Traveling to Ancient Times: My Space Contains Weapons

Once outside, Chu Chen took a good look at his home.

There were two mud-brick and thatched houses, a kitchen and a bedroom, and a thatched hut not far away.

Inside the room, a bed was made of wooden planks, covered with a thin quilt and a straw mat, and a dining table was set up with a few bricks. That was all the family's belongings.

"Now I finally understand what it means to be destitute. This is just too poor," Chu Chen sighed.

At this moment, Li Qinglian came out carrying a basket.

"My husband, you rest at home. I'll go to the village chief's house to do some work."

They say Li Qinglian is really good; even though the original owner was about to sell her, she still thought about earning money to give him a decent meal.

Watching Li Qinglian's departing figure, Chu Chen turned around and lay back down on the bed covered with a straw mat.

He was utterly exhausted. He had just experienced time travel, and the beating he received in this body at the casino was a real thing.

Now that things have quieted down, he feels pain all over his body.

Lost in thought, Chu Chen drifted off to sleep again.

"Huh, was I dreaming just now? Did I read too many novels or am I just missing my wife so much?"

In his dream, Chu Chen returned to that shopping mall, where all kinds of goods were displayed in a dazzling array; it was still that familiar place.

"No, how could the mall have suddenly become completely empty? And what about that 200-pound lady who seemed to fall from the sky?"

Chu Chen gradually realized something was wrong. The entire mall was deserted, with only the buildings and merchandise standing there unharmed.

Then Chu Chen walked out of the mall and found that the buildings within a radius of about two kilometers were real. Beyond that, everything was a gray haze, and even the cars driving on the road and parked on the side of the road were empty.

Chu Chen thought of a possibility: Could it be that he brought this place with him and traveled through time? That would be incredibly absurd.

Immediately, he rushed into the mall, found a clothing store, and looked at himself in the mirror.

What came into view was a young man covered in wounds, dressed in ancient clothes, about 1.8 meters tall, and much more handsome than in his previous life.

With that kind of looks, she could charm countless girls even without using beauty filters in short videos.

How do I get out? The thought of getting out popped into Chu Chen's mind.

In an instant, he opened his eyes and looked at the familiar thatched roof and the familiar bare walls of his home.

"I'm back again, with my mind?" Chu Chen murmured.

With a thought, he found himself back in that familiar shopping mall.

The supplies inside remained unchanged, as did the buildings.

"I can move freely back and forth," Chu Chen thought to himself.

He casually pulled out a pack of cigarettes and a lighter from the convenience store at the entrance of the mall.

With a thought, I returned to this familiar house.

Looking at the cigarette in his hand, he deftly tore open the packaging, lit one, and his eyes were full of excitement.

"I somehow traveled through time with a giant shopping mall in my hands."

Then, with a thought, he returned to the shopping mall and walked around its perimeter.

He discovered that in addition to the supermarket, there were many high-rise buildings and shops nearby, and to his surprise, there was also a police station.

Looking at the scene before him, Chu Chen shouted, "I'm the ancient Doraemon, why would I be afraid of not having a good life?"

Chu Chen reappeared in the house, carrying a bag of rice, a large piece of pork and vegetables, and an iron pot.

Next, Chu Chen was extremely busy.

Go in - come out - go in - come out - go in...........

Ignoring the pain in his body, he worked until he was covered in sweat and panting heavily.

The mud-brick house was filled with various foods and seasonings, and Chu Chen tore off all the packaging to avoid arousing suspicion.

They were all packed into those earthenware jars of all sizes.

I rummaged through the pharmacy next to the supermarket and found a lot of medicine. I bandaged up my wounds and took some anti-inflammatory pills.

Seeing the wounds on his body, Chu Chen revealed a fierce look.

This casino is really ruthless. It wasn't just punching and kicking; there were also some open wounds.

So it turns out they used a knife.

"Once I recover, I'll take you down, otherwise my time travel will have been for nothing," Chu Chen said viciously.

After finishing all that, he sat quietly on the bed, waiting for Li Qinglian to return.

As night fell, Chu Chen remained lying in bed, his body covered in white patches.

With a creak of the dilapidated door, Li Qinglian returned to her room, utterly exhausted.

Looking at Chu Chen lying on the bed, she sighed and walked towards the kitchen.

"Ah..." With a startled cry, Li Qinglian rushed into the room.

Inside the room, Chu Chen grinned as he looked at the panicked woman in front of him.

"What's wrong, my wife?"

"There's a ghost in the kitchen... those things, the rice jar is full, and there's meat too." She was still a woman after all, and as she spoke, she moved closer to Chu Chen.

Chu Chen put his arm around her waist and said, "Don't worry, I brought them all back."

“You brought this back? Where did you get the money to buy this? Besides, it’s such a waste. How could an ordinary family afford so much fine rice?”

After she finished speaking, Li Qinglian realized that the man in front of her was holding her waist, and she tried to break free.

But those strong, large hands held him tightly.

"You are my wife, how can you break free from your husband?" Chu Chen said with a mischievous grin.

At this moment, Li Qinglian looked at Chu Chen in front of her as if she had seen a ghost, and found that he seemed to have changed a lot after coming back to life.

She used to call me "bastard" all the time, when has she ever called me "wife" so gently?

Moreover, in the year since they got married, he has never touched her. Rumors in the village say that Chu Chen is impotent, so why is he suddenly looking at her with a wicked smile?

"Go ahead and cook. Those things were given to me by a friend of mine who is a fairy." Chu Chen said gently to Li Qinglian.

Looking at Chu Chen's gentle face, Li Qinglian couldn't stop her tears from flowing.

She thought of a possibility: Chu Chen must have sold her out and gotten the money.

All those supposed divine friends were just a pretense by Chu Chen.

“I know you’ve always complained that I’m too thin and small to work. Selling me would be fine, at least you could have enough to eat for a few days. But this is too extravagant of you,” Li Qinglian said, tears streaming down her face.

What's going on? Chu Chen was completely baffled.

It turns out that his image as a jerk was already deeply ingrained in this kind girl's eyes.

He turned around and hugged her, saying, "Qinglian, I was wrong before. But that beating at the casino has woken me up. I'm not that bastard anymore. Just watch, I will definitely give you the best life in the world."

"Moreover, at the moment of my death, I dreamed of an old man with a white beard who taught me many things."

Li Qinglian leaned on Chu Chen's shoulder, feeling the man's embrace in disbelief.

It all feels like a dream. Could it be that he has really changed for the better?