Double Transmigration: Many Children, Many Blessings, Conquering Fairy Tales and Reality

With a familiar, slight dizziness, the scene before Qin Hao's eyes distorted.

When he regained his balance, he was standing firmly in the familiar boys' dormitory.

The dark blue double-door slowly disappeared behind them.

Qin Hao immediately took his phone from his bed and turned on the screen.

"Sunday, 9:00 PM."

Looking at the time displayed on the screen, Qin Hao let out a long breath and a relaxed smile appeared on his lips.

This was almost exactly the same timeframe he had estimated in the other world.

In the fairy tale world, he killed werewolves, rescued his grandmother, sold sugar, and even spent several days and nights with Little Red Riding Hood, staying for more than ten days in total.

In the real world, however, only a little over a day has passed.

"This 1:10 time flow rate is simply the perfect cheat code."

Qin Hao casually tossed his heavy backpack onto the table, then walked to the window, ripped open the curtains that were drawn tightly to avoid being seen, and turned the bolt on the dormitory door with a click.

It was already evening, and although the dormitory lights were off, the light from the streetlights coming through the window was just enough to illuminate the outline of the room.

Qin Hao lay comfortably on his upper bunk, which, though simple, was incredibly familiar to him, and casually scrolled through the message notifications on his phone.

Sure enough, there were several small red dots indicating missed calls on the lock screen.

Upon opening the messages, he found that most of them were calls from his parents, with only one being a WeChat message from a classmate asking about his final paper progress.

Without hesitation, Qin Hao immediately dialed his mother's number.

"Beep...beep..."

The phone was answered after only two rings.

Immediately afterwards, my mother's voice, thick with her local accent, came through the receiver, sounding slightly anxious and tinged with reproach:

"Hey? You brat! Why haven't you answered your phone all day?!"

Do you know how worried your dad and I were? You're a senior in college, and instead of staying at school, you've gotten yourself into trouble.

Listening to his mother's rapid-fire nagging, Qin Hao didn't feel annoyed at all; instead, a warm feeling flowed through his heart.

He smiled and softened his tone, casually making up a lie to cover it up:

"Hey, Mom, what could possibly happen to me?"

My phone died and shut down automatically yesterday. My roommate and I were out at an internet cafe playing games and eating, and I didn't bring a power bank. I just got back to the dorm and plugged it in, so I called you back.

"You child! You never tell us you're going out to play beforehand, and when your phone is dead, you don't even borrow someone else's to call home. You make your dad and me worry about you all the time..."

The mother complained a few more times on the other end of the phone, but her tone finally relaxed after confirming that Qin Hao was alright.

"Definitely, definitely. I'll keep you informed from now on and call you more often," Qin Hao assured him with a smile.

Then, the mother and son chatted about everyday things, just like they always do.

As the conversation went on, the topic naturally turned to a problem that all senior students can't escape.

"Son, you're graduating soon. How's the job search going?"

The mother's tone revealed deep worry.

"The news is full of reports about how hard it is for college graduates to find jobs, so don't be unrealistic and have unrealistic expectations."

If all else fails, I'll find a job and gain some experience...

Hearing his mother's worries, Qin Hao was slightly taken aback.

If it were the same person he was a few days ago, facing this question, he would definitely be filled with confusion and self-blame about the future.

But at this moment, lying on the bed, Qin Hao recalled the more than 300,000 gold coins in his personal space and the dual-realm trade route that could generate wealth indefinitely, and his heart was filled with unprecedented confidence.

He is now fully capable of providing for his family.

"Mom, don't worry about it." Qin Hao smiled confidently. "I already have a job lined up."

"Really?!" The mother's voice instantly rose eight octaves, and she eagerly asked, "What kind of job did you find? Which company?"

"Uh... not going to work at the office."

Qin Hao quickly thought about it and made up a story on the spot.

"I'm writing novels online now, and I've already signed a formal contract with a major platform."

In fact, Qin Hao did occasionally write some online novels during his university years to earn some attendance bonus, but he was always a struggling author who even had trouble getting a contract.

But this half-true, half-false excuse was perfect for fooling my rural mother, who was illiterate and had been doing odd jobs in the city.

My mother is a very practical person. She doesn't really have a concept of whether writing novels is a long-term career; what she cares about most are always the most practical issues.

"So, how much salary do you get for writing novels each month?"

"My base salary plus royalties amount to about ten thousand yuan a month."

Qin Hao casually gave a number that wasn't too exaggerated, but enough to reassure his parents back home.

"Ten thousand...ten thousand dollars?!"

The mother gasped in shock on the other end of the phone, followed by uncontrollable elation.

"Oh my God! Ten thousand a month! That's so much more than your dad earns carrying bricks under the sun and wind on the construction site! Great, great, my son's made it!"

Upon hearing that Qin Hao had such a "high-paying" job, his mother was overjoyed, but her mind immediately started racing again, and she quickly urged him on:

"Son, now that you have a stable job and a high salary..."

When are you going to bring your girlfriend, whom you've been dating for quite a while, home to meet Mom? If she's a good match, you two can get married after graduation...

Upon hearing his ex-girlfriend's name, Qin Hao's eyes remained completely unmoved; he simply waved his hand casually.

"Oh, her? They broke up a long time ago."

"They broke up? Sigh..."

The mother was clearly taken aback, sighed, and then displayed the magnanimity characteristic of rural women, offering words of comfort:

"If you've broken up, then you've broken up. Girls these days have high standards; you can't force a relationship."

Now that you're in a better position, when you find someone new, make sure it's a reliable, sensible, and practical girl. That's better than anything else.

"Reliable? Good at managing a household?"

Upon hearing these words, Qin Hao instantly pictured Little Red Riding Hood dressed in a black and white maid outfit, obediently and shyly rubbing his back, and busily preparing food for him in the kitchen—a truly endearing image.

Is there any girl in this world who knows how to "live life" better than a maid who puts herself first?

Qin Hao couldn't help but chuckle softly, nodding emphatically into the phone and replying with utmost seriousness:

"Yes, don't worry, I've found someone. This new one is definitely better at managing a household than anyone else."

The mother and son chatted amicably for a while before Qin Hao hung up the phone.

The dormitory returned to quiet.

Qin Hao rested his hands behind his head, staring at the ceiling that was faintly visible in the darkness, his deep eyes gleaming with boundless ambition for the future.

There is no doubt that the "Many Children, Many Blessings System" has changed his mediocre life.

As long as he has that fairy tale world as a resource backing, what kind of wealth and status can't he get in the real world?

The system gave him a chance to defy fate, and he will seize this opportunity and stand at the pinnacle of both worlds!

……

The next morning.

Qin Hao got up early, washed up, and took the "Student Commuter Application Form" that he had filled out and printed out the night before, and went straight to the class teacher's office in the department.

After knocking and entering, Qin Hao handed the application form to his homeroom teacher, who was drinking tea.

The homeroom teacher adjusted her glasses, looked at the names and day student applications on the form, and then curiously glanced up at Qin Hao:

"Qin Hao, it's already the second semester of our senior year. Everyone else is in their dorms preparing for their defenses or running around to job fairs. Why are you suddenly thinking about moving out and renting an apartment?"

Qin Hao remained calm, offering his prepared response with a smile:

"Teacher, I recently found an online job, and sometimes I need a quiet environment to catch up on deadlines in the evenings."

Besides, I'll be graduating soon and having to find a place to live anyway, so I might as well get used to renting now.

"That's true, it's good to get used to society in advance."

The homeroom teacher nodded and didn't make things too difficult for the students.

After all, the school's management of students is very relaxed during the second semester of senior year.

As long as you don't cause trouble or safety issues outside, this kind of application for day student status is basically just a formality, and there's no need to ask any detailed questions.

"Okay, I've approved it. Be careful when you rent a place outside."

The homeroom teacher picked up a pen and signed his name at the bottom of the application form with a flourish, then stamped it with the college's official seal.

"Thank you, teacher."

Qin Hao took the application form stamped with a red seal with both hands, a satisfied smile curving his lips.

Having obtained his commuter permit, he can finally officially find a secret base of his own in the real world.