Courtyard House: My Time Travel is a Bit Too Strong

After hearing this arrangement, Qiao Jingjing lowered her eyes for a moment and nodded slightly.

Lin Quan never hid anything from them.

Although he is now alone, the merits established by his parents in his previous life have paved a secret but solid way out for him—he can be considered a "pre-IPO stock" of the country.

Even though the soul has changed, the bloodline remains the same;

No matter which world he's in, he bleeds the blood of the Yellow Emperor.

If, without harming its own foundation, it can give this country a push to help it straighten its spine more quickly, then Lin Quan is willing to do so, and Qiao Jingjing would also be happy to do so.

The drawings were submitted through Aunt Wang, and there are indeed risks involved.

However, considering Lin Quan's background, this little ripple will not only fail to cause any major disturbances, but may even turn into a weighty medal.

Having just finished discussing firearms, Qiao Jingjing's eyes lit up, and she immediately pressed on, "What about that batch of high-yield grain seeds? What are you planning to do with them?"

Without the slightest hesitation, Lin Quan answered directly, "I'd like to ask you to come over for this batch of seeds."

As soon as Lin Quan finished speaking, Qiao Jingjing paused slightly, her brows furrowed, and her eyes were full of astonishment.

Seeing her stunned, Lin Quan slowly began to speak:

"Those gun blueprints—if someone really asks about them, I can still manage to explain it away..."

"The strategy of 'biting to death' was something I personally deduced and refined."

"But the grain varieties are different. This isn't something you can just figure out by adjusting some parameters or running a few sets of data."

He shrugged, a bitter smile playing on his lips.

Then he lowered his voice and said, "So I'll have to trouble you to find a safe time to 'deliver' the things to my door."

Qiao Jingjing's awakened spiritual power was silent and stealthy, yet sharp as a blade!

More importantly, it allows Qiao Jingjing to soar into the air and ride the wind—without relying on external objects or attracting any strange phenomena.

Lin Quan needed to send out the grain seeds without anyone noticing, leaving no trace, and Qiao Jingjing was practically the only person he could entrust with this task.

Before Lin Quan could finish speaking, Qiao Jingjing only hesitated for a moment before nodding in agreement.

After finishing this matter, Lin Quan turned his gaze and fixed it steadily on Qiao Jingjing and Zhu Zhuqing.

On Qiao Jingjing's side, it was a completely overrun apocalyptic world—the zombie virus had already devoured the entire world.

It floats in the air, sinks in the water, and even seeps into the cracks of the soil.

Lin Quan would never have taken a single step unless he was driven to the brink of despair.

Even if he had swallowed the crystal core, his immunity might not be reliable; even if the risk was only one in a million, he couldn't afford to gamble.

The consequences would be enough to ruin him forever.

Finally, his gaze settled on Zhu Zhuqing.

Aside from the main world and the post-apocalyptic world, the only world with potential for further exploration is the Martial Soul World.

"By the way, Jingjing, haven't you been thinking about the martial spirits that Zhuqing and the others have?"

"Have you tried it? Is there any response?"

"Although martial souls have inherent flaws, once you find a way through them, it's a fast track."

The moment the mention of martial spirit was mentioned, Qiao Jingjing's eyes lit up instantly, like flames leaping up.

She had wanted to try it for a long time, just waiting for the right opportunity.

However, Lin Quan was busy renovating the courtyard recently, and she herself was also busy traveling back and forth between different worlds, so she never had a chance to help.

She didn't say it aloud, but she had been itching to awaken for a long time.

In fact, Lin Quan couldn't suppress his curiosity either.

He also wanted to hold onto the unique power of the Martial Soul—even if it was just a trump card to save his life.

When two pairs of eyes fell on her at the same time, a hint of embarrassment flashed across Zhu Zhuqing's face.

She had indeed heard Qiao Jingjing mention it a few times and had promised to help.

However, during her early days in Soto, she was either traveling or collecting grain, and she could hardly find a moment to catch her breath.

After finally securing the grain supply and emptying their pockets, they were able to gain a foothold.

It's not that she doesn't care about Qiao Jingjing's matter; it's just that she simply can't manage it all.

"Awakening itself is not difficult..."

"But it requires a magic array to activate it, and a specially made soul stone to catalyze it."

"so……"

At this point, Zhu Zhuqing's ears burned slightly, and she lowered her eyes and smiled apologetically.

After a moment of silence, she suddenly looked up and said decisively, "Why don't you come with me to the Spirit World? I'll take you straight to the Spirit Hall."

Qiao Jingjing's eyes lit up. She glanced at Lin Quan and smiled as she replied, "Sister Zhuqing's idea sounds quite reliable."

Lin Quan didn't respond immediately, but just looked at her quietly.

Qiao Jingjing thought he was hesitating and was about to speak when she saw him suddenly smile:

"It's not that I don't agree, it's just that this matter isn't urgent."

"Let's get the grain seed matter sorted out tonight, and then I'll go into the Martial Soul World with you tomorrow morning. It's not too late."

Qiao Jingjing thought he would say something important, but it turned out to be just this—casual and straightforward.

"Just say it all outright, instead of babbling on and on like a bellows..."

Before she could finish speaking, Qiao Jingjing turned to Lin Quan and rolled her eyes at him without any politeness.

Before Lin Quan could even open his mouth, she decisively added, "I'll take responsibility for this; there won't be the slightest problem."

As the three chatted and laughed, time slipped through their fingers.

As dusk deepened and a thin layer of bluish-gray tinged the sky, Lin Quan nodded to the two women, deftly tied on his apron, and began preparing dinner.

While he was cooking, the two women rolled up their sleeves and assisted him at the stove—passing plates, peeling onions and garlic, and mixing sauces, their movements swift and coordinated.

It just goes to show the old saying: When men and women lend a hand, work becomes much easier!

The fire crackled and the spatula flew as several steaming dishes made with soul beast meat were soon placed on the table.

While his skills may not be on par with those renowned gourmets in the culinary world, he has the advantage of using high-quality ingredients—the meat of soul beasts is rich and flavorful with fresh textures, and when paired with Lin Quan's personally prepared secret sauce and just the right amount of heat, every dish served can easily rival the signature dishes of level 5 and 6 soul master chefs.

"Dinner's ready!"

Lin Quan carefully placed the last plate of braised soul beast spine meat on the ground, glanced at Qiao Jingjing and Zhu Zhuqing, and spoke in a crisp voice without any hesitation.

He had important business to attend to tonight, and after being slightly tipsy last night, the thin veil between him and Qiao Jingjing had been gently lifted—neither of them mentioned having another drink.

Zhu Zhuqing, on the other hand, was picking at her rice with her head down when suddenly the tips of her ears turned red and a light blush rose on her cheeks. Her eyes were like those of a startled little sparrow, avoiding Lin Quan and also avoiding Qiao Jingjing. She just kept burying her head in her mouth and putting rice into her mouth, her chopsticks almost poking into the bottom of the bowl.

"I'm full, please enjoy your meal..."

As soon as she finished speaking, she put down her chopsticks, gave a soft greeting, got up and left. With a flick of her skirt, her figure disappeared at the restaurant entrance.

"This child's skin is so thin you could see it through..."

Watching Zhu Zhuqing's hurried departure, Qiao Jingjing smiled faintly, her expression both gentle and meaningful.

Although in the world she came from, Soul Masters developed their physiques far beyond ordinary people due to the nourishment of Soul Rings—Zhu Zhuqing was actually only twelve years old, but her figure and aura were enough to leave anyone stunned: her waistline was neat, her shoulder and neck lines were smooth, and her every move made her look exactly like a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl in the world of others.