Courtyard House: My Time Travel is a Bit Too Strong

In the blink of an eye, he looked up and smiled: "Young comrade, a total of forty-six yuan."

"Could you please deliver this to No. 96 Nanluoguxiang?"

Lin Quan stepped forward, took out forty-seven yuan from his pocket, and handed it over neatly.

"Don't worry! We guarantee every single grain will be delivered to your yard!"

Lin Quan nodded without saying a word, then turned and left, heading straight for the vegetable market.

Half an hour later, carrying two plump old hens and several pounds of juicy pork belly, he hurried home with light steps...

I had barely stepped into the courtyard and hadn't even put my things down when the grain shop clerk arrived.

Lin Quan led the people into the kitchen, quickly unloaded the goods, watched them push the cart away, and then locked the courtyard gate with a "click".

He rushed back into the house, locked the door, and then opened his right hand, holding his breath and staring intently at the mark on the bronze mirror.

"There's no mistake... it really is it."

After examining it repeatedly, and lightly touching the cool lines with his fingertips, Lin Quan became completely certain—this mark was the transformation of the bronze mirror that had accompanied him to his death in his previous life!

Swah——

Just as his gaze sank into the depths of the mark, the mirror suddenly trembled, and a silver light burst forth from his skin, as fast as lightning, piercing straight to his brow!

Lin Quan swayed, his vision went black, and he took half a step back before regaining his balance.

After a long while, he slowly exhaled, pressing his fingertips to his temples, finally understanding the whole story:

Sure enough, I was able to live again thanks to this bronze mirror.

It is called the Time-Space Mirror, a rare treasure that connects heaven and earth, and can traverse all worlds and connect all heavens!

In his past life, he was on the verge of death when this mirror quietly recognized him as its master.

At the critical moment, the Time Mirror, carrying Lin Quan's soul, crashed into this parallel world and precisely possessed the body of a young man with the same name as him.

This mirror was already exhausted and had been silent for many years, not even daring to glimmer with a trace of light.

But this time, it carried Lin Quan across the boundary wall, almost draining its last bit of essence, leaving its remaining power as thin as a cicada's wing.

Even so, its remaining power at this moment is still enough to shake the heavens and the earth!

At present, the only remaining ability of the Time-Space Mirror is to connect all worlds and link all the heavens!

In addition, it also contains a mirror-like world inside its belly.

Swah——

With a slight thought, a three-dimensional space, ten meters square, suddenly unfolded before Lin Quan's eyes, so clear that it seemed he could reach out and touch it.

This is the world reflected in the mirror!

Because of the severe damage to the mirror, the so-called "world" is now nothing more than a sturdy and durable portable warehouse.

But for Lin Quan right now, this capacity is just enough.

After figuring out the details, his eyes lit up and immediately locked onto the old wooden box under the bed—it contained all his belongings.

"receive!"

Swah——

The thought had barely formed when the box vanished, leaving the space under the bed empty.

At the same instant, in the mirror space, the heavy wooden box landed steadily without even raising a speck of dust.

"Wonderful! Absolutely wonderful!"

"How exactly do we use this remaining ability to connect the heavens?"

After trying several times, Lin Quan steadied himself and focused all his attention on the final ability of the Time-Space Mirror: "Guidance—Activate!"

As soon as he settled his mind, the bronze mirror mark on the back of his hand suddenly lit up, sparkling with starlight.

Immediately afterwards, a semi-transparent ancient mirror slowly emerged from her skin, hovering in mid-air, its entire body shimmering with a warm yet sharp luster.

Its shape and texture were exactly the same as the 3D pop-up windows that Lin Quan was most familiar with!

Swah——

As soon as his gaze fell upon the mirror, a faint light suddenly condensed in the center of the mirror.

Before he could even blink, the light spots had already dissipated silently like smoke and mist.

The instant the fog filled the mirror, an apocalyptic scene unfolded with a deafening roar—

"hiss……"

Lin Quan's pupils contracted sharply, his throat tightened, he gasped for breath, and his fingertips involuntarily stiffened.

In the scene, the earth is cracked, buildings are collapsing, steel bars are exposed like menacing ribs, and broken walls and ruins are piled up like mountains.

Even more terrifying are the figures wandering the streets: limbs twisted, flesh rolled up, eye sockets oozing black liquid... more grotesque, more realistic, and more chilling than any zombie movie.

He paused for a few breaths before speaking in a low, hoarse voice: "This is... the apocalypse."

Before the words were even finished, the images in the mirror shifted rapidly, like quicksand.

In a few breaths, the scene suddenly freezes: a steamy bathroom.

Swah——

Lin Quan's eyes widened suddenly, his breathing caught in his throat, and then became heavy.

In the mirror, a young woman is reclining in the bathtub.

In her early twenties, she had neat and dashing short hair; her eyebrows and eyes were like paintings, and her skin was as white as snow, shimmering with a soft glow in the misty light; her figure was well-proportioned, with smooth lines, and every inch of her exuded vibrant vitality.

Only a few old scars lie across her shoulders, neck, and forearms, like silent marks left by a knife.

Anyone who witnessed this scene would have their heart skip a beat.

And that exotic charm in his eyes and brows—Lin Quan knew it all too well, so well that it was etched into his very bones.

Almost simultaneously, a cool, clear thought resounded in his mind: "Target locked, anchor now?"

This is the final authority of the Time Mirror.

Once a target is locked in, it's like making a blood pact with the other party, both in reality and in illusion.

In an instant, a wisp of light burst forth from the Time-Space Mirror, condensing into a phantom image that suddenly disappeared into the target's body.

With the contract settled, an invisible thread was formed between Lin Quan and that person through this ancient mirror—they could sense each other's auras, and with the slightest thought, the gate to their world would open.

He can step into the post-apocalyptic wasteland where the other person is; the other person can also use the mirror to travel to the peaceful human world where Lin Quan is.

However, Lin Quan holds the mirror itself, so if Qiao Jingjing wants to cross over, she needs his permission to pass.

What's even more wonderful is that once the contract is signed, even the separate space hidden in the mirror will be opened up and connected, so that both parties can share, enjoy, and protect it together!

"Target locked..."

After a few breaths of silence, Lin Quan steadied his mind and gave a deep command in his mind.

Before the words were finished, the figure in the fish tank suddenly froze, as if an invisible hand had grabbed its breath.

A barrage of messages suddenly exploded into her mind: The Mirror Master invites you to make a contract, are you willing to accept?

The signing of the contract initiates symbiosis—you may freely enter and exit the world within the mirror, but crossing boundaries requires the mirror master's approval!

Almost simultaneously, Lin Quan's figure also entered the depths of her consciousness: wearing an old-fashioned Zhongshan suit, with clear and sharp features, his face still carrying a youthful air, yet exuding an undeniable calmness.

Swah——

With just a breath, she raised her hand and waved it lightly, and the bathrobe hanging on the wall flew through the air and hovered steadily on the edge of the bathtub.

She leaped into the water with her toes, and before she landed, a snow-white bath towel had already wrapped around her entire body as if she were alive.

Before Lin Quan could make out her features, the figure had already disappeared behind the cloth.

He blurted out, "External projection of mental energy?!"

"Who are you?!"

Qiao Jingjing, wrapped in a bath towel, spoke in a tight voice, her voice trembling with embarrassment and anger, yet also concealing a barely perceptible hint of probing.

With a slight shift in Lin Quan's thoughts, the information was transmitted directly into her consciousness via the mirror:

"I come from a world without zombies. After the agreement is made, we will share the world in the mirror."

"More than that—supplies, information, and shelter can all be exchanged through this mirror."

"You don't need to concede anything, there are no shackles, it's purely based on equality and mutual trust. Take your time to think about it."