Starting from the prison, an infinite simulation

The third floor of the inn.

At the door of the private room, Jiang Yueming's cheeks flushed slightly. Although her gaze was fixed on Ye Mo's captivating eyes, the sight of her snow-white skin in her peripheral vision still held a heart-wrenching allure.

The smooth, enticing dumplings that leap into the scene are wrapped in a thin, pink garment as thin as a cicada's wing, as if they were wearing dance costumes, pulsating with unfathomable joy.

Huh?

Strange? That's...

Pink lace bra!

Wait, this world… how could she…

Jiang Yueming's brows furrowed more and more unconsciously, just about to open her mouth to ask a question.

Ye Mo straightened up first, her passionate expression fleeting, then narrowed her bright eyes slightly: "Jiang Yueming, you ran off so hastily earlier, were you rushing off to seduce some girl?"

She clearly remembered that the guest who stayed in this room was an extremely beautiful woman.

It was because the woman was so beautiful that Ye Mo paid a little attention to her.

Faced with Ye Mo's slightly annoyed question, Jiang Yueming's brows furrowed, her body stiffening at the doorway, and she remained silent.

He suddenly remembered when he performed the digital calculation for Yunying. The operation clearly required someone who understood multiplication to play it, and the fact that he succeeded in the end proved that Yunying understood multiplication!

But how can there be multiplication in this world!

And the modern attire of those men in black, and Ye Mo's pink bra from earlier...

What exactly is going on? In the original owner's memories, this world was originally in the feudal dynasty period, and the people's clothing and behavior were like those of ancient people.

That's true, but why do modern things appear?

"Ye Mo, what year is it now?" Jiang Yueming suddenly looked at Ye Mo and asked in a somewhat anxious tone.

Ye Mo noticed his inquiring look and asked with a hint of doubt, "What happened during the Tianhe era?"

Tianhe?

This is clearly a reign title, and the existence of a reign title indicates that this era was still under the rule of a feudal dynasty.

But then modern things appeared...

"Could it be a time-space distortion?" Jiang Yueming pondered, her brows furrowed.

Outside the door, Ye Mo's eyes suddenly turned cold. She stretched out a fair hand and pushed Jiang Yueming aside, saying, "Move aside, let me see how your mistress is doing."

"Huh?" Jiang Yueming suddenly felt a force in his chest and took a step back to the side in an instant.

As she lightly stepped across the threshold, a delicate and alluring fragrance unique to young girls filled the air. A few wisps of fragrance wafted into Jiang Yueming's nostrils, and he immediately felt a surge of heat in his heart, and the image of that tempting, soft fragrance floated into his mind.

And a touch of light pink…

Ye Mo pushed Jiang Yueming aside and entered the room. She immediately scanned the surroundings with her eyes, but found no trace of a woman; in fact, the room was completely empty.

"Strange, I clearly remember a woman surnamed Yun living here," Ye Mo said with a slight look of surprise on her face, her lips pursed.

At this moment, Jiang Yueming leaned against the wooden door, his gaze becoming even more thoughtful.

First came two people dressed in modern black, then Luo Shen who could do multiplication, and finally Ye Mo in a pink bra.

Could it be that they all come from the same place? Or that they all received the same level of knowledge and concepts?

Were they also time travelers?

"Why don't we give her a try and see how it goes?" Jiang Yueming slowly raised his eyes and looked at Ye Mo's slender back, murmuring to himself.

A thought flashed through his mind in the next instant, and he moved his lips, saying, "Dear Ms. Ye, may I have a look at your bra?"

The words reached Ye Mo's delicate ears without missing a single one, and a clear blush immediately spread across her face. Her five slender fingers curled into fists, and her delicate body seemed to tremble slightly.

She naturally understood the English sentence Jiang Yueming was speaking.

Dear Ms. Ye, may I take a look at your bra?

Listen to what a man you've only just met should say!

How could he be so rude!

Seeing that Ye Mo didn't speak, Jiang Yueming's gaze faltered slightly. Suddenly noticing her fist, which was the size of a white steamed bun, Jiang Yueming's heart skipped a beat.

He knew Ye Mo understood…

"Hey hey... don't get excited, I'm just curious why you're wearing a bra and not something else."

Jiang Yueming's expression changed drastically in an instant, his eyes filled with the sight of Ye Mo raising her fist and approaching him step by step.

"Other... what do you want me to wear? A bikini?"

As Ye Mo spoke, she swung her fist at Jiang Yueming's left cheek, making the blush on both sides of her face even more intense, but the anger in her eyes was boiling.

boom!

With a single punch, Jiang Yueming was sent flying out of the room, crashing violently into the wooden railing on the third floor. A tearing pain spread wildly throughout his body.

"Sister...we are both travelers from the same world, why must you be so ruthless!" Jiang Yueming got up from the ground and took an instinctive step back, but the railing blocked her waist.

Helpless, he could only watch as Ye Mo slowly approached, like an enraged demon.

Now he was certain that Ye Mo was also a time traveler!

She even knows about bikinis; what else could she be but a time traveler?

"A time traveler? You've been reading too many novels." Ye Moyu stepped out of the door, grabbed Jiang Yueming's collar without any politeness, and sneered.

Jiang Yueming felt the collar tighten around his neck and suffocated. He chuckled awkwardly and said, "You speak English and you're still wearing a bra? That's not something you should be doing in the Imperial City."

"If you're not a time traveler, then what are you?"

The moment Ye Mo grabbed him, he could clearly sense the woman's cultivation level.

Late stage of the Qi Condensation Realm!

She was several levels above him, so he obviously couldn't confront her directly at this point; he had to use words to ease the tension first.

When solving problems, remember not to be too hasty, otherwise you may easily suffer a complete defeat.

The consequences would be extremely serious!

Ye Mo noticed Jiang Yueming's face flush slightly and loosened her grip: "If something doesn't exist in the Holy Dragon Imperial Prefecture, it only means that the level of civilization here is too low."

"So you mean, there's a civilization somewhere in this world that's more advanced than that of the Holy Dragon Empire?"

As Jiang Yueming loosened his collar, the suffocating feeling subsided considerably. However, when he heard Ye Mo's words, his brow furrowed involuntarily.

He couldn't tell for a moment whether his arrival in this world was a case of time travel and rebirth, or a distortion of time and space.

According to Ye Mo, it is very likely that the timeline before he traveled to the past and the present timeline coexist in the same plane.

But something just feels off, though I can't quite put my finger on it...

"Hey, what are you thinking about? You're so rude! How are you going to make it up to me?"

Ye Mo glared angrily at Jiang Yueming, then released his collar, supporting her full chest with her two slender forearms, striking a pose like a creditor demanding payment.

"Uh... how about you take me to the mall and I'll buy you a bikini?" Jiang Yueming rubbed her chin carefully with her hand and smiled slyly.

If Ye Mo agrees, then he can go and see places with a higher level of civilization than the Holy Dragon Empire, since shopping malls and bikinis are impossible in the Holy Dragon Empire.

Moreover, even if she is not a time traveler, her thoughts and clothing are completely like those of a modern person, so the place where she grew up may be related to the modern world, and perhaps she can gain something from going there.

"Jiang Yueming, you really like three points, don't you!"

Upon hearing this, Ye Moyu's face darkened abruptly, and she suddenly raised her jade foot and stomped down hard on Jiang Yueming's right foot, followed by a heart-wrenching scream.

"what!"