Let's just drift through life together in this quick transmigration story.

Money that's in your own hands is your own money; everything else is just fluff.

The War King had suffered many humiliations, but none were worse than today's, especially since this despicable woman had killed his most important brother.

After packing his things, Xiong Bufan plopped down on the bed and said, "Go get me some food."

Toshiba looked at himself, then at the War King, and realized that only he could move. He shakily got up from the ground and said, "Yes, Miss."

Xiong Bufan had previously worn ancient clothing, and now he began to slowly remove his decorations and take off his clothes.

This wedding dress looks very luxurious, and Xiong Bufan thinks it has great collectible value.

In Zhan Wang's eyes, Xiong Bufan was blatantly seducing him, and he angrily rebuked her, "You shameless and vicious woman, don't even think about seducing me. Even if you stripped naked and stood in front of me, I wouldn't even glance at you."

Xiong Bufan: ? ? ? ?

"Are you trying to ruin my reputation? You just wait." After saying that, Xiong Bufan continued to calmly adjust his clothes and the hairpin in his hair.

The War King lay on the ground, his neck stiff, his face flushed red, whether from being hit or from embarrassment, it was hard to tell.

After placing the wedding dress in his spatial storage, Xiong Bufan, wearing only his inner garment, came to the side of the War King and extended two fingers, pointing them directly into the War King's eyes.

Although Zhan Wang's leg was crippled, his hand was still intact. He used one hand to try to block Xiong Bufan's attack, but Xiong Bufan twisted his arm and gouged out his eyeball.

The eyeball was still warm in his hand. Xiong Bufan felt nauseous and quickly threw it on the ground, stomping on it. Blood stained the entire sole of his shoe.

"Ahhh, you poisonous woman, you poisonous woman!"

Xiong Bufan: "Shout again, and I'll rip your tongue out too." After saying that, Xiong Bufan kicked Zhan Wang in the stomach.

Kongkong: "Well done."

"I am over-flattered."

Xiong Bufan touched his still-growing stomach, turned around and ran out.

After leaving the bridal chamber, Toshiba ran away on her way to the kitchen. She didn't want to die; she wanted to live a good life.

There was no wedding banquet at the Prince of War's mansion; it was no different from any other day. Dongzhi turned left and right and finally arrived at the back door. Just as she was about to step out, someone covered her mouth and dragged her away. No matter how much she struggled, the person wouldn't let go.

Xiong Bufan, dressed in his undergarments and with his hair disheveled, moved quickly through the mansion. The servants, thinking he had seen a ghost, hurriedly went to report to the steward.

As expected, the servant received a scolding, but continued his patrol, silently chanting "Amitabha" as he went.

Xiong Bufan was completely unaware of all this, and finally arrived in the kitchen.

Using a space-age smoke bomb, Xiong Bufan smoke everyone out of the kitchen.

Xiong Bufan ran inside, put on a gas mask, and began to continuously fill the space with food, all of which was obtained in exchange for smoke bombs.

Kongkong: "Bufan, you're simply a genius."

"I think so too."

People are still rushing water into the kitchen, only to find themselves choked and their noses and eyes watering.

The kitchen supervisor was outside giving instructions. He felt that so much smoke in the kitchen meant someone had burned a pot, so he was calling for someone to put out the fire immediately.

But now people can't get in, and there's no light to be seen, which seems rather strange.

The kitchen manager said, "Go in and put out the fire! All of you, go in! If the kitchen catches fire, the prince will sell you all!"

Hearing this, the cooks and the stewards could only splash water on their faces and carry their buckets inside.

Xiong Bufan had basically finished packing and rushed out of the kitchen with his bags, only to bump into the cook and the chef.

The cook and the kitchen staff were terrified when they saw Xiong Bufan. He had a long nose, two big, glowing eyes, and was dressed in white. He must be a monster.

For a moment, they couldn't care less about stopping Xiong Bufan and could only flee frantically.

Seeing that they were afraid of him, Xiong Bufan playfully walked up to them and tried to scare them, shouting, "Awooo, awooo."

"A monster."

"Monster! Run!"

The kitchen staff scattered in all directions. The secret guards who usually hid in the Prince's mansion appeared and flew directly to Xiong Bufan. "You audacious thief, how dare you cause trouble in the Prince's mansion!"

Xiong Bufan took out a smoke bomb, threw it on the ground, and then ran away frantically. Now nothing could stop her from going to eat.

If he weren't hungry, Xiong Bufan would really like to have a go at them.

Kongkong: "Bufan, where to next?"

"I don't know, let's find a place to eat first."

"it is good."

Most large families have ancestral halls. Xiong Bufan planned to go to the ancestral hall, where no one would disturb him, and even if any sounds were heard, the homeowner would consider it a sign from his ancestors.

The ancestral hall is easy to find; just follow the scent of candles.

Kongkong felt that Xiong Bufan had become smarter again, because this method was truly flawless.

Xiong Bufan wandered around the house and finally found an ancestral hall in an inconspicuous place. He simply removed a window and jumped inside.

There were many memorial tablets in the ancestral hall, but Xiong Bufan wasn't afraid at all. He started opening his bundle and stuffing food into his mouth as if he knew the place well.

Kongkong ate inside the space, while Xiong Bufan ate outside; it was a rare moment of peace and tranquility.

The situation wasn't so good for the War King. He was eventually rescued, but he lost his eyesight forever. Even with a divine physician friend, all he could do was stop the bleeding and prevent him from dying from excessive blood loss.

The divine physician Ye Feisheng looked at the War King and felt a headache coming on. He even suspected that the person who came to this room was not human, but a monster.

After quickly treating the wound, Ye Feisheng asked, "What exactly happened? Who was in the house before?"

The servants shook their heads. "Lord Ye, we do not know."

"Leave two attentive servants; the rest may leave."

"Yes."

The War King had four powerful generals under his command, two of whom had died and the other two were elsewhere and could not be recalled immediately. Ye Feisheng was quite worried, knowing that the manor was now in a very critical situation.

After Xiong Bufan finished eating the bundle of food, he began to carefully smell the bundle, but found nothing on it except the aroma of the food.

However, a faint stench wafted around, which greatly affected Xiong Bufan's appetite.

Kongkong: "Bufan, when will you receive the memories?"

"No rush, wait until I finish eating."

Xiong Bufan put away the other bundle and began to sniff around.

Now that he's well-fed and has the energy, Xiong Bufan will naturally pursue a better living environment; no bear would think about abusing itself.

Every corner of the ancestral hall was searched. There were no dead bodies buried there, nor any dead rats, but it still smelled terrible.