Sky Curtain: Random stalls with rhinoceros horns, shaking the entire dynasty.

Even though Jiang Feng had warned her beforehand, Xiao Sizi was still startled by the sudden commotion.

Her small body shrank suddenly, and she instinctively closed her eyes, her two little hands wrapped in a bath towel tightly gripping Jiang Feng's clothes.

However, the anticipated danger did not materialize.

Instead, she felt a very warm, gentle breeze constantly blowing on her wet hair.

The wind was just the right temperature, carrying a hint of warmth that completely dispelled the chill she felt after her bath.

Little Sizi tentatively opened one eye, looking at the "little hammer" in Jiang Feng's hand that was constantly spewing out hot air.

The fear in his eyes was instantly replaced by endless curiosity and shock.

"Whoa!"

Little Sizi's eyes widened, and she exclaimed in surprise, her voice several decibels louder than usual, just enough to drown out the sound of the hairdryer.

"Little Pouch! It...it's blowing warm air!"

Little Si couldn't resist reaching out a small hand to touch the nozzle of the hair dryer, but Jiang Feng quickly stopped her.

"Don't touch there, the vent is very hot, be careful not to burn your little hands."

Jiang Feng gently ran his fingers through Xiao Sizi's long hair, letting the hot air dry each strand evenly, while explaining with a smile.

"This thing contains heating threads and a small fan. When it's plugged in, it blows out hot air. In later generations, we used this to dry our hair after washing it; it's very quick."

Little Si blinked, seemingly understanding but not quite. Although she didn't understand anything about electricity or fans, she knew that this thing was extremely powerful.

"No need for fire or a big fan, a small hammer can blow such a big, warm breeze!"

"Little Nangjun, you're amazing! Your family is full of precious treasures!"

At the same moment, in parallel universes.

The Three Kingdoms period, the twelfth year of Jian'an.

Longzhong, Zhuge Liang's thatched cottage.

Zhuge Liang, who was sitting under the oil lamp reading military books, was completely unaware that the book had fallen to the ground.

Holding a feather fan, he stood frozen in place like a statue, his wise eyes fixed on the vast sky above.

His gaze was completely fixed on the buzzing "hair dryer" in Jiang Feng's hand.

"What... what kind of divine artifact is this, capable of seizing the very essence of heaven and earth?!"

Zhuge Liang's voice trembled violently. He suddenly stood up, took a few steps to the outside of the thatched hut, looked up at the sky, and his chest heaved violently.

"Wind appears out of thin air! And it's a raging hot wind that can instantly dry hair! This thing that defies common sense is just a toy that young people in later generations used to wipe children's hair?!"

As a genius who was proficient in Qimen Dunjia, astronomy and geography, what Zhuge Liang saw at first glance was not how convenient this thing was, but its terrifying strategic value!

"If, during a battle between two armies, our forces possessed such a divine artifact capable of conjuring whirlwinds out of thin air, and amplified it dozens or hundreds of times..."

In an instant, Zhuge Liang deduced countless terrifying tactics.

"Set fires with the wind at your back, and stir up sandstorms against the wind! If such a thing existed, why would you need to painstakingly observe the heavens at night and pray for an east wind?"

"If I want the east wind, I only need to flip that switch, and I can borrow an endless raging wind that can scorch the heavens and destroy the earth!"

"In this world, which city can withstand our army's fire attack?!"

The more Zhuge Liang thought about it, the more alarmed he became. His palms, which were holding the feather fan, were covered in cold sweat, and he felt a deep sense of awe for the world a thousand years in the future.

Meanwhile, Cao Cao, who was on his way to conquer the Wuhuan in the north, reacted even more strongly.

Cao Cao didn't even care about his headache. He stood barefoot outside the military tent, pointing at the hairdryer in the sky, his eyes almost popping out of their sockets.

"Wind! That thing can actually breathe wind!"

Cao Cao abruptly turned to look at his strategist Xun You beside him and roared loudly.

"Gongda! Did you see that?! Those objects from later generations can actually summon wind and rain!"

"If I possessed such a weapon, how could I have suffered such a crushing defeat at the Battle of Red Cliffs, succumbing to the fire attack of that brat Zhou Yu and that rustic Zhuge Liang?!"

"If I had this wind duct, I could blow that raging fire back to the Jiangdong camp! And roast that brat Sun Quan into a roast pig!"

Cao Cao paced back and forth excitedly, shouting orders.

"Send the order! Have the most skilled craftsmen in the army keep a close watch on the sky for me day and night! If they can replicate this wind-generating device, I will bestow upon them the title of Marquis of Ten Thousand Households and reward them with a thousand acres of fertile land!"

The Ming Dynasty Era.

Zhu Yuanzhang looked at the little Sizi in the sky, who was squinting comfortably in the hot wind, and once again felt the overwhelming power of the future.

"No need to slowly wring out the food with a cloth, no need to carefully roast it by the charcoal brazier... How come people in later generations live such a refined and comfortable life?"

Old Zhu picked up the tea that had gone cold from the table and took a sip, feeling a pang of sadness in his heart.

Empress Ma said with a smile

"Zhongba, why are you doing this? The fact that later generations can create such ingenious objects is due to the skill of their descendants."

"Look at that little princess, she was soaked to the bone just now, but in the blink of an eye, her hair is completely dry. How convenient!"

"This isn't about saving trouble! We just can't figure it out!"

Zhu Yuanzhang slapped his thigh

"How could he, an ordinary street vendor, with such a dilapidated house, use only divine artifacts that even the entire Ming Dynasty couldn't produce?! What kind of monstrous place is this later era?!"

In Jiang Feng's modern single apartment.

The sound of the hairdryer gradually stopped.

Jiang Feng reached out and touched Xiao Sizi's long hair. It was completely dry and, because it had just been washed, it looked exceptionally smooth and fluffy.

"Okay, my hair's dry. Let's change into our new pajamas and get ready for bed."

Jiang Feng put away the hairdryer, took the shopping bag with the rabbit pattern from the bedside, and took out the fluffy, pink and white onesie bunny pajamas.

Since Xiao Sizi didn't know how to wear modern zippered clothes, Jiang Feng could only turn around and let her untie the bath towel herself, and then guide her to put her little arms and legs into the bodysuit.

"Is the zipper zipped up? If it is, your brother will turn around."

Jiang Feng asked, his back to the bed.

"It's up! It's up! Little Nangjun, turn around and see our duck!"

Little Sizi's excited voice came from behind.

Jiang Feng turned around, and the scene before him made him burst out laughing.

Little Sizi was wearing a fluffy bunny onesie pajama, with the hood already on her head.

Her two long rabbit ears hung down on either side of her cheeks, swaying with her movements.

With her rosy, round face and big, dark eyes, she looks just like a cute, pink and white bunny that has come to life, absolutely adorable.

"Wow! How cute! Little Sizi has turned into a little bunny!"