End of the World Crisis, My Husband is from Ancient Times

Teng Junze booked a first-class ticket to City A, and his destination was Boss Zhao’s base.

Fan Mengmeng contacted several key figures in ancient times through special channels, including several close friends of Teng Junze, as well as the prestigious housekeeper and Xiaolu in the mansion.

Modern, City A.

Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, the city was bustling with traffic. Boss Zhao sat on a leather sofa, crossed his legs, twirling a string of agarwood bracelets in his hand, his face full of impatience.

"Ms. Fan, what exactly is this... 'plan' you're talking about? My time is very precious." He glanced at Fan Mengmeng opposite him with a sidelong glance, his eyes full of contempt.

In his opinion, this little girl was just dreaming and wanted to get some benefits from him.

Fan Mengmeng took a deep breath and tried to stay calm.

She looked around and saw that several of Boss Zhao's confidants were staring at her with murderous eyes, as if she were some kind of monster.

Even her own mother sat beside her with a worried look on her face, giving her glances from time to time, asking her to stop.

Fan Mengmeng knew that her mother hoped that she could stay in the modern world peacefully and stop bothering herself with these unrealistic things.

"Boss Zhao, I know you have to deal with a lot of things every day, so I will try to be brief." Fan Mengmeng turned on the projector and projected the prepared information onto the screen.

"This plan concerns the future of all of us..."

In ancient times, Teng Mansion.

Teng Junze sat steadily on the armchair, with several friends standing in front of him with different expressions.

The housekeeper and Xiaolu stood on both sides with serious expressions.

"Junze, why did you call us here?" One of the friends couldn't help but ask, with a hint of doubt in his tone.

Teng Junze smiled slightly, but his eyes were unfathomable.

"Everyone, please be patient and listen to me slowly..."

At the same time, Fan Mengmeng's voice rang out in the modern conference room, but Boss Zhao interrupted her directly: "Wait! What's the future? I only care about my business! If you want to get something for nothing, then give up the idea as soon as possible!" He slammed the table so hard that the teacup jumped up.

Fan Mengmeng felt a lot of pressure, and beads of sweat appeared on her forehead.

"Boss Zhao, please don't get excited..."

"I'm not excited? Why should I be excited?" Boss Zhao roared, "What you said is simply nonsense! What two time and space... I think you are crazy!" Fan Mengmeng took a deep breath, calmly took out a jade pendant with a warm luster from her bag, and shook it in front of everyone.

"Boss Zhao, I heard you're a big collector of antiques. How about this piece of jade?"

Boss Zhao's eyes widened, and he subconsciously reached out to touch it, but Fan Mengmeng cleverly dodged it.

"This jade is a genuine antique. It comes from... um... a very special place." She paused deliberately to whet Boss Zhao's appetite.

"How special is it? Even more special than your plan?" Boss Zhao snorted disdainfully, but his eyes were fixed on the jade pendant.

"This jade can travel through time and space." Fan Mengmeng's words were shocking, and everyone present gasped.

"Cough cough cough..." Fan's mother choked on her own saliva and looked at her daughter in shock.

Is this kid crazy?

Fan Mengmeng ignored her mother's reaction and continued, "Boss Zhao, think about it, if we can bring modern products to ancient times and sell them, the profit..." She deliberately prolonged the last syllable and smiled meaningfully.

Boss Zhao's eyes narrowed into slits, and his mind was rapidly calculating.

If this is true...

That’s really a way to make a fortune!

At the same time, in ancient Teng Mansion.

"Junze, are you kidding? This...how is this possible?" A good friend of Teng Junze shook his head with disbelief.

"It's completely false! It's ridiculous!" Another friend also expressed strong opposition.

Teng Junze calmly pulled out a peculiarly shaped...pistol from his sleeve.

Everyone: "???"

"This thing is called a 'pistol'. It comes from... the future." Teng Junze said lightly, and then fired a shot into the air in a cool manner, "Bang!"

Everyone was so scared that they huddled together and trembled.

Xiaolu widened her eyes, covered her mouth, and thought to herself: Young Master... is so cool!

The butler looked calm, as if he was used to it.

After all, I have followed the young master for so long, what kind of storms and waves have I not seen?

Fan Mengmeng explained her plan in detail, how to take advantage of the differences in time and space, share resources, and achieve a win-win situation.

She even produced some rare ancient medicinal herbs and silk as evidence.

Boss Zhao's expression gradually relaxed, and his eyes flashed with greed.

"So... you can really take me to that... ancient time?"

"Of course." Fan Mengmeng smiled confidently.

"Then... when do we set off?" Boss Zhao rubbed his hands and asked impatiently.

Fan's mother finally couldn't help it, she stood up and said: "Mengmeng, you... you really want to..."

"Mom, don't worry, I know what I'm doing." Fan Mengmeng gave her mother a reassuring look.

"I've made up my mind," Teng Junze said firmly. "This matter not only concerns me personally, but also concerns the lives of all people in the world!"

"Junze, you..." The friend who opposed it at first seemed to have thought of something and hesitated to speak.

"If this succeeds, then..." Teng Junze paused, "It will benefit future generations!" Fan Mengmeng's operation was as fierce as a tiger, which shocked Boss Zhao.

antique?

Travel through time?

Get rich?

These key words spun wildly in his mind, and finally converged into two words: make money!

He rubbed his hands excitedly, as if he could already see the white silver flying towards him.

Fan's mother was originally worried, wondering if her daughter had been brainwashed by some evil cult. But now, seeing this scene, this evidence, this...

Come son-in-law (?

)’s momentum, as if…

Pretty reliable?

She looked at Fan Mengmeng hesitantly, her eyes full of questions, but more of it was a sense of relief and pride.

My daughter has grown up and has her own ideas and abilities.

She quietly wiped the corners of her eyes and silently praised Teng Junze in her heart: This guy looks quite reliable!

In the ancient Teng Mansion, Teng Junze's friends also gradually changed from being shocked and skeptical at first to accepting and even...

奋！

After all, who doesn’t want to experience the thrill of traveling through time and space?

Moreover, you can gain both fame and fortune, so why not do it?

"Junze, you're awesome! When you become successful in the future, don't forget your brothers!" One of his friends patted Teng Junze's shoulder excitedly.

Another friend asked worriedly, "But, is this...really safe?"

Teng Junze smiled confidently: "Wealth and honor are sought in danger, what is there to be afraid of? Besides, I am here!" He exuded domineering aura, as if everything was under his control.

Xiaolu watched from the side, feeling both admiration and worry.

Young master is so awesome!

But, what if...

What happens?

She bit her lip and asked cautiously, "Sir, will the young lady be in danger?"

Teng Junze turned to look at Xiaolu, his eyes gentle: "Don't worry, I will protect her."

In modern times, Fan Mengmeng finally convinced Boss Zhao and began to prepare for the time travel.

Fan's mother felt mixed emotions as she watched her daughter busying around.

She was worried about her daughter's safety, but also proud of her bravery and ability.

She walked forward and gently hugged Fan Mengmeng: "Mengmeng, Mom supports you."

Fan Mengmeng was moved and hugged her mother, her eyes slightly moist: "Thank you, Mom."

Everything seems to be going in the right direction, but... will it really be so smooth?

Fan Mengmeng suddenly felt a palpitation and an ominous premonition came to her mind.

She looked out the window. The sky was gloomy, as if foreshadowing the coming of a storm.

"Mengmeng, what's wrong with you?" Fan's mother asked with concern.

Fan Mengmeng shook her head and forced a smile, saying, "It's okay, Mom. I just... suddenly remembered that I have something to do." A subtle hint of...

惧。

……

"Wait," Fan Mengmeng suddenly stopped and turned to look at everyone, "I seem to have forgotten something..."

Fan Mengmeng scratched her head, her expression as tangled as a bun.

"What the hell... I think I forgot to mention that you guys put a ton of pressure on me before! With all the moral blackmail and conflicting interests, I almost couldn't take it anymore and almost wanted to give up! Now everyone is so motivated, if I didn't know better I'd think you were possessed by some movie star or actress!"

Everyone was a little embarrassed by Fan Mengmeng's sudden complaint. Boss Zhao coughed dryly, trying to save the situation: "Ahem, Mengmeng, you see, this is called... prudent investigation, right? This project is of great importance, we have to be cautious! Now that the results of the investigation are out, of course we fully support it!" As he spoke, he raised his thumb, his face full of smiles, and his wrinkles were squeezed into a chrysanthemum.

Teng Junze's friends also quickly followed suit: "That's right, we're just too concerned! Junze is our best brother, his business is our business!"

Mother Fan looked at Fan Mengmeng lovingly: "Mengmeng, Mom is worried about you! How can I not be worried when you ran away to ancient times alone? Now you are fine, with Junze taking care of you, Mom is relieved."

Xiaolu also said timidly: "Miss, I am also worried about you..."

Fan Mengmeng looked at the group of people in front of her, feeling mixed emotions.

Some of these people truly wanted good for her, while others considered their own interests, but in the end, they all chose to support her.

This made her feel extremely warm and powerful.

"Okay, okay, I know you're all doing this for my own good," Fan Mengmeng waved her hand with a bright smile on her face. "Since everyone agrees, let's get started on the next plan!"

When everyone heard this, they immediately became excited and started rubbing their hands, ready to work hard.

Just as everyone was getting excited, Fan Mengmeng suddenly thought of a key issue: "Wait! There's still one important person we haven't dealt with yet!"

Everyone was stunned and asked, "Who is it?"

Fan Mengmeng smiled mysteriously, "Time and Space Messenger! Doesn't this grand project of ours, which involves traveling through time and space, require his approval? What if he doesn't approve? Wouldn't all our efforts be in vain?"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone felt as if a bucket of cold water was poured on them, and their enthusiasm instantly cooled.

Yes, how could they forget such an important person!

Boss Zhao's face turned pale instantly, and he asked tremblingly, "Then...what should we do?"

Teng Junze's friends looked at each other, at a loss.

Fan's mother nervously grabbed Fan Mengmeng's hand and said, "Mengmeng, what...what should we do?"

Even Teng Junze, who had always been calm, frowned slightly.

The Messenger of Time and Space is a mysterious and powerful being. How can they gain his recognition?

Fan Mengmeng looked at everyone's nervous expressions and secretly groaned in her heart.

How could she forget this!

If I had known this earlier, I would have asked the Time and Space Messenger first!

Well now, things get more complicated.

"Don't panic," Fan Mengmeng took a deep breath and tried to stay calm. "Everything will work out in the end. There will always be a way!"

Although she said this, Fan Mengmeng had no idea at all.

What kind of person is the Messenger of Time and Space?

Will he agree to their plan?

The atmosphere became solemn again, like the calm before the storm, so oppressive that it made people breathless.