Chapter 13: He is in Another World

"... Shennü Daren, thanks to your protection, you have saved me and Daliang from peril."

"Your grace, Mo Ting will forever keep in his heart, and worship for all eternity."

After Xiao Moting finished writing the prayer, he stood up and picked up a cloth bag from the ground.

Inside the cloth bag were all sorts of miscellaneous items, all of which were tributes spontaneously offered to "Shennü Daren" by his soldiers.

He casually took out a few pieces, placed them into the wardrobe, and closed the cabinet door.

The items vanished.

But just as Xiao Moting tried to put things in again, a needle-like stabbing pain shot through his brain.

"Hiss..."

He reached out to cover his head, and looking up, he was astonished to find that the items he had just placed in the wardrobe were still there.

Xiao Moting tried again, only to find it still didn't work.

"What is going on? Why can't the items be sent over?"

Xiao Moting was shocked.

He tried his best to think, but his brain hurt more and more, and he could barely breathe.

"Prince..."

A timid voice sounded.

Xiao Moting turned around and saw Xiao Liujin standing cautiously outside the commander's tent, holding a small pottery figurine dog in his hand.

"Can you... help me give this to the Goddess?"

"The Military Doctor applied divine medicine for me and said that my frostbitten hands and feet won't fester or ooze pus by tomorrow."

This day, for the first time in his life, Xiao Liujin wore such warm shoes.

There were only a little over four thousand pairs of cotton shoes, and Xiao Moting had ordered them to be distributed first to the old, weak, sick, and disabled in the army; he had also received a pair.

Xiao Moting walked over, took the pottery figurine from his hand, and his sword-like brows furrowed.

"This is the only heirloom your mother left you; you want to give it to the Goddess?"

"Yes." Xiao Liujin nodded vigorously. "Big Brother said the barbarian army will arrive in three days. They are strong and well-equipped, and perhaps we will all die in battle, so before I die, I want to offer it to Shennü Daren."

Xiao Moting's eyes narrowed slightly; he reached out to take the pottery figurine and tried to put it into the wardrobe.

At that very instant, another sharp pain struck his head.

This pain was more intense than before; he could usually draw a hundred-plus-pound Bawang Changgong with ease, but now he felt completely drained of strength.

The pottery figurine vanished.

But Xiao Moting could no longer hold himself up; he was covered in cold sweat, and his vision went black in waves.

Could it be that transmitting items requires the consumption of mental energy?

Then, since Bai Wei had sent him so many supplies, how much of her own heart and energy had she expended?

Xiao Moting panted, a surge of guilt welling up in his heart.

She had given him so many precious supplies, yet he could not give her anything good in return; these items presented by the soldiers were not valuable things either.

Xiao Moting spoke in a low, hoarse voice.

"Shennü Daren, Mo Ting has failed you; I can only offer you these worthless little trinkets, please forgive me."

"It's too precious! These are all personal items of the people of Daliang, yet they are preserved so perfectly. It's so realistic, I feel as if I've returned to ancient times!"

"This is exactly what historical records lack; they are simply of extraordinary significance."

"Nine million, can you sell them to me?"

Professor Ye held the antique excitedly, his eyes glowing.

Bai Wei looked at the gesticulating old professor in front of her, then glanced at Zhou Yuchuan standing to the side.

Zhou Yuchuan was also watching the antique with rapt attention.

These two were indeed master and apprentice; that fanatical streak for antiques was exactly the same.

Just now, Zhou Yuchuan had brought Professor Ye to find her, originally to discuss having her join the Archaeology Team, but as soon as Professor Ye saw the antique, he immediately became excited and offered to buy it on the spot.

However, Bai Wei really hadn't expected that the Gudongbi, ox-hide vessels, pottery clay peace charms, and other items sent by Xiao Moting, which seemed ordinary, would turn out to be "one-of-a-kind" treasures in the eyes of Professor Ye, and even sell for the sky-high price of nine million!

Since she had just about used up her money, she nodded and agreed, "Okay."

"Bai Wei, we have already applied to our superiors to build a museum near the Zhenbei King Tomb," Zhou Yuchuan said. "We hope you will join the Archaeology Team. Once the museum is built, if you are willing, you can work there."

Bai Wei raised her eyes to look at Zhou Yuchuan.

The other party was looking at her urgently, his eyes bright.

However, she shook her head. "Sorry, Professor Zhou, I can assist you in investigating the Zhenbei King Tomb, but I will not join."

"Why?" Professor Ye was puzzled. "If you are dissatisfied with the salary or have other conditions, feel free to bring them up."

"It's not that," Bai Wei explained. "I have other things to do. As for your request for me to assist in investigating the King Tomb, I will certainly help where I can."

If she joined the Archaeology Team, her hands would be tied, and she wouldn't be able to help Xiao Moting freely.

Besides, she was no longer in need of this salary.

Professor Ye was greatly disappointed and was about to try to persuade her a few more times, but was stopped by Zhou Yuchuan.

"Since you have other arrangements, we won't force it."

"However, could we ask you to be our part-time staff during the excavation of the King Tomb? The salary will be paid as usual, you can do whatever you want, you won't be regulated, and your freedom won't be restricted."

"We can help each other."

Zhou Yuchuan looked at her sincerely.

"This..." Bai Wei hesitated.

She didn't want to agree, but... perhaps in the future, there might be times when she would need the Archaeology Team's help.

"That is fine."

"Thank you." Zhou Yuchuan was visibly relieved.

Professor Ye was also very happy, "That's great. Yuchuan said you have many antiques from the Daliang Dynasty in your possession. Are these all things your grandmother left behind? What exactly did your grandmother do while she was alive?"

"Grandmother always lived in this Farm," Bai Wei said, "She refused to go anywhere else, saying she had to wait here for Grandfather to return."

"Wait for your grandfather?" Professor Ye was taken aback.

Bai Wei nodded, "Two months before my mother was born, Grandfather went missing and never came back."

Zhou Yuchuan said, "You can compile a file on your grandfather, and we will have people help you look for him."

"Okay, thank you."

Bai Wei heard from her grandmother that her grandfather was a towering hero, but she had never seen him, and there was not a single photograph of him left in the world.

When she was little, she would pester her grandmother to go find him, but her grandmother would say that Grandfather was in a world that no one could go to.

Just like that, her grandmother waited alone in the Farm in the countryside for her entire life, until she passed away.