A Man in Another World: The Yellow-Haired Warrior Who Infiltrated Pure Love

The room is small, and I have a lot of stuff. Organizing is a nightmare.

"Just grab a shovel and dig a basement under the room, that'll do."

Feisheng brought a shovel in from outside.

"It might not work very well."

Yuan Hua took the shovel from Fei Sheng and placed it aside.

“Digging a basement takes a long time, and a basement that is not reinforced beforehand is very easy to collapse. It’s better to just tear it down and rebuild it.”

"What are you afraid of! Do you think I'm illiterate? This is a wooden house, not reinforced concrete. Digging a small basement won't cause it to collapse due to the weight of the house."

He landed on the ground and stomped his foot heavily.

"For a small basement, I only need to clear out the wine cellar, but since it's going to be used long-term, why not dig a bigger one, or dig a few more rooms?"

Speaking of wine cellars...

After careful consideration, Yuan Hua realized that temporarily expanding the wine cellar might not be a bad idea.

But it can only be used temporarily...

"Let's talk about it later. A single-story wooden house isn't comfortable to live in. We'll build a log cabin villa and make the basement bigger, maybe even two stories."

"Can you leave me a room with a refrigeration array so I can store popsicles and ice cream? Is that alright?"

Ascension only had food in its eyes.

"Don't you have your period?"

Yuan Hua looked at Fei Sheng with a puzzled expression.

"That's something only the human body has, what does it have to do with me? The system doesn't have metabolism, it doesn't need to detoxify."

Ascension attempts to explain the system using science.

"And what about the food you ate?"

Yuan Hua looked down at Fei Sheng's belly, wondering how such a small body could hold so many ice creams.

That's it, science can't explain it...

"I'm the system of the 'Ghostly' zone, and I recover my energy by eating snacks and junk food."

Feisheng scratched his head and then sighed.

……

"Is anyone home?"

"coming."

Yuan Hua got up from the sofa, went to the door, and opened it. Tulip was standing there, looking very pretty, with clear and bright eyes.

"Am I too late?"

Tulip was a little embarrassed; the shop was too busy today.

"It's alright, I'm pretty easygoing, please come in."

Yuan Hua very gentlemanly made way for him.

"It's just taking a photo; it can be done anytime."

"It's so clean. Is this really a boy's home?"

Tulip entered the house and looked around. The furniture was ordinary, but the decorations were neat and tidy, and there was no sense of clutter. It was clear that she was someone who knew how to enjoy life.

"As I've said before, I'm a fashion designer, and I have high standards for life."

Yuan Hua quietly locked the door.

While it's unlikely that we'll reach base on our first meeting, what if some clueless person suddenly barges in and ruins everything?

"Please come to my room."

……

"This dress... isn't it a bit too..."

Tulip swallowed hard and looked at the tulle skirt in her hand.

"I already explained to you before that my clients are aristocratic women."

Yuan Hua shook the folding fan in his hand, and then started recording.

"Only nobles can afford it, right?"

"I understand. May I ask if you could excuse me for a moment?"

Thinking of Yuan Hua's generous reward, Tulip gritted her teeth and agreed.

"Miss Tulip, please put aside your reserve. You should know that I am here to witness a performance art piece with an appreciative eye."

"But……"

Tulip quickly shut up because Yuan Hua stuffed ten silver coins into her hand.

"Can I just consider this my ticket price for facing performance art?"

"Is it really... for art...?"

Tulip stared blankly at the silver coin in her hand.

Ten silver coins—that's half a month's revenue from my mother's tailor shop, not even including the cost of the fabric.

The money came too fast; the tulip mania wavered...

"Okay, thank you for the compliment."

Tulip sighed, put the silver coins into her pouch, and carefully wrapped them in the white cloth inside.

"let's start."

Yuan Hua sat down next to the camera, making sure he didn't appear in the frame.

Tulip nodded and reached out to unzip the back of her dress.

Tulip's dress slipped down, and a feeling of shame instantly overwhelmed her.

The stealthy ascent moved closer, giving a close-up of the important parts.

Finally, I aimed at Tulip's face and captured her struggling yet shy expression.

Tulip quickly put on her tulle skirt, then nervously looked at Yuan Hua.

"I'm dressed."

"Don't be nervous. If I really wanted to do something, I would have already done it just now."

Yuan Hua paused the recording and came over to Tulip with his camera.

"Go ahead, lie on your side in bed, imagine yourself as a socialite, and try to look alluring."

"Can I?"

Tulip was a little insecure, after all, she couldn't learn the elegance of a socialite, nor had she ever seen one.

"Today we're shooting in pajamas, so it has to be like this. We don't shoot like this every day, so don't worry."

Yuan Hua took out a packaged traditional Chinese style shirt from the wardrobe.

"Take this back with you later, we're going to shoot some outdoor scenes tomorrow."

As long as the item is not used for trading, it will not be immediately taken back.

As for whether it will be lost?

That's even simpler. Just use the app to recall the items with one click, and then you can become Tulip Girl's new creditor.

"Okay okay."

Tulip solemnly accepted the clothes from Yuan Hua's hands, and immediately felt much more at ease.

I thought Yuan Hua's clothes were all the kind that were not meant to be seen in public, and that it would be good if she had some decent clothes.

As Yuan Hua requested, Tulip lay down and posed properly.

"Don't have such a stiff expression. It's best to have a hint of disdain, the kind of contemptuous look."

……

"almost."

Yuan Hua took seven or eight photos casually and then stopped.

"I took eight photos this time. One of them wasn't taken well, so I deleted it, but I'll count it as eight for you."

After saying that, Yuan Hua took out eight silver coins and placed them on the table.

"Next up is the special effects shoot, where we'll take three photos of people who don't show their faces."

Yuan Hua took out 15 silver coins from his pocket.

"The special effects films will be relatively revealing, but to protect your privacy, your face will not be shown. I will not force you; it's up to you whether you want to film or not."

"I'll take the picture."

Tulip wasn't a child anymore, and she understood what tokusatsu was referring to. After confirming that Yuan Hua "wasn't that kind of person," she still agreed.

There is no way, he gave too much.

Yuan Hua wasn't in a hurry to figure out the strategy; he directly promised to check it for her after the shoot.

Tulip was deeply moved by this behavior; she felt an unprecedented sense of respect from Yuan Hua.

"Lie down."

After laying the tulip flat, Yuan Hua raised her left leg.

“He covered it with his right hand.”

Yuan Hua straightened Tulip's disheveled gauze skirt, then grasped her left ankle with one hand and straightened her leg (bone setting).

With his right hand, he picked up the camera and filmed the garden entrance, which was mostly obscured...

……