Courtyard House: My Time Travel is a Bit Too Strong

He either shuts himself away from visitors or runs around trying to bump into him. It's purely a matter of luck, and you might not even be lucky enough to succeed.

He frequented only three places: Huaxia Industrial Group, Zhongjia Village, and Baoshan Farm.

For those going further afield, they simply take off in amphibious armored vehicles; for those going closer, they ride away on electric scooters.

Waiting for the Little Chef King? He might not even step into the store once every few months, and the chance of running into him is even lower than winning the lottery.

Why would a stranger suddenly appear in Zhongjia Village or Baoshan Farm to guard him? It's neither logical nor reasonable.

Keep an eye on Huaxia Industrial Group? Within three days, someone will come knocking, inviting you for a cup of tea to "talk about what needs to be said."

He never fixed which of the four gates to use when leaving the Cuizhu residential area—he chooses whatever he feels like, without any particular method.

At three o'clock that afternoon, in Sufu, Jiangzhou, at the Wuxian Gymnasium.

Under the blazing sun, the museum was deserted, with only two security guards sitting idly in the gatehouse.

A circular halo appeared without warning in the center of the huge football field.

It was about three meters in diameter, shrouded in a gray mist, silent and still, yet exuding an unusual aura that could not be ignored.

"Old Zhang, look over there!" Security guard Lao Wang pointed.

"Something's not right!" Old Zhang's face tightened, and he took out his phone to dial the police.

A dozen minutes later, several black cars sped up, their tires screeching as they scraped the ground.

"When did this thing appear?"

"We just discovered it ourselves and called you immediately."

The group searched the area thoroughly but found no projection equipment or any energy source.

The report went up the chain of command, and more and more people arrived, but no one could explain what the halo was or where it led.

"Mr. Lin, something strange has happened at the Wuxian Gymnasium. Would it be convenient for you to come over?" Wang Zhennan dialed the phone.

He is the chairman of Huaxia Industrial Group, and also a hermit living in seclusion.

The light suddenly appeared, and the news reached him, so he rushed over in person.

"Okay, I'll be right there." Lin Quan replied, leaped onto the amphibious armored vehicle, and sped away.

"Engineer Lin!" Wang Zhennan rushed to greet him as he landed.

Lin Quan glanced intently at the circle of light and said calmly, "This is a spacetime tunnel, or in layman's terms, a wormhole."

He has seen parallel worlds and traversed the realms of Lesser Thousand, Middle Thousand, and Greater Thousand.

A crack appeared in the real universe? He wasn't surprised.

"Wormhole?" Wang Zhennan frowned slightly, his gaze deep.

"It can connect to another world." Lin Quan said in a calm tone.

"Is it...safe over there?" Wang Zhennan paused, then asked directly.

"What kind of world is this? We're still not sure. Is there any danger? I can't guarantee anything," Lin Quan said truthfully.

"I want to go in and take a look," Lin Quan said with a smirk.

"Can we just turn it off?" Wang Zhennan asked in a lower voice.

"If we destroy the passage, the space will collapse—the Su residence, along with the surrounding hundreds of miles, will all be reduced to ashes." Lin Quan lowered his eyes, his words containing three parts truth and seven parts falsehood. If he were to actually launch a mushroom bomb down, the light circle would dissipate on the spot.

The aftershocks of the collapse were too intense to be taken lightly.

With his current abilities, closing this door wouldn't be difficult for him.

However, the energy stored in the treasure basin is almost depleted and cannot support an illusionary world.

He never intended to destroy the Wuxian Gymnasium.

"Mr. Lin, let's just forget about it. There's really no need to gamble on this." Wang Zhennan advised sincerely.

"Don't worry, let's send an 'eye' over to scout first." Lin Quan took out a Da Hong Follower from his bag.

With his phone connected to the control panel, he lightly pushed the joystick with his fingertips, and the drone steadily flew toward the circle of light a dozen meters away.

The moment the device touched the halo, it vanished, and the signal screen went completely black.

They then had a live rooster bought, tied with a thick hemp rope, and sent it into the light again.

The chicken was led inside, the rope being stretched taut inch by inch.

When only half a foot of rope remained, Lin Quan used all his strength to drag the chicken back—its wings flapping, its beak still wet with dew.

"If chickens can live, so can I."

He dialed his home phone, gave a few brief instructions, and stepped into the circle of light.

"Renjia Town, Ren Tingting, the mortuary, Uncle Jiu... the world of 'Mr. Zombie'?"

Looking around, he flicked his sleeve, and several copper coins landed in an array, quietly sealing off the exit.

Using the light from the other side of the world to travel back in time, he flashed and found himself standing in the center of the football field at Wuxian Gymnasium.

"The main universe and the other side have the same flow of time." He glanced down at his phone screen.

Wang Zhennan's shoulders visibly relaxed upon seeing the person appear: "Engineer Lin, what's the situation over there?"

"Mr. Wang, have you seen the movie 'Mr. Zombie'?" Lin Quan didn't answer, but instead asked a question.

"Which 'Mr. Zombie' movie?" Wang Zhennan asked, taken aback.

"This is it." Lin Quan opened his phone and brought up the video information page.

Let's call the world beyond the aperture "Mr. Zombie World" for now. In his eyes, it's not a fictional image, but a parallel extension of the real universe—if the main universe is a vast universe, this world is a corner of a medium or small universe.

"You mean... the aperture is connected, it really is that movie?" Wang Zhennan nodded slowly.

"It's connected to a real world. The events in 'Mr. Zombie' are just a drop in the ocean," Lin Quan said with certainty.

"Things in movies...can actually come true?" Wang Zhennan's pupils contracted slightly.

"Some people wake up one day and speak in an alien language; some people suddenly remember their names from a past life... Master Zeng was well-versed in the principles of the I Ching and said long ago: the affairs of the world are mysterious and beyond the realm of common sense." Lin Quan's voice was not loud, but every word was firm.

"Then... are the demons, monsters, ghosts, and zombies really over there?" Wang Zhennan asked in a low voice.

"Most likely." Lin Quan nodded.

"Could they... pass through the aperture?"

"Very likely. There's a similar halo over there, located on the hillside of the blue stone mountain outside Renjia Town."

"Mr. Lin, what if they really come? What should we do?"

"It's not difficult," Lin Quan smiled.

"Okay." Wang Zhennan breathed a sigh of relief and immediately turned to report.

In less than half a day, the Wuxian Gymnasium was designated as a restricted area.

One hundred military and police personnel, who had been injected with nutrient solution, stood in formation with weapons, strictly sealing off the inside and outside of the venue.

"The story of Mr. Zombie is set in the early 20th century. The total amount of resources in the world is enough to address many of our pressing problems today, such as population pressure and energy depletion."

Although portable nuclear reactors are now available, power supply is no longer a major concern.

Petroleum has far more uses than just refining fuels like gasoline and diesel; it also supports the production of synthetic fibers in clothing and the synthetic rubber used in car tires.

Even the asphalt used for paving roads and building airports is a product of petroleum refining.

Given China's current industrial and technological level, as long as it doesn't encounter any supernatural beings, sweeping through the world of "Mr. Zombie" is a foregone conclusion.

"Engineer Lin, with your current abilities, can you really suppress those demons and monsters in that world?"