Chapter 644 A peasant girl who doesn't want to be the top scholar isn't a good princess (7)



"666, I want to use a Power Card."

666 quickly agreed: 【Okay, miss!】

The card transformed into a beam of clear light and merged into Tong Su's body. The axe, which had been heavy to lift, became as light as a feather in the blink of an eye.

[Strong Power Card: Gathers the energy of a strongman, granting a permanent 20-fold increase in strength upon use, valid for one world duration.]

Xia Chaojin was suffering from a cold and was very thin. She could only lift about 10 or 20 kilograms by herself. Let alone chopping firewood, she would probably be tired even doing housework.

Now that Tongsu has used the Power Card, her strength has increased twentyfold, roughly over 300 jin (150 kg). Chopping firewood, doing housework, cleaning the house, building walls and houses are no longer problems for her.

With power in hand, her heart felt at ease, and even her cold felt much better, making her feel light and cheerful. Tong Su couldn't help but smile slightly.

That feels so good!

She slung her basket over her shoulder and went up the mountain.

It just snowed heavily, and the snow hasn't melted yet. It's just covering the fallen leaves and withered branches, not wet. As long as you shake off the snow and let it dry in the sun, you can burn it for warmth.

Tong Su picked up tree branches and cut down dead trees along the way, cut them into arm-length pieces, and threw them into her personal space. Before long, she filled the small one-cubic-meter space.

666 is devastated: [Miss! That's a personal space! Do you know what other mission takers use it for? Those leaving from ancient times fill it with silver, paintings, calligraphy, and porcelain; those leaving from the fantasy world collect ores and jade; those going to the apocalypse prepare food in advance, but you—]

They actually used it to store firewood!

This is an absolute disgrace to personal space!

Tong Su raised an eyebrow: "What you said is interesting. If I don't pretend to be poor, then what should I pretend to be? We're dirt poor right now, should I pretend to be from the Northwest?"

Aren't you carrying a basket on your back?

"Even with the heavy-duty card, carrying a basket still takes effort. Why would I make trouble for myself when I have a portable space that I can easily carry without getting in the way? Besides, the portable space is secure, so even small branches won't fall out. Isn't that great?"

Okay, that makes some sense...

No, no, that makes absolutely no sense!

The portable space is a body used as a safe, for farming, cultivating spiritual springs, showing off, and slapping faces, not a portable basket for carrying firewood!

If the General Administration found out that the personal space, which was once hailed as a top-level divine artifact, had fallen to such a down-to-earth state, the director and his colleagues would probably be utterly astonished...

666 looked utterly hopeless.

Tong Su didn't care about its despair. Props are meant to be used. So what if it has a personal space? Does it have an idol image to maintain and can only store rare and precious things?

That's ridiculous!

"They say the capable should do more, and the portable space is also capable, so it's understandable that it should do a little more work. 666 Let's be considerate of each other. Right now I have nothing of value, so I'm only filling it with dirt instead of firewood. When I have money in the future, I'll fill it with silver, okay?"

Seeing its utter despair, Tongsu found it amusing. She continued chopping wood while chuckling and teasing it, "Speaking of filling the pot with soil, I just remembered something. Burning this dry firewood is rather inconvenient. I'll get some soil, build a kiln, and burn some charcoal for Mother to keep warm. That would be much more convenient."

[You still haven't given up on the idea of ​​using your personal storage space to carry soil?!]

"Well, the capable should do more work..."

Tong Su smiled and grinned.

She looked up and saw a patch of withered trees in the distance. The snow was messy, as if something had fallen from above, and something grayish had just moved in the bushes.

"There's something over there, let's go check it out!"

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