Traveling Between Two Worlds: From Bread for Maids to Fantasy Overlord

Clutching a bank card with 120,000 yuan just deposited in his hand, Huang Yiming walked with an almost floating gait, his toes constantly rising and falling, like a hamster that had just stolen some rice. With 2,000 yuan in cash in his pocket, even the roadside trash cans seemed luxurious to him. Beside him, Yang Xiu wore a brand-new light blue dress, the hem reaching her ankles—a simple style Huang Yiming had deliberately chosen. The little girl's small hands gripped his clothes tightly, her knuckles slightly white, as she followed behind, her eyes like those of a startled deer, curiously and timidly observing the bustling street. The honking cars, the towering buildings, the pedestrians in short sleeves and shorts—all seemed like creations of the gods to her; even the smooth cement road beneath her feet was more precious than the bluestone pavement of Black Wind Ridge, and she walked with utmost care, afraid of soiling it.

"Young Master, what are those metal boxes that run?" Yang Xiu pointed to the cars by the roadside, her voice soft and cautious, afraid of saying something wrong and displeasing her young master. Huang Yiming looked down at her adorable expression, his heart softening, and patiently explained, "Those are cars. They run faster than horses and can carry many people."

[Ding! Host, stop showing off your knowledge, you're practically drooling! Hurry up and get the little maid some energy—if you don't buy her food soon, she'll tear holes in your clothes, and then you'll have to spend money on new food, you're such a spendthrift. Friendly reminder: Don't buy anything too spicy, the little girl has a weak stomach, if she gets an upset stomach you'll have to take care of her, you'll just be adding to your workload, and this system won't be cleaning up your mess.] The system's cheeky, sarcastic voice rang in my mind, full of disappointment and a silent eye roll.

Huang Yiming rolled his eyes, ignoring the system's teasing, and led Yang Xiu by the hand straight into the large supermarket on the street. The moment they pushed open the door, the dazzling array of goods, the colorful packaging, and the constant announcements stunned Yang Xiu. She loosened her grip on Huang Yiming's clothes, covered her mouth with her small hand, her eyes wide open, and froze, as if she had stepped into another world.

"Young Master...is this...is this a celestial palace? So many treasures..." Yang Xiu's voice trembled as she looked at the mountains of snacks and drinks piled on the shelves, her eyes filled with disbelief. In Black Wind Ridge, even a bite of coarse grain was a luxury, and here there was so much that she dared not touch it, for fear of breaking something she couldn't afford to pay for.

"Don't worry, these are all food, pick whatever you like." Huang Yiming patted her shoulder and pushed the shopping cart forward. Looking at the snacks on the shelves, he remembered Yang Xiu licking her fingers when she was hungry in the other world, and his heart ached. He simply started a crazy shopping spree: potato chips, chocolate, milk, bread, jelly, sausages... He threw anything that looked delicious into the cart, and soon it was piled up into a small mountain.

Yang Xiu followed closely behind, watching the young master stuff the cart with colorful items. Full of questions, she dared not ask, but obediently helped hold the shopping cart. When they reached the checkout, Yang Xiu was even more astonished to see Huang Yiming pull out a few bills and exchange them for a cart full of snacks. She felt even more strongly that the young master was an omnipotent immortal.

Back home, Huang Yiming unwrapped a piece of chocolate and handed it to Yang Xiu's lips: "Try this, it's called chocolate, it's sweet." Yang Xiu hesitated for a moment, then gently opened her mouth and took a small bite—the rich sweetness melted on her tongue, and the silky texture was a delicious taste she had never experienced before, a hundred times better than the sweetest wild fruit in Black Wind Ridge.

With just that one bite, Yang Xiu's eyes instantly reddened, and large tears rolled down her fair cheeks, landing on her clothes. She bit her lip, her shoulders trembling slightly, but dared not cry out loud, only silently shedding tears. Huang Yiming was startled and quickly put down the chocolate, panicking: "What's wrong? Doesn't it taste good? If it doesn't taste good, we won't eat it."

"No, no..." Yang Xiu shook her head, wiped away her tears, and choked up. "It was delicious, especially delicious... I've never been treated so well by anyone in my life. My parents died early, and I was beaten and starved every day by slave traders. I thought I would never survive. It was you, young master, who saved me and gave me new clothes and delicious food... I will follow you for the rest of my life and work like a slave to repay you."

After she finished speaking, she knelt down with a thud and was about to kowtow. Huang Yiming quickly reached out to help her up. Looking at the little girl's red, tear-filled eyes, the pity in his heart completely transformed into a firm desire to protect her. He ruffled Yang Xiu's hair and said earnestly, "From now on, you don't have to be a slave. Follow me. If I have food to eat, you will have food to eat too. No one will dare to bully you again."

[Ding! The emotional connection is heating up. The host has triggered a protective buff. When protecting Yang Xiu, the host's combat power will temporarily increase by 10%, and the cowardice level will temporarily decrease by 5%. The host is advised to stop being sentimental and quickly wipe away the little maid's tears. If you keep crying, she will dehydrate and turn into a dried-up corpse. Then you will have to carry a little dried-up corpse through the other world. This scene is too beautiful for this system to bear. Also, don't just focus on being affectionate. The bandits of Black Wind Ridge are waiting to deliver your head. Getting equipment is the important thing.] The system's sarcasm instantly broke the warm atmosphere. Its cheeky tone turned the tearful scene into a comedy. Huang Yiming finally came back to his senses.

Yang Xiu held the unwrapped snacks carefully, reluctant to eat them. She savored each small bite, her face full of appreciation. Every now and then, she would glance up at Huang Yiming, her eyes filled with affection and adoration, like a little animal that had finally found its home. Huang Yiming looked at her adorable appearance, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but turn up, but his gaze quickly hardened.

After the brief moment of warmth came a harsher reality. The bandits of Black Wind Ridge, unknown monsters, and the survival-of-the-fittest mentality of the fantasy world meant that he, in his current state, was simply no match for Yang Xiu. To survive peacefully, money and supplies alone were far from enough; he needed robust self-defense capabilities to maintain order. He had to quickly gather the necessary equipment and return to the other world.

Huang Yiming patted Yang Xiu's head and gently told her to stay home obediently. He then went into his room to start thinking about purchasing equipment. Modern firearms are absolutely devastating in the fantasy world. As long as he gets the right weapons, he can intimidate not only bandits but even low-level cultivators.

[Ding! Host is finally awake. Equipment preparation mission unlocked. Prioritize purchasing self-defense firearms. Don't buy those flashy, useless gadgets; survival is the most important thing. Don't end up losing your life before you even spend the money. Also, a friendly reminder: illegal possession of firearms in modern times can land you in jail. If that happens, your little maid will be left homeless. Can you really bear to let the poor thing you just comforted go hungry again? Don't be foolish.]

Huang Yiming's lips twitched. He cursed the system a thousand times in his mind, but his face remained impassive. He knew the risks involved, but now, to survive and protect Yang Xiu, he had no choice but to take the plunge. He stroked his old smartphone, its screen cracked, searching for the special contact information he'd accidentally seen earlier. His eyes gradually hardened from panic to determination. This step was necessary; there was no turning back. Huang Yiming's lips twitched. He knew the risks involved, but now, to survive, he had no choice but to take the plunge. He opened his phone, searching for the special contact information he'd accidentally seen earlier. His eyes were resolute; this step was necessary.