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

As dawn broke, Huang Yiming quietly got out of bed, leaving a note informing his parents that he was going out of town to discuss business. He then drove straight to a large wholesale market in the city and began a frenzied buying spree. He still had some storage space left in his system, and he wanted to fill it to the brim with supplies, ensuring he had enough resources to deal with the Black Stone Sect's provocations upon returning to the other world, while also expanding trade between the two realms.

The first stop was the daily necessities wholesale market. Huang Yiming went straight to the stalls selling refined salt, white sugar, and cloth. The owner was a middle-aged man with a buzz cut. Seeing that Huang Yiming was dressed plainly, he was initially indifferent: "Brother, what do you want? Refined salt is 1.5 yuan a pound, white sugar is 3 yuan, and cloth is 10 yuan a meter. No discounts for small orders."

Huang Yiming calmly said, "One hundred bags of refined salt, fifty catties per bag; fifty bags of white sugar, twenty catties per bag; two hundred bolts of cotton cloth, the sturdiest kind. Long-term cooperation, if the price is right, I'll come again in the future."

The boss's calculator clattered onto the table, his eyes wide with disbelief: "Brother, are you kidding me? So many? Do you run a supermarket or a wholesale business?" Even local supermarkets rarely place such large orders at once.

"We do bulk wholesale." Huang Yiming smiled faintly. "We'll negotiate the price if we can, and if we can't reach an agreement, I'll just find another supplier."

The boss panicked instantly, quickly got up to offer cigarettes, and said in a fawning tone, "Let's talk! We must talk! Salt is 1.2 yuan, sugar is 2.5 yuan, and cloth is 8 yuan, which is 30% lower than the market price. If you come again, I'll give you another discount!" He didn't want to miss such a big customer.

Huang Yiming immediately made the decision, instructing the boss to prepare the goods as soon as possible, and specifically instructed that logistics should not be used, and that he would personally come to pick them up—he could not reveal the secret of the system's storage space.

Leaving the daily necessities stall, Huang Yiming headed straight for the pharmaceutical wholesale market, focusing on purchasing Western medicines: cold medicine, fever reducers, anti-inflammatory drugs, antibiotics, hemostatic powder, bandages—he ordered large quantities of anything he could use, especially antibiotics and hemostatic powder, buying a full fifty boxes. He knew that the medical system in this other world was underdeveloped, and these Western medicines were not only life-saving tools but also bargaining chips to win people over and develop trade.

The proprietress at the pharmacy stall looked at his purchase with a puzzled expression: "Young man, why are you buying so much Western medicine? It has a limited shelf life; buying too much is a waste."

Huang Yiming casually replied, "I've opened several clinics and nursing homes, so I have stockpiled the goods. Don't worry, they'll definitely last until the expiration date."

The proprietress suddenly realized what was going on, and immediately offered a discount, along with a lot of medical cotton swabs and disinfectant, saying warmly, "Come often in the future, and I'll give you the best price. Take these little things with you."

Next, Huang Yiming went to the food wholesale market. He bought a large quantity of compressed biscuits, instant noodles, canned goods, and snacks—the compressed biscuits were durable and suitable for emergencies in the other world; the canned goods and snacks could be distributed to the children and women of Qinjiabao to win them over, and also let Yang Xiu and Qin Yuling experience modern flavors. Seeing that he was buying in large quantities, the food store owner offered him the lowest wholesale price and even helped him pack the food.

The last stop was an outdoor equipment store and a weapons accessories store. Huang Yiming purchased protective gear such as helmets, protective gear, and non-slip boots, as well as ten crossbows, fifty crossbow bolts, and two hundred pistol bullets—pistols are extremely powerful, but bullets are limited, so they must be stockpiled in advance; the crossbow bolts can be distributed to the Qin Family Fort guards to enhance their combat effectiveness.

The weapons parts shop owner initially refused to sell bullets, waving his hands repeatedly: "Brother, no, bullets can't be sold casually, it's against the rules."

Huang Yiming had to use a lot of persuasion, lying that he was an outdoor adventure enthusiast and wanted to buy bullets for target practice and self-defense. He even showed his ID card to guarantee that he wouldn't do anything illegal before the shopkeeper reluctantly agreed, repeatedly warning him, "It's only for self-defense and target practice. If you use it for anything bad, I can't take responsibility!"

All morning, Huang Yiming shuttled between various wholesale markets, so busy he was dizzy. The trunk, back seat, and even the passenger seat of his car were piled high with supplies. When he passed a milk tea shop, he specially bought a few cups of milk tea and some fruit, thinking of bringing them to Yang Xiu and Qin Yuling—Yang Xiu had never tried milk tea before, and Qin Yuling, being proud and aloof, would probably like this novel drink.

At noon, Huang Yiming found a restaurant for a simple meal, and then found a secluded parking lot to store all the supplies into the system's storage space. Looking at the mountain of supplies in the storage space, from refined salt and sugar to medicine and ammunition, from cloth and clothing to snacks and milk tea, Huang Yiming's confidence instantly surged.

Just as he was about to drive to the crossing point, he inadvertently noticed a black sedan following him. From the wholesale market to the restaurant, it stayed neither too close nor too far, acting suspiciously. Huang Yiming's eyes turned cold as he observed through the rearview mirror—there were two men in black in the car, wearing masks and hats, emanating faint spiritual energy fluctuations, very similar to the Black Stone Sect cultivators who had previously attacked Qin Family Fortress.

"It seems the Black Stone Sect has tracked us all the way to the modern world." Huang Yiming's lips curled into a cold smile. In the modern world, even if cultivators possess spiritual energy, they dare not easily expose it, much less openly take action—there are police and firearms here, and if they act recklessly, they will only be courting death.

Huang Yiming deliberately turned into a secluded alley, stopped the car, and pretended to organize supplies, secretly gripping the pistol at his waist. Sure enough, the black sedan followed him in, and two men in black got out and cautiously approached him, their eyes wary and their spiritual energy subtly surging.

"Get away from me. If you take another step forward, I'll shoot." Huang Yiming suddenly pushed open the car door, raised his gun, and pointed it at the two men, his tone icy.

The two men in black froze, staring at the pistol with utter terror. They had witnessed the weapon's power in the other world; it could even pierce through spiritual energy barriers. Now, with the muzzle pointed at them, fear instantly gripped their hearts. They hesitated for a moment, knowing it was best not to linger in the modern world. They glared fiercely at Huang Yiming, then turned and sped away in their car: "Huang Yiming, when we get back to the other world, my sect will tear you to pieces!"

Watching the fleeing figure of the man in black, Huang Yiming slowly lowered his pistol, his eyes grave. He knew this was just the beginning; future journeys between the two worlds would only become more dangerous. Without further delay, Huang Yiming started the car and drove towards the crossing point, secretly calculating in his mind: after returning to the other world, he would first reinforce the defenses of his storage base, accelerate trade between the two worlds, and then use the spiritual plant identification function rewarded by the system to try cultivating, breaking free from the limitations of mortals, and completely crushing cultivators.