The male supporting character was actually myself.

Chapter Twenty-Two: Second Uncle, I've Made It!

"What quarantine nonsense!" The old man went around to the front, used a wire to pry open the lock, pointed upwards and laughed, "Don't worry, your second uncle has it all figured out. If you really bring back something that could destroy the world, the higher-ups won't let you off the hook. Hurry up, are you hungry? Your second uncle will treat you to a big meal. Tell me all about what you've been doing all this time."

Cheng Xiamu followed him back in a daze.

All the talk about home isolation and the threat of viruses and bacteria, the long and cautious conversation with Jiang Chen, was completely ruined by Second Uncle's nonchalant attitude.

She felt helpless but had no other choice.

If there were any risk of infection, he would have definitely gotten infected through close contact now.

Expecting a man in his sixties who has been active for most of his life and even consults the oracle before going out for a meal to have a sense of self-isolation is less sensible than burning incense and praying to God for protection.

"I'm so sorry, I really didn't want to become a walking source of infection..."

She felt guilty and had no other choice but to pray silently. She immediately ran to the pharmacy and bought masks and disinfectant alcohol through the door. She sprayed herself and her second uncle all over and forced him to wear a mask as well to avoid contact with other people.

In the end, they didn't get to have a big meal. At her insistence, the two went back and ordered takeout, only asking her to leave it at the door and avoid touching it as much as possible. The frustrated old man rolled his eyes.

After carefully staying indoors for half a month, Xia Mu not only didn't feel uncomfortable at all, but actually gained three pounds because she lacked exercise from being cooped up in her room every day...

Her heart, which had been in her throat, could finally be put at ease.

"Finally, I can time travel again!" After her self-isolation ended and her second uncle carefully calculated and found a suitable opportunity, she hid in the old warehouse for the second time, waiting to try and time travel.

With practiced ease, Xia Mu hid the car in the box, filled with anticipation. This time, she should finally be able to see Jiang Chen's true face, right?

At the same time, Chen Luoqi was also extremely excited.

After more than a month of hard work, she finally managed to get closer to the other party. After two days of persistent pleading, Jiang Chen finally agreed to take her out for a stroll if she had the chance!

I'm about to officially step into the wasteland! Just thinking about being able to put on the armor they described and leave the vault is incredibly exciting!

Although it's just armor and not a mecha, its overwhelming firepower somewhat makes up for the shortcomings...

He whistled to himself, secretly pleased, as he put the fishing net over the box. Jiang Chen was giving him more and more gold bars, and the amount of goods he needed to transport was gradually increasing. Especially recently, there was a lot of demand for various scarce goods, and he had been hiding in the warehouse for three days and was already getting impatient.

But once all the cargo was delivered, he would be able to see the wasteland with his own eyes. His heart was pounding with anticipation, so much so that Chen Luoqi didn't even notice that someone had already skillfully sneaked into the cargo box.

"biu!"

Pressing the button, the person and the goods appeared in a room with a door that had been cut out and was now locked.

Before Chen Luoqi could even knock on the door, Jiang Chen, having received the message from Rongtuanzi, turned on his communication device. "There are still quite a few goods left, right? Try to finish delivering them today and get everything arranged here. Come over tomorrow morning when you're ready, and we'll rest for a couple of days. I'll take you out to hunt in the wild."

"Tomorrow morning?" Chen Luoqi, who had been eagerly anticipating leaving the room, rubbed his hands excitedly. "No problem! I'll go back and call the supplier to have them deliver it quickly. After a few more trips, we can finish the job."

"Are the monsters in the wasteland really that powerful? I've never handled a real gun before, is it dangerous?"

Jiang Chen's lips curled up slightly. "Don't worry, the first time I take you out, it will definitely be in a safe area. Everything is difficult at the beginning, you need to get used to it before you can truly experience the wasteland world."

"Hehe, I knew Brother Chen was the most capable. I'll go back now and continue transporting goods!" Before Jiang Chen could reply, he pressed the button and disappeared from the room.

The fluffy dumpling didn't go back with them, but instead quietly waited to get up close and ship the couple.

Cheng Xiamu crawled out from a pile of boxes and let out a long sigh of relief. "Phew! What kind of stuff did they transport this time? It's all rock hard. There was nowhere to hide, so I had to squeeze in. I was almost suffocating!"

“I received another batch of refugees a few days ago, and things like soap and towels are going through very quickly,” Jiang Chen explained as he unlocked the door. “You’ve come at the right time. My assistant bought a set of military medical equipment at an auction and wants to use you as a ‘test subject.’”

"What kind of experiment?" Cheng Xiamu walked out of the room, curiously looking at the room next door with its unique post-apocalyptic style. His eyes swept over Jiang Chen and he couldn't take them off.

She tried to remain calm on the surface, but inside she was overjoyed. The young man was quite handsome!

Jiang Chen is at least 1.86 meters tall. He has a broad back and a narrow waist. Through his rolled-up sleeves, you can see that his arms are beautifully shaped and without any excess fat. His skin is a healthy wheat color. His handsome face has distinct features, and his eyes are slightly deep and clear. There is a slight smile on his lips that makes people feel good at first glance.

Height, figure, and looks are all definitely plus points!

Cheng Xiamu was secretly delighted. The second uncle's prediction of marriage was really good. It was indeed the type she liked, and the kind of person who fit her aesthetic preferences in every way.

"Medical pod." Jiang Chen pressed the remote control. In a small room next to the bedroom, there was a high-tech product. "A military product, originally a high-tech product specifically for soldiers to check their physical condition and treat some diseases. It was smuggled out from a high-level shelter by a group of people."

I tried it as soon as I bought it, and the result accurately confirmed that I was not infected by any unknown virus.

So I wanted you to try it out and record your health data, so that in case of any danger or illness, you can receive rapid repair and treatment through the medical pod.”

"So high-tech?!" Cheng Xiamu stepped forward nervously to take a closer look, but he didn't recognize many of the densely packed characters.

Jiang Chen shrugged, somewhat helplessly.

This thing wasn't even in the original storyline.

In the newly released storyline, the protagonist Chen Luoqi inherits the refuge and then engages in various acts of showing off, slapping faces, and rescuing beauties. Several times, he manages to overcome crises by relying on advanced medical pods, and incidentally, he adds seriously injured women who make passionate confessions to his harem.

The script team even gave the magical medical pod the ability to change one's physique and temperament.

In any case, every time the protagonist comes out of the medical pod that he bought with a lot of resources after his daily health care, the plot spends a lot of time describing how his originally unremarkable appearance has changed and how his overall temperament has improved.

He suspected that the script was simply a prop added by the script team to promote the main character.

In any case, no reliable scientific explanation was given, but a high-tech medical pod completely solved all the protagonist group's health concerns.

This thing can even perform C-sections on Chen Luoqi's harem beauties, providing a one-stop service from stitching up and healing wounds to restoring their figures, allowing them to return to the "battlefield" without needing to recuperate.

They even went so far as to claim that survival in the wasteland was too brutal, and that human physical evolution was too slow, so advanced technology was the only way to compensate for this. This, they argued, ensured that reproduction was a risk-free process, thus promoting the continued existence of the population in the wasteland…

"Waaaaah..."

Cheng Xiamu lay down inside out of curiosity. The medical pod began to operate, enveloping her in a transparent glass dome. It then emitted a soft sound as it performed a full-body scan, displaying and recording various data about her health status in less than a minute.

"Holy crap, I didn't realize!" The fluffy little ball was lying on the side looking at the data. When it saw the basic size data, it couldn't help but gasp and look down at her figure under the loose T-shirt. It muttered to itself, "Host, you're really lucky. These are huge breasts. She's the typical 'looks slim in clothes but muscular when undressed' type, right?"

Jiang Chen twitched her lips and secretly flicked it on the forehead.

What the hell is this "looks slim when dressed, but muscular when undressed"? Is that how it's used?

"It seems there's no need to worry about bacteria and viruses; my tests showed no abnormalities."

Cheng Xiamu beamed with delight after reviewing all the data. Stepping out of the medical pod, he patted the surprisingly smooth-feeling hull and exclaimed, "You were too modest before! The technology in the wasteland is far more advanced than what we have here!"

Seriously, the fact that the medical pod can treat cancer and perform all sorts of surgeries is amazing. If only I could get one of these back…

Jiang Chen didn't know why a medical pod had such great power, even enhancing one's aura. In the story, one of the protagonist's favored and capable lieutenants was injured in battle, with half of her skull shattered. Chen Luoqi, with a powerful aura, snatched her from the villain and stuffed her into the medical pod. After automatically completing the repair surgery, she emerged even more charming and attractive than before...

However, if the script team says it's okay, then it's okay. Anyway, the more user-friendly the setting, the more helpful it will be to me.

So what if they're brainless? Just enjoy yourself, what more do you want?

"Once I get my hands on the time-travel device, and you can use it to travel freely, I'll see if I can buy you another one to take back and try. Maybe it can save many lives and bring about huge changes to the technological development there." He smiled slightly and said helplessly, "But you'd better think of an excuse, lest the authorities arrest you for research."

Cheng Xiamu's eyes lit up. "Can the time-traveling artifact be handed over to the country? Think about it, if it's handed over to the country and they send a professional inspection team here to learn and exchange ideas, wouldn't that be a good thing for both worlds?"

Jiang Chen: ...

If the protagonist's cheat ability is handed over to the state, I wonder if the script team will be furious?

Seeing that he didn't reply, Cheng Xiamu also felt that it might be a bit too presumptuous. If someone were to easily expose the other party's shelter and something unexpected happened, wouldn't that cause trouble for Jiang Chen?

"If I could get a medical pod back to secretly treat and save lives, I have another good idea." Her eyes sparkled as she looked at the other person, a playful smile appearing on her face. "Then I have to mention my amazing second uncle..."

"Achoo!" The amazing Second Uncle was sitting in the shade of a tree, fanning himself and chatting casually with the old men playing chess next to him. "Hey, just you wait and see, the weather is about to change!"

"Change of weather? The weather is fine. The forecast said that the next week would be sunny."

"Are you stupid? The change in the weather he's talking about can't just be the weather, it must be something big! Old Li, tell me what you've figured out this time?"

He squinted and pointed to the sky with his fan, "The fate of heaven is changing rapidly. Our world is going to get better. Just watch, it won't be long before we can all enjoy great fortune."

Then the old man's voice was so low that only he could hear it, "Everyone walks their own path. Since we can't persuade him to come back, his fate is sealed. It may not be a bad thing for either realm. Let's just hope that innocent people aren't implicated and that sins aren't added..."

"My God, is this the wasteland world?!" With Jiang Chen's help, Cheng Xiamu put on a brand-new, state-of-the-art suit of armor. It took him a while to get used to it before he followed Jiang Chen out of the shelter. When he saw the scene in front of him, he couldn't help but exclaim in amazement.

What lay before me was a desolate wasteland. The scorching sun cast a blazing heat that distorted the air. In the far distance, something seemed to be moving its enormous body across the wilderness, looking somewhat like a monster from a video game.

“That’s a monster from the plains and forests, humanoid but not human.” Jiang Chen demonstrated for her, holding up the weapon in his hand and observing through the scope, patiently explaining, “The specific cause is unknown. Some say it’s a product of biochemical experiments in some laboratories before the disaster, which evolved into its current form after being subjected to intense radiation.”

The plains forest monsters can fly and play dead, so you have to shoot them from a distance to kill them. See the glowing organ on its dark purple head? Aim, pull the trigger, and hit it, like this…”

He held the gun steadily with both hands and pulled the trigger.

"Bang!" A gunshot rang out, and the enormous monster in the distance trembled violently as the light on its head vanished.

This was Cheng Xiamu's first time handling a gun. She was stunned for a few seconds and asked in a low voice, "Is that all? You're a really good shot!"

“Remember, the monsters in the plains forest can fake their death, so one shot isn’t enough. You have to observe them carefully.” Jiang Chen hopped onto the imposing motorcycle that was waiting for him and gestured for her to get on. “If it’s faking its death, it won’t last more than a minute. The deep purple light on its head will come back on. Once you see the light, it means you haven’t killed it and you have to shoot it again.”

The new world had such a profound impact on her that Cheng Xiamu even began to doubt the reality of her time travel.

Am I really in another world? Or am I dreaming? Or... am I obsessed with playing games? The scene before me looks too much like a scene from a game or movie!

The motorcycle sped across the wasteland, and Cheng Xiamu even saw a dazzling white streak streak across the horizon. "What was that? An airplane? A rocket?"

"Nuclear bomb." Jiang Chen glanced at it calmly and said, "It's nothing, it's far away from us."

Cheng Xiamu: Σ(°△°|||)︴

Nuclear, nuclear bomb?!

As expected of a wasteland world, they're so calm even when they see nuclear bombs!

"The destructive power of nuclear weapons mainly comes from light radiation, shock waves, nuclear radiation, nuclear electromagnetic pulses, and radioactive contamination. Small nuclear bombs of this magnitude are too far away for the shock waves to affect us. The only remaining issue is radiation, which is plentiful in the wasteland. Our armor can shield us from threats, and we have medical pumps that can inject anti-radiation drugs at any time, so there's nothing to worry about."

As Jiang Chen spoke, he calmly pointed to the large crater in the distant wilderness and said, "That's the crater caused by the nuclear bomb that was dropped half a month ago. The nuclear bombs that are being dropped now aren't very heavy. As long as you're not in the exact center of the explosion and get hit by the shockwave, you'll be fine."

"So... that's how the wasteland world came about, right?" Cheng Xiamu's lips trembled as he looked up at the sky, thinking to himself, "I've really made it big! I've seen the world! Nuclear bombs are flying everywhere here!"

Chapter Twenty-Three: Differential Treatment

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Chapter Twenty-Three: Differential Treatment

“I want to introduce you to the others in the shelter, but your identity must be kept secret.”

After taking her to see the wasteland world, trying out various firearms, and practicing marksmanship, Jiang Chen basically understood the survival rules of the wasteland. He then took Cheng Xiamu to the shelter and said seriously, "Some time ago, I dealt with a chef who stole food and lined his own pocket according to the shelter's rules."

That attempt to establish authority was quite effective, but you must understand that human nature is even darker and more unpredictable in the wasteland, so you must always be wary. You'll be frequently traveling between the two worlds and will inevitably interact with people in the vault. Remember not to say too much and don't let your compassion get the better of you. If you have any questions you can't answer, just pass them on to me.”

Cheng Xiamu nodded solemnly.

Having witnessed firsthand how scavengers in those ruined cities turned on each other, tripping each other up, backstabbing each other, and exchanging fire, she carefully reviewed the post-apocalyptic survival rules she had learned from games, novels, and movies.

In the wasteland, a human life is far less valuable than a bottle of water or a dose of nutrient solution. If Jiang Chen, the owner of the shelter, wants to survive here and gain power, he certainly can't be a pushover.