The "Ancient Person" Who Can't Refuse Carbonated Drinks

Meanwhile, at Sunshine Residential Complex.

Shen Qing returned home with a bag of groceries, but the moment he pushed the door open, he froze.

He had to admit that the Logistics Department was efficient; the floor was exactly as it had been before the damage, and the living room window had been fitted with new glass.

Everything was brand new, and the entire living room looked significantly better.

"But, where is the female bodyguard?"

Shen Qing looked toward the still-closed side bedroom, wondering if she hadn't come out all day.

He set his things down on the coffee table and walked over to grasp the doorknob. With a click, he realized the door wasn't locked.

Clang.

As soon as he entered, he saw Shen Qingtang with her waist saber drawn, looking at him with a guarded expression.

"It's me."

Seeing it was Shen Qing, she finally sheathed her saber.

Shen Qing hesitated and asked, "You didn't stay in this room the entire day, did you?"

The female bodyguard nodded. "Your... colleagues? They came to fix the house. Aside from grabbing the... takeout, I didn't dare go out."

"There was no need for that. Don't you feel stifled?"

Shen Qing glanced around the room; the side bedroom only had one small window for ventilation.

Even if she had gone out and been seen by the Logistics Department members, it wouldn't have mattered. Not to mention that the Logistics Department wouldn't care, the organization didn't concern itself with whether he had a girlfriend; she wasn't a subject of investigation.

"You don't understand this world yet, so it's best not to leave this building, but you don't have to stay cooped up in the bedroom."

"Come out and get some fresh air."

Shen Qingtang followed Shen Qing out of the room.

"I know you still have plenty of questions, and I happen to need to brief you on the basic requirements for living in this world."

He patted the sofa to signal her to come over.

Shen Qingtang hesitated for a moment before sitting on the other end of the sofa. She couldn't help but press down on it; it was soft, feeling even more comfortable than a bed.

Then, she looked at Shen Qing.

She would listen to what he had to say. After all, when one is under another's roof, one must bow their head—not to mention she had already eaten his food.

However, that sweet black water was truly delicious; Shen Qingtang couldn't help but swallow her saliva.

"If you feel I'm a threat, you know yourself that it's unnecessary."

Shen Qing got straight to the point. "But as for other people, don't easily take action, especially drawing your blade."

"Just as I said before, this world is relatively safe."

"But that's on the condition that you don't use a blade. Otherwise, you'll be considered a dangerous element. Once you pose a threat to others, you will be treated as a threat yourself."

Seeing Shen Qingtang frown in confusion, he explained:

"Because of the Heavenly Eye, if you do anything outside, it will know. By then, it will be discovered that you are an unregistered person."

Shen Qing continued, "You must have had some kind of identification card where you came from, right? We have them here too, and everyone's is unique."

"So, am I a vagrant?"

Shen Qingtang tilted her head slightly; to her, this term sounded quite serious.

Shen Qing glanced at his phone and shook his head. "To be precise, it's worse. A vagrant still has the possibility of re-registering, but you are a person who doesn't exist."

Shen Qingtang froze instantly, staring at Shen Qing, unable to tell how much of his words were true or false.

Everything in this world exceeded her expectations. If this were her world, being brought home by a strange man would already be a monumental affair.

Yet, she seemed to have no other choice.

The bizarre and dazzling world outside made her feel completely out of place, but at least... the person in front of her was a good man.

"I know you might still be suspicious of my words. Take your time. Once you gradually understand this society, you will possess the basic ability to judge for yourself."

Shen Qing easily saw through her thoughts. "By then, you'll know whether my words are true or false."

"Here, for you. You recognize books, right?"

He pulled several books he had bought at the bookstore from the shopping bag: History of the Xia Kingdom (Children's Edition), Xinhua Dictionary, Pinyin Compendium, and Dictionary of Traditional and Simplified Characters.

"Wait, you are literate, right?"

If she couldn't read at all, that would be troublesome.

Shen Qingtang picked up a book. It was colorful and completely different from the books in her world, and the paper was very white. But was he really giving them to her?

Knowledge was very precious.

She nodded, her tone carrying a hint of seriousness. "I learned a little in the private school."

Shen Qing saw this and pointed out a few traditional characters for her. According to his online research, traditional characters had been largely standardized over a thousand years ago, so there shouldn't be much difference from modern ones.

However, it turned out that while the female escort knew a few characters, she didn't know many, and most importantly, she couldn't write them.

It felt like she would need to start from Pinyin and learn to write simplified characters directly.

"There's no rush for this."

Shen Qing shook his head, knowing that helping the female escort understand modern society would be a long-term task.

"What do you want for dinner?"

Shen Qingtang was stunned for a moment, then twisted her fingers and hesitated, "Anything is fine... but, is there any more of that sweet black water?"

As she spoke, her face flushed slightly, feeling that she was being too thick-skinned.

Seeing this, the corners of Shen Qing's mouth curled up involuntarily, "Of course there is, but too much sugar isn't good for you, so be careful."

As expected, even people from ancient times couldn't resist carbonated drinks.

After ordering takeout, Shen Qing leaned back on the sofa and casually opened a forum.

"Question: What should I do if I picked up a girl from ancient times?"

After posting the thread, he glanced at Shen Qingtang, who was staring blankly because she couldn't read and had nothing to do. Had she spent her whole day like this?

The room was too quiet, so Shen Qing put down his phone and reached for the remote to turn on the TV.

"WANT TO BUY A CAR!! WHERE TO GO?! USED CARS..."

Having not watched TV for a long time, he didn't expect the first thing to be a deafening commercial.

The sudden noise startled Shen Qingtang; she sprang up instantly, her hand instinctively reaching for the saber at her waist.

"Who goes there?!"

"Uh, there's no one else. This is a TV, um... it's similar to a shadow puppet show, you know?"

Shen Qing hurriedly waved his hands, using the remote to turn it on and off to demonstrate how it worked.

Watching the screen flicker between black and bright, Shen Qingtang tilted her head slightly and pointed at the man selling cars on the screen, confused.

"This is a shadow puppet show? But clearly, there are people trapped inside, aren't there?"

"It's fake. It's just people acting, recorded and played back through this TV."

Shen Qing scratched his head; he couldn't explain the principles of a television either, "Anyway, that's how it is. You can get some modern information from it, or just use it to pass the time."

He handed the remote over and let Shen Qingtang try it herself.

Watching the constantly changing images, her eyes widened, filled with curiosity.

Seeing that she was occupied, Shen Qing picked up his phone again, which was already covered in annoying red notification dots.

"No picture, no truth. OP, post a photo!"

"Just here for the experience points."

"Isn't this a novel plot? Obviously, keep her as your wife! (doge)"

Seeing that there wasn't a single serious answer, the corners of Shen Qing's mouth twitched. He must have been sick to ask here; this generation of netizens was best at trolling.

Just as he was about to close the phone, a message popped up.

Su Xiaoxiao: "Something up?"

"I need a favor. I'll treat you to a big meal afterward. Help me buy some women's clothes."

"?"

"?????"

Su Xiaoxiao sent a string of question marks, "Why do you need women's clothes? Don't tell me you're planning to become a cross-dresser!"