"Mom, when we were on the phone, you said you knew. Do you know what happened to me? Did the food you packed this afternoon disappear?"

Jiang Junmo was a little incoherent.

Although he could usually remain calm and composed no matter what happened, what happened today was beyond his ability to accept.

More importantly, it is beyond common sense.

This made it impossible for him to remain calm and composed.

Qiao Xiazhi looked at his nervous, frightened and excited son, then raised his hand, took a bottle of mineral water from the space and handed it to his son.

He slowly said, "Is this what you wanted to say?"

Jiang Junmo's eyes widened when she saw that her mother could also take objects from a distance.

His guess just now was indeed correct.

"Mom, what is going on? Why can we take things from a distance?"

Qiao Xiazhi explained: "This is not telekinesis, this is called spatial retrieval."

Jiang Junyun looked puzzled: "It's not called telekinesis? Then how did I get the food you packed back to my room? And what is space?"

Qiao Xiazhi: "Because your space and mine are connected, the reason you took out the food I packed back is because my things were placed in the space."

"And you accidentally took out the food I put in the space. So this is called taking things out of space."

Jiang Junmo: "You put it in? Then why can't I put it in?"

Qiao Xiazhi: "It's probably because you just awakened the permission to use this space, so you don't know how to control the operation. You can take it out by accident, but you can't put it back."

"Also, there should be restrictions on the supplies you can take from the space. It's a good thing there are restrictions, otherwise even mother can't save you."

Not only could she not save him, but the supplies in her space, not to mention the entire Jiangnan community, might even the entire Northern Province would be in trouble.

And if those weapons are used incorrectly, I'm afraid the whole of China will be buried with them.

If this were true, her time-travelling journey would have come to an immediate end.

"Why can't mother save me?" Jiang Junmo was confused.

Qiao Xiazhi: "You will understand this later. Try to collect this bottle of water into the space with your mind first."

Jiang Junmo: "How do I use my mind? How do I collect it?"

Qiao Xiazhi: "Recite it silently in your heart and collect it."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Junmo did as he was told.

Sure enough, the bottle of water in his hand disappeared the next second.

"Mom, I can do it too."

Qiao Xiazhi held his son's hand and continued, "Close your eyes and use your consciousness to follow mother."

Jiang Junmo continued to do as he was told.

The next second, Qiao Xiazhi used his spiritual sense to bring Jiang Junmo into the space.

Jiang Junmo looked at the scene in front of him, "Mom, this?"

Qiao Xiazhi looked at the small space with only one shelf. As she expected, her son only had access to one shelf.

"This is the space that mother told you about, the portable space."

“You can put things in and take them out anytime, anywhere.”

Jiang Junmo: "Is it like the gods in the TV shows, do they put away their magic weapons like this?"

"When you need it, it comes out with a wave of your hand, and when you don't need it, you just raise your hand and put it away?"

Qiao Xiazhi: “Yes.”

Jiang Junmo: "Then mother, are you a deity descended to earth?"

Qiao Xiazhi:!!!

As expected, they are truly children of the same mother, and their usual intelligence cannot affect their imagination.

Qiao Xiazhi nodded and explained to Jiang Junmo the same way he had explained to Jiang Jintang.

However, Jiang Junmo did not ask too many questions. After knowing what happened, he was no longer so nervous and scared.

Seeing that his son had calmed down, Qiao Xiazhi said, "Actually, this space is infinite. You are currently limited because you have just awakened."

"Usually, when no one is around, use your mind to operate more often. Once you are able to control it, the size of the space will slowly open up permissions for you to operate."

"Remember not to use the materials in the space casually, including the space you own. You must not let anyone know about your ability."

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Qiao Xiazhi repeated to Jiang Junmo the principle of confidentiality that he had mentioned to Jiang Jintang.

Jiang Junmo naturally understood this logic, otherwise he would have asked his family members or asked directly in front of his father and uncle.

Qiao Xiazhi also knew that her children were smart and obedient, and they would remember and follow what she said.

But in the end, Qiao Xiazhi still reminded him: "Remember, don't tell anyone, including your future wife, and your future children."

"You can only say this unless someone among them has inherited your skill."

Jiang Junmo: "Mom, I understand. I understand it from your story."

"You have been hiding so well and deeply for twenty years. Isn't it because you don't want to be targeted and bring any danger to yourself and your family?"

"Don't worry, your son has inherited your intelligence and wisdom as well. I'm not that stupid."

"If I didn't know what was going on, I probably wouldn't have come to tell you."

Qiao Xiazhi was very pleased and nodded, "Okay, it's getting late, go back to the house and rest early."

Qiao Xiazhi returned to the house. Jiang Yunchen in the house did not ask much. The thing that made the child hide from him and talk to his mother must be a secret that cannot be known by too many people.

It is possible that he still knows, but he doesn't ask. It's good to just pretend that he knows nothing.

He didn't ask, and Qiao Xiazhi didn't tell him about her identity as an agent, just like she did at the beginning. The two of them maintained a tacit understanding.

One plays dumb, the other keeps a secret.

Jiang Junmo couldn't sleep after he returned to his room.