Chapter 2 Space

After being engulfed by the light, Mo Fei's eyes went dark, and at the same time he felt a burning pain on his left wrist.

When she opened her eyes, she thought she was going through time again.

But after opening her eyes, she found an oval pattern with two circles on her left wrist. It looked like an iron pot. Mo Fei pressed it subconsciously and found that the pain in her wrist had disappeared. It was just a pattern, so she ignored it and paid attention to the space of about 20 cubic meters in front of her.

There was nothing in the space, and there were no walls around it. Looking outside, it was all white, as if covered by a layer of mist.

When Mo Fei reached the edge of the whiteness and wanted to go forward, he found an invisible wall in the middle and he couldn't get through.

Mo Fei had no choice but to walk back to the center of the space, but at this moment she found a large iron pot floating in front of her.

This big iron pot looks exactly like the pot in the kitchen, except that there are two huge words engraved on the pot - "Divine Pot".

"What a silly name." Mo Fei thought to himself.

She looked at the pot carefully and realized that the problem was with the pot. Not only could it heat up automatically to cook without relying on a heat source, but it also had this magical feature.

Portable space! This word suddenly popped into Mo Fei's mind.

Just when Mo Fei was trying to find out what was going on, he suddenly heard a child crying, one voice getting louder than the other.

"Hey..." Mo Fei was anxious. She didn't know where this place was, nor did she know how to get out.

But she only had the thought of going back quickly in her mind, and in a flash, she appeared in the kitchen again.

This was exactly where she had been engulfed by the flames.

"I'm here." Mo Fei shouted as he lifted the kitchen curtain and came out.

"Mom." Mo Jiayue ran over with her teddy bear in her arms, pouting.

Mo Jianian followed behind silently and rubbed his eyes.

He was obviously woken up by Mo Jiayue and could hardly open his eyes.

It turned out that Mo Jiayue woke up and found that she couldn't find her mother. Perhaps she was worried that Mo Fei would suddenly fall to the ground like he did during the day, so she started crying.

"I was thirsty just now and came out to get some water." Mo Fei explained, "Okay, I'll stay with you guys to sleep."

When she took the two children back to sleep, Mo Fei subconsciously looked back at the mysterious pot. The big iron pot was no longer emitting flames, as if everything Mo Fei had just experienced was her fantasy.

The two children slept on the left and right of her, and soon they could hear steady breathing. Mo Fei couldn't help but do an experiment. She hugged the two children and silently said "go in" in her heart.

The next second, Mo Fei really appeared in the space, but the child in his arms did not come in with him.

"Go back." Mo Fei muttered again.

Mo Fei got up quietly and piled all the miscellaneous items in the house into the space for experiment. The space would arrange the things Mo Fei brought in neatly into different categories, as if it had some obsessive-compulsive disorder.

After trying this several times, she found that only she and her belongings could enter this space.

It seems that the portable space that is common in natural disaster novels still has many limitations.

Fortunately, whether she entered or accessed things, it seemed to be controlled by her mind. It was as convenient as a backpack in the game.

It was already 2 a.m., and Mo Fei sat on the bed and picked up his cell phone.

She searched for the Art Hotel in a familiar search engine, but the search results were 0. She searched for her own name, but only a few people with the same name as her popped up.

It seems that this is really no longer the world she lives in. Mo Fei sighed deeply.

After experiencing time travel and the portable space in one day, Mo Fei finally fell into a deep sleep with the children.

Due to his professional habits, Mo Fei has no habit of sleeping in.

No matter what day of the week it is, no matter how late I go to bed, I will wake up naturally at six in the morning.

When she woke up, she was not used to her current room and the two children around her, and she was startled.

After she came to her senses, she rubbed her temples and got off the bed quietly.

According to the original owner's habit, she would prepare breakfast for the two children first, and then go to the morning market to buy vegetables.

"Mom." Mo Jianian sat up.

He was too sleepy to open his eyes, but when he heard Mo Fei get up, he sat up.

Mo Jianian came out a few minutes earlier than Mo Jiayue and became the older brother.

For these few minutes, he was extra sensible. Normally, he was as serious as an adult and would never trouble Mo Fei for anything that could help him and his sister. But no matter how sensible he was, he was still a clingy child.

Seeing that his daughter was still sleeping soundly, Mo Fei pointed to the kitchen and mouthed to his son, "Sleep a little longer. I'll make breakfast."

Mo Jianian also imitated Mo Fei's lip movements: "I'll do it. Mommy, please sleep for a while."

His eyes were dark and bright, which made Mo Fei's heart soften.

Mo Fei was silent for a moment.

In fact, when she realized she had traveled through time yesterday, she thought about whether she should send the two children to their real relatives.

After all, she was used to being alone and had no experience in raising children.

But later on, she discovered that the original owner had broken off relations with her family, the child's father was missing, and she had very few friends. They had nowhere to go, and they certainly didn't want to be separated from their "mother".

Forget it. Since I am using someone else's body now and they are so sensible, I will just take care of it.

With her abilities, raising these two children until they are eighteen is not a problem.

Mo Fei made his decision at this moment.

Mo Fei reached out and hugged Mo Jianian, saying that she had rested well, and promised that breakfast would be ready soon. Only then did Mo Jianian hesitate and lie back down.

After a simple wash, Mo Fei came to the kitchen.

Considering that both children are only eight years old, it is the time when they need supplemental nutrition.

Murphy first poured two bottles of milk into a bowl and heated them in water, then boiled three eggs.

The big iron pot was still the same as yesterday, it started to heat up automatically without fire. Mo Fei even boldly put his hand under the iron pot, but he felt nothing, no temperature, no heat. The most amazing thing was that the iron pot seemed to automatically detect the doneness of the food and stopped heating when it was just right.

"Great, I'll save on gas bills in the future." Mo Fei looked the iron pot up and down, and the more he looked at it, the more satisfied he became. He thought to himself, it has automatic temperature control and does not require a fire source, I'm afraid all the chefs in the world would want this pot.

There was some chopped pork stuffing in the refrigerator, and Mo Fei planned to make some steamed dumplings.

Steam began to rise from the iron pot covered with a lid. A few minutes later, the aroma of steamed dumplings slowly wafted into the air.

After taking out the steamed dumplings, Mo Fei thought of the portable space again.

It can indeed store things, but I don’t know how well it can keep things warm.

So before going to bed last night, she put a basin of freshly boiled hot water in it.

Mo Fei thought so and took out the basin from his personal space with a wave of his hand.

The basin itself had no cover, so if it had been left out overnight, it should have cooled down. But now the water in front of me was still boiling hot, just like when I first put it in.

This surprised Mo Fei a little.

Just as she was happy, she suddenly felt a sharp pain in her hand.

Black lettering appeared on the wrist.

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1. Congratulations to tester No. 001 for binding the magic pot.

2. The magic pot comes with an upgradeable portable space.

3. The first-level space has basic functions such as storage, permanent preservation, and heat preservation. Please explore the upgrade method and upgraded functions by yourself.

After confirming that Mo Fei had finished reading these words, these black words disappeared one by one, as if they had never appeared on Mo Fei's wrist.

The term "tester" sounds like a game tester or a guinea pig in a laboratory.

Mo Fei thought of the male voice last night, he said you are the chosen one. So the so-called chosen one refers to this experiencer.

When Mo Fei put breakfast on the table, it was already half past six. Both children were awake, and Mo Jianian was helping Mo Jiayue comb her hair.

"Mommy, give me a hug." Compared to her brother, the younger sister is more attached to Mo Fei and especially likes to act coquettishly.

Mo Fei did not favor one over the other and hugged both his daughter and his son.

She told her two children to have breakfast after washing up, and to lock the door when they were at home and never open it if someone knocked.

Then she went out alone.

On the table, the steamed dumplings were eaten up first, while the milk and eggs were not in demand.

"Brother, it's delicious." Mo Jiayue was scalded and breathed out to cool down, but she couldn't put down her chopsticks.

"Yeah. Eat more." Mo Jianian picked up the two remaining steamed dumplings in his bowl and gave them to his sister.

Seeing his sister eating so happily, he couldn't help but ask, "Do you think there's something wrong with mom?"

Mo Jiayue shook her head.

"Okay." Mo Jianian sighed. He thought for a long time, but still didn't tell what happened last night. The house is so small. When his sister woke up and said that her mother was missing, he looked in the direction of the kitchen. The curtain was blown by the wind and there was no one there. But after his sister cried, her mother appeared from the kitchen again.

Something is wrong with Mom.

But my mother is still very good to me and my sister.

Mo Jianian took the dishes and went to the kitchen, and started washing them while thinking.

Mo Fei walked down the corridor lined with advertisements and finally arrived at the street.

The community she lives in is not so much a community as it is a concentrated area of ​​dilapidated old houses in the old city that are in urgent need of demolition, but the government has not yet done so.

There are quite a few people living here, and they are quite mixed. Most of them are tenants who send their children to school.

Fortunately, the most basic living facilities nearby are very complete, including the vegetable market less than 500 meters away, Weimin Pharmacy, some southern grocery stores, barber shops, etc., and you can get very cheap prices for anything you want to buy. There is order in the chaos and it is very lively.

The primary school that Jianian and Jiayue attend is two kilometers away. It is a public primary school with strong teaching staff called Qinglang Primary School.

It would be difficult to get into this school according to the previous policy.

But now the policy of enrolling students based on the area where the house is located is implemented, and Jianian and Jiayue are now in the same class in the third grade of primary school.

"Xiao Mo is out buying groceries again!" A woman in a red top and black cropped pants greeted Mo Fei enthusiastically.

Mo Fei was stunned for a moment, and immediately remembered according to the original owner's memory that this person was Li Hong, the neighbor who lived on the first floor.

I just moved here last year to open a fruit shop. My son is in the first grade of Qinglang Primary School. He has come to our house to ask Mo Jianian about his homework. Sometimes the children of the two families play together on weekends.

Mo Fei responded immediately, looking at a box of peaches that had just been moved out of the first floor: "Sister Hong, your peaches look good. Leave two kilograms for me and I will buy them when I come back."

"Okay!" Li Hong was very happy and immediately picked up a plastic bag and put some big and plump peaches in it for Mo Fei.

Mo Fei has lived in this place for many years and many people know her.

Just on her way to the market, she stopped to say hello at least a dozen times.

Mo Fei was uncomfortable at first, but later he was able to handle it with ease.

She has accepted the fact that she is now Mo Fei and Mo Fei is her.

The morning market in the vegetable market is particularly lively, with shouts and trading sounds everywhere.

The sounds of WeChat and Alipay scanning codes can be heard one after another.

In addition to nearby residents, there are also many elderly people from all over the city who come here to buy groceries.

The elderly sleep little and get up early, so they are willing to take the bus here early in the morning just to buy the freshest and cheapest vegetables for their family.

Mo Fei couldn't help but be somewhat infected by this atmosphere.

After I started working as a chef in a hotel, there was someone specifically in charge of purchasing ingredients.

She usually eats in the hotel kitchen. She hasn't been to the market to buy vegetables for a long time.

But today she was not going to buy the vegetables for daily necessities or for setting up stalls.

What she wanted to buy was enough food to feed her family of three when the natural disaster evolution period fully arrived.

Anyway, space can preserve freshness, so just buy as much as you can!

Mo Fei just thought about this in his mind, and was dumbfounded when he saw the balance in the original owner's bank card.