Chapter 147 Extra: What If I Traveled to the Modern Era: The Regent's Metamorphosis
In the early morning, sunlight streamed through the sheer curtains of the French windows, falling onto the soft Simmons bed.
Shen Jin suddenly opened his eyes.
As a regent who had lived on the edge of death for many years, his biological clock and vigilance instantly brought him to his senses.
Something's not right.
The sensation beneath me was so soft, like sinking into clouds. Had I been given a muscle-weakening drug?
The scent in the air... there's no ambergris, only a... strange, pleasant fragrance?
He instinctively reached for the dagger under his pillow.
I found nothing.
There was only one cold, square, hard object.
"who?!"
Shen Jin's eyes sharpened, and he sat up, assuming a defensive posture.
However, the scene before him completely stunned the regent, who was usually unfazed even if Mount Tai collapsed before him.
The walls were blindingly white.
A huge crystal ball with a strange glow hung overhead.
There was a dark, square object hanging on the opposite wall.
Beside him, the familiar woman—Jiang Mianmian—was wearing a strange outfit that revealed her arms and legs, fast asleep with a blanket around her, drool still hanging from the corner of her mouth.
"here it is……"
Shen Jin looked down at himself.
He was wearing a loose-fitting gray outfit, without an undergarment or his hair tied up. His hair was still there, but it seemed... shorter.
What kind of monster is this?!
Is this an illusion? Or the underworld?
Just then, the dark cube suddenly lit up and emitted a loud voice: "Good morning! Working people! A new day has begun!"
"An assassin!"
Shen Jin's eyes flashed with murderous intent. Although he had no internal energy, he instinctively grabbed the only weapon at hand and hurled it fiercely at the "monster" who had spoken.
"Smack!"
The phone smashed onto the TV screen.
"Splash—"
The TV is broken.
My phone is cracked too.
The loud noise finally woke up Jiang Mianmian, who was sitting next to her.
"Ah—! What happened? An earthquake?"
Jiang Mianmian jumped out of bed, staring blankly at the broken glass on the floor and Shen Jin, who was in an attack stance with a murderous look on his face.
She froze for three seconds, then let out a groundhog scream:
"My TV! My brand new cell phone!"
"Chen Jin! You son of a bitch! You owe me money!"
...
Half an hour later.
In the living room of a modern apartment.
Jiang Mianmian, wearing slippers and holding a broom, was cleaning up the mess.
Shen Jin sat upright on the sofa, holding a cup of hot milk that Jiang Mianmian had given him, listening to her "popular science lecture" with a serious expression.
"So..."
Shen Jin frowned. "Is this your original world? Thousands of years in the future?"
"That's right."
Jiang Mianmian rolled her eyes. "There's no emperor or empress dowager here, only the law and the police. Murder is illegal, and you have to pay for broken things!"
"and……"
She pointed at Shen Jin, "Your current identity is my newlywed husband. Your job is... a full-time househusband."
"Full-time...househusband?"
Shen Jin pondered these four words and felt offended. "I will not do it."
"Not doing it? What will you eat if you don't do it?"
Jiang Mianmian threw down the broom. "There's no national treasury here for you to squander! If you want to eat, you have to work! Either earn money or work!"
Shen Jin remained silent.
How could he, a dignified regent, have fallen so low as to rely on women for support?
This is intolerable.
"Making money, huh?"
Shen Jin stood up, rummaged in his pocket for a long time, and finally... found nothing.
Where are his banknotes? Where are his gold bars?
"Stop touching me."
Jiang Mianmian took out a hundred yuan from her bag and stuffed it into his hand. "Here, this is your start-up capital for today. I'll take you downstairs for breakfast and let you experience the cruelty of modern society."
...
A breakfast shop downstairs in the residential complex.
Shen Jin, dressed in a casual suit that Jiang Mianmian had bought for him, sat on a greasy plastic stool, looking completely out of place.
The elderly women and men around him were all secretly watching him.
"Wow, this young man is so handsome! He looks like a movie star!"
"His eyes are a bit fierce, he doesn't look like a good person."
He remained calm and expressionless.
"Boss! Two fried dough sticks and two bowls of soy milk!" Jiang Mianmian ordered skillfully.
Soon, the steaming hot fried dough sticks were served.
Shen Jin stared at the two golden-brown, oddly shaped pieces of fried dough, but hesitated to pick up his chopsticks.
"Eat up!" Jiang Mianmian took a bite. "It's so delicious!"
He cautiously took a bite.
Crispy.
Indeed... it's acceptable.
After finishing the meal, we paid the bill.
"Eight yuan in total," the shopkeeper called out.
Shen Jin casually pulled out the hundred-yuan bill and slapped it on the table: "Keep the change."
He always eats a lot, and he just throws down a silver ingot and leaves. What's a little money to him?
The shopkeeper, holding a hundred-yuan note, looked at him like he was an idiot: "Young man, everyone scans QR codes these days, who doesn't need change? Besides, I don't have change for this hundred-yuan note!"
"Scan the code?" Shen Jin asked, puzzled.
Jiang Mianmian rubbed her forehead.
She took out her phone and scanned the QR code on the wall.
"Okay, boss, the money's gone."
Shen Jin looked at the black box, then at the paper on the wall, and for the first time, a feeling of "confusion" appeared in his eyes.
"Is this... telekinesis?"
“No, this is called mobile payment.” Jiang Mianmian said earnestly, “Chen Jin, you still have a lot to learn.”
...
Over the next few days, Shen Jin experienced the biggest challenge of his life.
I was so scared by a car crossing the street that I almost drew my sword; I thought I was locked in an iron cage when I took an elevator; I thought a robot vacuum cleaner was some kind of mechanical beast and almost stepped on it.
Jiang Mianmian followed him around, responsible for apologizing, paying compensation, and... mocking him.
"Hahaha! Even the Regent has met his end!"
"I'll teach you to be ignorant and incompetent! I'll teach you to be an old-fashioned relic
However, Jiang Mianmian underestimated the regent's learning ability.
Only one week later.
Shen Jin not only learned how to use a mobile phone and how to take the subway, but even... he also learned how to search for information online.
That night.
Jiang Mianmian came home from get off work exhausted, like a dog.
Upon entering, I was greeted by a familiar fragrance.
On the table were four dishes and a soup: braised pork, sweet and sour pork ribs, steamed sea bass... all looking and smelling delicious.
Shen Jin, wearing an apron, came out carrying the last soup.
"You're back?"
He took off his apron and said calmly, "Wash your hands and eat."
Jiang Mianmian was stunned: "This...you made this?"
"Um."
Shen Jin served her a bowl of soup. "I learned it from that... place called 'Little Red Book'. It's not difficult."
"Little Red Book?!"
Jiang Mianmian almost knelt down.
“Moreover,” Shen Jin took out a bank card from his pocket and placed it on the table, “this is what I earned.”
"You...you made money? Did you rob a bank?" Jiang Mianmian was so frightened that her face turned pale.
"No."
He sat down with composure and elegance. "I went to the park over there to play chess. Those old men couldn't beat me, so they insisted on betting money. I won a thousand coins."
"Also, a guy called a 'talent scout' gave me this business card and said he wanted me to be... an actor? To play an emperor?"
Shen Jin sneered, "Playing the emperor? Do I need to play one?"
Jiang Mianmian: [...]
[Awesome.]
This is a max-level player slaughtering a newbie village!
“Um… Your Highness,” Jiang Mianmian carefully put away her bank card, “are you planning to go?”
"I'm not going."
Shen Jin placed a piece of braised pork on Jiang Mianmian's plate, saying, "I disdain such public displays of power."
"I have discovered that the 'stock market' in this world is quite interesting."
"I have studied it for two days and found that the patterns are no different from those in military strategy. I intend to...give it a try."
Jiang Mianmian dropped the chopsticks in her hand.
The stock market? Military strategy?
One month later.
Jiang Mianmian looked at the extra zeros in her account and was completely convinced.
This isn't a regent; this is clearly the Wolf of Wall Street!
Shen Jin, dressed in a well-tailored suit, sat on the sofa watching financial news. His aura was a hundred times more domineering than that of the domineering CEOs on TV.
"Mianmian".
He put down the remote control and beckoned her over.
"What's wrong?" Jiang Mianmian ran over like a little follower.
"I have purchased this building."
Shen Jin said calmly, "From now on, you don't need to go to work. You can open a hot pot restaurant if you want, or lie down if you want."
"I... will take care of you."
Jiang Mianmian threw herself into his arms, moved to tears.
[Waaaaah... This is fate!]
Whether in ancient or modern times, as long as I cling to this powerful figure, I'll be a winner in life, effortlessly achieving success!
"Chen Jin, I love you!"
"Yes. I know."
He gently kissed her forehead.
Although this world has no internal energy, no lightness skill, and not even imperial power.
But as long as she's there, anywhere is his domain.
and……
The air conditioning here is definitely much better than ice.
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