it had gone through hundreds of years."
Hmm, that's right. Lin Feng thought about the last time he drank it. Xi Xing had explained that it would be almost impossible to drink such wine again. Those two bottles must have been the last of the Star Clan's stock before their destruction.
However, Xi Xing hadn't expected the Star Clan to usher in new life so soon.
Lin Feng rubbed his chin. Forget decades; he'd go for centuries.
With his time acceleration and biological field, he could reduce the loss of the wine to almost nothing.
Thinking this, Lin Feng placed his palm just above the jars.
Then, without any visible action from Lin Feng, green halos appeared around his wrist.
Xi Xing watched with wide, curious eyes, ready to see how Lin Feng would manipulate time.
She had never seen such a sight before.
Within the halos, various symbols unfamiliar to Xi Xing flickered, appearing extremely profound.
Lin Feng slowly rotated his wrist clockwise.
Because the time adjustment was for a longer duration this time, the light was brighter than before.
Inside the jars, unseen by Xi Xing, the liquid rapidly underwent changes.
After about a few minutes, Lin Feng stopped his actions.
He had accelerated the time for the jars by a full three hundred years. It should be comparable to what he drank last time.
"Is that it?" Xi Xing asked, a hint of disappointment in her voice.
"What else did you expect? It's just adjusting time; what earth-shattering phenomenon could there be!"
Lin Feng glanced at Xi Xing, rubbing his hands together impatiently, then yanked open the lids.
Instantly, an extremely rich aroma of wine wafted out, enveloping them.
This was unlike the wine Lin Feng drank from a bottle last time. The fragrance emanating from such a large quantity of liquid made Lin Feng, just by smelling it, lose control of his urge to grab a jar and drink it all down.
Yes, this was the scent! It was even better than the one he'd had last time.
Lin Feng nimbly took out several beautiful transparent bottles from his spatial storage.
Controlled by his telekinesis, the wine condensed into a stream and poured into the bottles.
The two large jars filled seventy to eighty bottles, each 500ml.
This meant that each large jar, excluding negligible losses, contained about thirty liters of wine.
"Here, take these back," Lin Feng cheerfully took out two bottles and handed them to Xi Xing.
He remembered how distressed Xi Xing had looked when she gave him the wine last time. He was returning two bottles for one he drank – quite generous, wasn't he?
Xi Xing's face darkened. What kind of unscrupulous boss was this?
Although he had found the ingredients, she was the one who processed them and handled the ratios.
Out of seventy to eighty bottles, she only got two?
"Hehe, just kidding. Here, these are for you." Lin Feng slid over ten more bottles.
"These are for your external trade. Of course, the price must be outrageously high!"
Xi Xing nodded speechlessly. Did he really need to teach her that? Nothing from the Star Clan was cheap in the universe.