How did you bunch of silly group members also time travel

Everyone suspected that this bug had gone somewhere to learn some special methods to deal with her.

So this time, let's take Xilin with us and see what's going on over there.

“Let me do it.” Sirin suddenly stopped Miss Fox’s hand as she was about to raise it. “Mom’s way of opening the door is too easy to alert the enemy. If they just run away, that would be too troublesome.”

Have it?

Okay, let's just assume that's true.

Miss Fox withdrew her hand, signaling to Sirin to begin her performance.

Sirin moved swiftly, waving her hand and distorting the scene before arriving on a mountaintop in another world.

Looking down the mountain, there is a city not far away.

It has walls and a moat, and the architectural style is similar to that of the Ming and Qing dynasties that Miss Fox knows, while the clothing of the pedestrians is closer to the uniform costumes in TV dramas.

This looks like a world similar to ancient China.

But the street vendors selling snacks had square iron boxes with no obvious welding marks, as well as incongruous items like fried potatoes and ketchup.

If this were something belonging to a high-ranking official or nobleman, Miss Fox could accept it.

After all, this world is undoubtedly a world where cultivators exist. A quick scan with spiritual sense revealed a sect atop a mountain surrounded by mountains.

It's not a big deal to have a cultivator use weapon-refining techniques to make an iron box.

But the small vendor was dressed in coarse linen, and did not look like a wealthy and powerful person who could hire a cultivator.

"Mom, is it possible that they went bankrupt after hiring someone?"

"I'm having a wicked laugh," Sirin said.

"Very negligible."

Although it was just Celine joking, Miss Fox thought it was not impossible.

It's important to understand that most fantasy novels are set in a mafia-style society where cultivators can do whatever they want, so it's not surprising that there are cultivators who deliberately scheme against others.

"But it's unlikely to scam a large group of people."

Upon closer inspection, it becomes clear that this item is not carried by a single vendor in the city, but rather by itinerant vendors throughout the city who possess similar yet different shapes of "modern" handicrafts.

What they have in common is that their mobile stalls all have a common mark indicating that they all come from the same place.

It appears to be one of the largest trading companies in the city.

Itinerant vendors replenish their stock here and then circulate their mobile carts to every corner of the city.

This alone reveals an incongruity that is out of step with the times.

"After thinking about it, it must have been done by the time traveler, Mom."

Indeed, it looks exactly like a business empire set up by a time traveler.

Judging from the size of this business, the time traveler seems to be doing quite well.

However, the transmigrators who are still living in the mortal world are probably not the ones they are looking for.

"But we should still go see her, right, Mom?"

...tsk.

When did this start? Where did you learn about it?

"Even though it might not be what we're looking for, we should still go and see, right, Mom?"

Celine counted on her fingers, seemingly offering a suggestion casually.

"You see those kinds of wish-fulfillment novels where the two sides have vastly different information and misunderstand the protagonist's intentions, but somehow end up helping the protagonist out of nowhere."

"Moreover, this type of protagonist might be invincible from the start without even realizing it."

Miss Fox's eyelids twitched.

Where did this little bug learn all this from? Aren't you supposed to be studying hard?!

"My godfather mentioned these topics in the group chat."

Oh, Aizen-san, it's alright then.

Miss Fox remembers that Uncle Aizen started getting obsessed with fantasy novels a long time ago. She really doesn't know who came up with this idea.

"By the way, Mom, I don't think you've searched carefully with your spiritual sense, have you? In that trading company, as well as in various towns and sects nearby where humans live, we haven't found any individuals who clearly resemble transmigrators."

Miss Fox didn't care about this.

This might be the world where the culprit resides; it's not so easy to find.

However, it is true that I did not use my spiritual sense to search carefully.

"Let's go, let's go into the city and take a look."

As he spoke, he raised his hand to open the door.

Then, with quick reflexes, Sirin pressed her back down.

"Mom, you need to change this habit, even though I think you don't care about alerting the enemy."

With a wave of his hand, he led Miss Fox into an empty alley in the city.

It was located on the edge of an affluent area, clean and tidy, and the streets outside weren't too noisy.

This is quite different from Miss Fox's habits.

If it were Miss Fox, she would have gone straight to the shop and interrogated them.

"...Are you planning to do a full disguise next?"

After glancing at the insect's white hair and her own blonde hair, Miss Fox had a premonition.

Neither of them went directly to their destination; it seemed that Chongchong was planning to take a more complicated approach.

"As expected of a mother!"

And Miss Fox guessed right. Sirin couldn't wait to pull out two exquisite clothes that matched the era, her eyes sparkling.

That's incredible, you can tell at a glance that there's ulterior motive!

"Don't worry about the details. Besides, when I used my spiritual sense just now, I felt that the people in this world were not quite right. Don't you think it's too quiet, Mom?"

It was quiet, very quiet indeed.

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Chapter 1456 A Town Desolate and Lifeless

The city is very quiet.

I had this feeling when I looked down from the hilltop, and now that I've changed my clothes, hair, eyebrows, and eye color to disguise it, it's even more obvious when I walk on the bustling streets.

This city is very prosperous.

The roads were neatly repaired, the paint on most of the houses was still intact, and there were only minor signs of damage in various places. The city walls were not covered with moss, and the majority of pedestrians on the streets were young and middle-aged people. It was clearly a very young city, and one would expect it to be a vibrant and thriving city.

But walking through this city, the only thing one can feel is an air of decrepitude and decay.

The mobile vendors were busy pulling their carts and no one was calling out to customers. They would only stop and work silently when a pedestrian clearly wanted to buy something. The roadside shops were deserted, and the pedestrians hurried by listlessly. Although it was the most bustling area in the city, it had no lively atmosphere at all.

The people here seem to be dead; there is no light in their eyes.

"Lifeless..."

Xilin frowned, the more she observed the pedestrians, the more she felt like she was watching a puppet show.

But the people here are different from those in the upper realm I visited before. The people here only exude a sense of despair, but they haven't really lost their souls or become some kind of anchor.

“A numbness that sees no hope... The rulers here don’t seem to be good people, Mom.”

With no hope in sight and no way to resist, all that remains is numbness.

The people in this city are all living puppets. From this small example, Celine concludes that the ruler of this city is no good person.

It's very likely that he's the kind of villainous minor boss found in novels.

"So when will the main character arrive?"

Why bother with the main character?

Miss Fox didn't seem to care much.

They came here to work, not to travel, so they didn't have the leisure to watch a live performance of a children's adventure play.

From the very beginning, they should have headed straight for the merchant guild's headquarters. They shouldn't have bothered with the affairs of this city, and they certainly shouldn't be strolling around here in clothes from this world.

"Oh, Mom, we've already received the payment, so there's no need to be too enthusiastic about doing chores."

"That's what Xilin advised."

All I can say is that if I posted that in a group chat, I'd definitely get a barrage of insults from Nimmel.

And there's one more thing.

"You've got it wrong. I'm not in a rush to finish the work; it's just that lingering too long could cause unnecessary trouble..."

Before he could finish speaking, a group of people dressed as constables rushed past.

The sharp-eyed Miss Fox and her companion immediately noticed the contents of the paper they were looking at. It was about the theft of clothing from a high-end clothing store, and it included descriptions of the clothing styles and measurements of how well they fit.

Yes, those two items they're wearing.

It's incredibly fast.

"How could this be? The efficiency shouldn't be this high!"

Xilin frowned, and with a wave of her hand, she changed the patterns on the two garments to a different style.

When she took the clothes, she deliberately took them from the most inconspicuous place. Even the shop assistants might not remember where she left those two sets of clothes. How could it be discovered so quickly?

Did she miss some crucial information when she had only just regained consciousness?

“It’s not exactly a miss,” Miss Fox shook her head. “Not long after you took the clothes, someone immediately went to check and then reported it, so it immediately attracted attention.”

"Isn't that shop assistant an ordinary person?" Xilin asked, puzzled.

She only made her move because she knew the shop assistant was completely incompetent and the clothes were in an inconspicuous location, so how could she have been discovered so quickly?

"It's not the staff's problem; it must be the customer's problem."