Author: plastic kite

"How long until departure?" Chen Tong rubbed her eyebrows, preparing to get some construction materials to put in the folding space for backup. Who knows if she couldn't even find a toilet after landing, so she had to be fully prepared before she dared to set foot on that road.

Oh, yes, yes, you need to stock up on medicines. It’s hard to say about viruses, but antibiotics must be stocked up. For things like sepsis, they can save lives at critical moments.

Chen Tong obtained some keys from other worlds from his team, and half of the eight thousand Haiying he just acquired was used to build a life-saving system.

She was even afraid of being attacked by the barren food of the Middle Ages in the new mission, so she traveled to several worlds to purchase a lot of barbecue ingredients, which filled more than a dozen sacks. In line with the principle of saving a little, most of these spices were not ground.

, or the original state.

"After doing so much, how long will it take to eat..." Little A was stunned and looked at Chen Tong with a little admiration.

"First of all, we have to decide whether we can eat their food or not," Chen Tong patted his chest, "Secondly, spices are hard currency."

As for why she didn't buy the polished hardcover version, Chen Tong felt that as a craftsman, she really didn't need to pay for labor costs, not to mention that the order had almost emptied her coffers...

In fact, if possible, she would also like to get some gold, silver, gems, frankincense, silk ceramics...

Ah, sorry, silk porcelain is a trade product of the late Age of Discovery, that is, the 17th century. It has nothing to do with the Middle Ages in the 15th century.

But to put it this way, during the thousand years from the fall of the Eastern Rome to the fall of the Western Rome, the ancient Eastern countries were experiencing the transition from the Northern and Southern Dynasties to the Ming Dynasty. I don’t know if the author will intersperse the history.

…

All in all, the gross profit margin of spices is higher, which is suitable for a temporary hawker like her.

The fully folded space means you feel safe, and you can review your inventory contentedly. The incarnation of unlucky people suddenly thinks of something big.

Why didn't Little A ask her what identity she wanted to choose this time?

When Little A heard this, he calmly waved his hand.

"You don't need to worry about me, my new identity has been blind-boxed by the Council Bureau."

???

"Didn't you tell me such a big thing earlier?"

"The key can only be traveled by one person," Little A said with resentment on his face, "In the past two days, you have been running around in various worlds, and every time you teleport, you are in vain. When you teleport, you are in vain. How do you want me to tell you, telepathy?"

Even with a handful of keys, she couldn't keep up with her speed of running around, and you blame it for not reminding her???

Who is the careless one?

Chen Tong was ashamed, this was indeed too much.

"But there are about five common identities in the blind box of the Council Bureau: church, royal family, nobles, commoners, and slaves. Witches are limited to the heroine's camp. To be on the safe side, the main system will not let you wade into that muddy water."

Chen Tong curled his lips, "Any woman can be a witch, no matter what her identity is, she can't compete with thousands of mouths around her. I'm the same as the negotiator - people on the left and right may be labeled as witches, so it's better to just become a witch."

Little A looked at her for a long time, and then spoke quietly under Chen Tong's strange eyes.

"Actually, I think your puppet-making skills...may look more like a witch than a witch."

Chen Tong:……

Thank you very much for your recognition.

Chen Tong, who was well prepared, once again walked towards the new entrance. Compared with the sudden fall last time, this was obviously a normal way to open it.

...It’s just that the red light at the entrance doesn’t look very kind.

She squinted her eyes and looked in, alarm bells ringing in her heart.

"A-san, why do I feel that the other side is not safe?"

"It's normal. The entrance to this era of great controversy is full of gunpowder. You just need to walk in. If there is any problem, the Council Bureau will take care of it."

...It’s not that I’m afraid of this.

Taking advantage of Chen Tong's hesitation, a black hand passed through the gap and slapped the person into the portal.

"Ah ah ah ah ah--"

The frightened screams were lost in the crackling lightning at the entrance, and the young man in smart clothes frowned, "Which group is this? Their voices are loud."

He took out his glasses from his pocket, and the slender gold chain hung from his temples, matching the law enforcer's "M" gold logo shining brightly on his chest.

"I can't do it without my glasses."

Poor Chen Tong was so frightened in the portal that before he even landed, the identity blind box of the Council Bureau was opened——

"HE-996: Civilian "Tirance Luerva", the identity of the main line has been confirmed, and the timeline is moving in one direction."

"Time: Langley Dynasty 1399."

This time, the identity is that of a commoner who is the same age as the heroine. Both of them are five or six-year-old children. It would be best to get along with each other... But the bad thing is that Chen Tong's identity and the heroine have some friendship - a child.

Her mother held Tirance and threw stones at the heroine, telling her that she must draw a clear line between her and the scum.

Chen Tong read Tillance's character design with trepidation. Based on the heroine's personality, she might not know where she would be.

Gan, why don't you show it off?

The negotiator did not state the demands clearly, and only asked the taskmaster to perfect the setting of the heroine from the perspective of readers. As soon as these words came out, Chen Tong immediately thought of Shakespeare's famous saying "With a thousand readers, there are a thousand Hamlets."

.Xindao 753 was not only tricked by the BE team, but was also tricked by the negotiators.

Who knows how to measure this kind of work with perfect personality? If the operation is as fierce as a tiger and the other party doesn't buy it, it's not in vain.

There was a battle between heaven and man in his heart, and white light flashed before Chen Tong's eyes.

When he opened his eyes again, he was already standing miserably at the entrance to the city of Nagra, holding his baggage. As a new visitor to Nagra, Chen Tong's first stop on his medieval trip was to find the local household registration department to purchase the "right to enter the city."

It’s funny to say that the Qing Space-Time Council Bureau directly gave Chen Tong the status of a shipwreck. This caused both Chen Tong and Little A to complain:

Are you too lazy to even bother to deal with it?

In the eyes of the soldiers guarding the city, the mysterious visitor from the East awkwardly held a cowhide bundle and carefully handed over the pass he obtained at the entrance.

Chen Tong was down for three seconds. Did she forget something?

"Damn it, I don't understand the language!"

The visitor from the East suddenly became very nervous.

The soldiers were puzzled, but still asked about their origins according to the standard. Since they were merchants from the East, they could basically turn a blind eye.

Fortunately, the simultaneous interpretation of the portable translator did not fail.

Little A put on a strong knight's armor, "They asked you what your name is, how old you are, where you come from, when the ship crashed, what was your original destination port, what are you coming for, and do you have any relatives... Oh

, and you have to pay ten crowns per person."

"How should I answer?" Chen Tong looked a little depressed. She had forgotten the language barrier. The official language in the Middle Ages was Medieval Latin, but what she needed in the place where she was was French crown. Doesn't it mean that the language used here was

French?
Chapter completed!