The male supporting character was actually myself.

Chapter Twenty-Three: Raising Rabbits

"The unknown entity needs to be reclassified..."

"Are we more like being kept by an unknown entity?"

"I'm here to protect the world..."

Who instilled this idea in you?

"Soul Vessels can grow in the virtual world..."

"If there's no breakthrough in reality, perhaps the clue lies in the virtual world..."

"The Soul Eaters have invaded, and all unknown entities have vanished..."

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The bronze mirror seemed to be playing a movie replay, and Jiang Chen was so engrossed in it that he put the mirror back for a long time before finally putting it away.

No wonder the main system blocked so many memories; it turns out I had taken many clues with me and had deduced so many possibilities based on the real situation.

Now that I've re-entered the virtual world to complete a mission, Li Chengze should be monitoring everything happening in the bedroom.

The fact that things are stable in the virtual world means that my body in reality has entered a dormant state again, just like last time, and there is no immediate danger. But now that I have recovered the blocked memories, where should I start to find more clues?

What is the inherent connection between the virtual and the real?

Why is the assistance system I encountered after entering so different from others?

Where do Horcruxes absorb power to grow?

"How about it? Great value for money, right?" Situ Nan said with a smile, holding a teacup. "Although I don't know what you can see in the Qiankun Mirror, I believe it must be very important to you."

After all, this is a precious mirror!

Everyone can see something that is important to them in it.

What did you see?

A flood of information rushed into his mind, and Jiang Chen felt a little tired. He leaned back in his chair, slowly rubbing his temples, and mumbled, "Forgotten memories."

"Hmm, as expected, everyone sees something different." Situ Nan poured him another cup of tea. "Have some hot tea and rest for a bit. Looking into the Qiankun Mirror is very tiring."

When I've had enough rest, I take it out and look at it. Every time, I can see the future, and there are many unspeakable secrets of heaven!

This is a real treasure; I wouldn't dare let ordinary people take it out to have their pictures taken.

"Can I come back in a few days to look in the Qiankun Mirror?"

"Haven't you seen enough yet?" Situ Nan was slightly taken aback, then frowned and said, "Let's see what fate has in store. If you feel better, you can come back and try your luck again."

After drinking some hot tea and chatting for a while, Jiang Chen said goodbye and left.

The little white cat lay drooping on his shoulder, its tail only swaying lazily occasionally. Its eyes were half-closed, and it was purring softly from its throat, seemingly a little drowsy from exhaustion.

The two siblings from the Song family were sitting on a tree trunk by the wall, basking in the sun. When they saw him come out, they hurriedly got up.

What did the fortune teller tell you?

"Brother-in-law, do you think we might have been scammed by a con artist?"

"The more I think about it, the less reliable it seems. Should I call the police to arrest them?"

Faced with the siblings' hushed questions, Jiang Chen waved his hand and laughed, "I wasn't fooled. I asked some more business-related questions, and this Mr. Situ is indeed a master."

The money I spent today was absolutely worthwhile.

Let's go to the cafeteria for a nice celebratory meal, and while we're at it, we'll bring back some snacks and a bottle of good wine to make Uncle happy too.

Seeing that he spoke highly of the fortune teller, the siblings' eyes shone brightly with hope for the future.

Jiang Chen was a worldly man; if he thought the other party's calculations were accurate, then there was no doubt about it!

With their destinies changed, the younger brother was admitted to university and made a name for himself, eventually staying in a big city to become an official and living a happy life. It was just that Jiang Chen had a tough time.

"Wherever you are in the future, I will be there. I will accompany you through your busy and tiring days. We will never be apart!" Song Aiwan said in a barely audible voice, her arms around her beloved's waist.

Jiang Chen gently stroked her dark hair and smiled without saying a word.

"Ugh, host, I feel so dizzy after looking in the mirror. I need to get some more sleep..." The little white cat rolled over, curled up into a ball, and muttered softly before starting to snore gently.

He couldn't help but wonder what the fluffy little dumpling saw in the Qiankun Mirror.

After meeting the fortune teller Situ Nan, several small changes occurred around Jiang Chen.

First, the little white cat, who used to chirp and murmur all day, suddenly became quiet and slept almost the entire time. If it weren't for the occasional roll over and smacking its lips while talking in its sleep, he would have worried that the fluffy little cat had been infected by a bug virus.

The second biggest change was in Song Aiguo. From that day on, he studied even harder. Even his tutors kept praising him, saying that he was very talented and that with his hard work, he was able to finish the rest of the course in less than half a year.

Song Aiwan now prefers to stay close to Jiang Chen, probably because she feels some guilt about the change in their destinies. She follows him wherever he goes, being considerate and attentive, trying her best to be a good wife.

After learning about the change of fate from his two children, Song Qingshan felt a mix of doubt and entanglement.

After all, he had seen the world in Dayang City since he was a child and had heard many stories of truly accomplished masters.

Later, he fled from the big city and retreated to the deep mountains, where he witnessed many strange and inexplicable things along the way.

But when it comes to changing one's fate, that's something I've only heard of but never actually seen.

Fate is something invisible and intangible; can it really switch two people's lives?

These kids have probably been fooled by charlatans, haven't they?

But judging from Jiang Chen's unwavering act of transferring her free destiny to her son, whether it's true or not, she has to accept his good intentions.

He wanted to hold a wedding for his daughter, but he was penniless and couldn't even afford a decent dowry. His whole family depended on Jiang Chen for support, and apart from helping to clean and tidy the house every day, he couldn't do anything else.

Therefore, Old Song, who had something on his mind, secretly pondered what he could do to earn some extra money.

Jiang Chen sensed that something was off with the old man. Sometimes the light in the house would stay on even in the middle of the night, and he didn't know what the old man was doing. He tried to find out more than once but couldn't get any answers. The little white cat was asleep and he couldn't keep an eye on him, so he was too embarrassed to eavesdrop. He could only keep a close watch on him secretly.

"I...I want to discuss something with you!"

Having just finished her homework for the day, Song Aiwan walked up to him somewhat shyly and asked in a low voice, "There's still some space by the vegetable garden on the north wall of the backyard. My dad is thinking of building a few rabbit hutches to try raising a few rabbits."

The day before yesterday, he heard from a street sweeper that raising rabbits is now a lucrative business.

Rabbits reproduce quickly, so we can sell baby rabbits as well as adult rabbits. The vegetables we grow that we can't finish eating are usually enough to feed the rabbits. My dad also plans to go for a walk every day and cut some grass from the wasteland outside the town.

The rabbit doesn't make a fuss or cause any trouble; it just takes up some space.

Although rabbit droppings smell, my dad cleans them up every day. That uncle said that sprinkling the ashes left over from burning coal briquettes under the rabbit burrows can both disinfect and remove the odor.

Even if we can't sell them, we can still kill them and eat the meat ourselves, don't you think?

The classic rabbit-raising scenario has finally arrived!

However, after the plot was updated, the person raising rabbits changed from Song Aiwan to Song Qingshan.

“Of course, I’ll bring back some bricks this afternoon to build a rabbit hutch.” Jiang Chen readily agreed. “Recently, I’ve noticed that Uncle seems to have something on his mind, but he won’t say anything when I ask him.”

Since you're thinking of keeping rabbits, it would be nice to have them roam around and mow the lawn; it would save you from always being cooped up at home.

Chapter Twenty-Four: Will There Be a Battleground in the Future?

"Then I'll help you look for a place where I can buy a few rabbits!" Song Aiwan was very happy to see his support.

When her father approached her about raising rabbits to make money, he had already made it clear that he wanted to save up some dowry for her.

She knew in her heart that the family of three relied entirely on Jiang Chen for food, clothing, and daily necessities, and her father didn't want her to be in a too passive position in the marriage.

The fortune teller said it would be better to be a teacher in town, and since I was determined to be with Jiang Chen, I decided to study hard and achieve the required score so that the teacher's appointment letter would be useful.

This way, I don't have to study day and night, and I can occasionally help Jiang Chen with some things.

“My dad doesn’t have any worries. He’s just used to being busy all the time, and now he can’t stand being idle by drinking tea and watching TV all day. Raising a few rabbits will keep him occupied!” Song Aiwan was very happy that the other person was always so considerate, willing to support her father and brother on her behalf, and so good to them.

Overjoyed, she blushed slightly, tiptoed, and gently kissed Jiang Chen on the cheek before covering her face and running away.

He was suddenly kissed and was in a great mood. Watching the other person run into the house, he laughed and said, "You don't have class tomorrow. Why don't you be the model for our shop's opening? I'll pay you!"

"It's our shop now, why are you still talking about wages?" Song Aiwan blushed like a ripe apple, hiding behind the window and said coquettishly, "Aren't wages paid to outsiders?"

"I put the new style of clothes that the clothing factory made on your bed. Try them on."

"This packaging is really nice, and why is there a shoe box too?"

"Do you like it? Try it on to see if the number suits you."

"Wow! Where did you buy these leather shoes? They're so beautiful!"

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The two chatted through the window, and Song Aiwan quickly changed into new clothes and shoes and stood in front of the dressing mirror in the wardrobe, looking at herself with great joy.

Who would have thought that just half a month ago, I was living in a dilapidated mud-brick house that leaked wind and rain, unable to even get a full meal, and constantly having to endure the ridicule and sarcasm of the villagers.

But ever since she followed Jiang Chen, those unlucky and impoverished days are gone forever.

In just half a month, he not only moved into a beautiful house in town, but also had high-end goods such as a TV, washing machine, refrigerator, and sewing machine. He also learned to ride a bicycle.

The brand-new Peacock bicycle is convenient and fast, attracting envious glances wherever it is ridden.

"I must work hard to maintain this good life!" She made up her mind and paid more attention to all matters at Jiang Chen's Chenwan Garment Factory.

"Crackling! Bang! Bang! Bang!"

On Saturday, Jiang Chen's shop in the town center officially opened for business amidst the sound of firecrackers.

"Wow, what kind of material is this? It feels so soft!"

"The color is beautiful and the fabric drapes nicely, but I've never seen this style before. Will it look weird on me?"

"Bright red is so refreshing! I'll definitely stand out when I go for a spring outing in a few days wearing this jacket!"

"It looks like the clothes in the picture book, how much would this cost?"

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In the 1970s, clothing and fashion on the streets were still very monotonous. At a glance, the streets were full of dark blue and military green. Fashionable young people riding bicycles and wearing sunglasses were the coolest kids on the street!

So when Jiang Chen's clothing store opened, the various colors, fabrics, and fresh styles of clothing immediately attracted the attention of young women and married women.

Song Aiwan wore a bright red shirt with small white dots, the hem of which was tucked into white high-waisted straight-leg pants. She wore a pair of brand-new high-heeled leather shoes, and her braided hair was tied into a black bun with a red and white ribbon. With her natural beauty, she looked like a model who had stepped out of a picture book when she stood at the entrance of the shop.

Amidst the gloomy colors, this striking figure suddenly appeared. Without uttering a single sales pitch, she immediately attracted envious glances and inquiries about prices.