The tropical region without winter, even though it’s already the twelfth lunar month, the weather remains very hot.

Last night, Lin Wanwan slept in the small wooden cabin. She lit mosquito coils and used an integrated lazy person’s mosquito net from her hiking backpack, so she wasn’t bothered by mosquitoes.

The mosquitoes from fourteen hundred years ago, in the small wooden cabin, had no resistance against the mosquito coil from the future and perished one after another.

Even though Lin Wanwan had the wooden window propped open, the mosquitoes outside dared not fly into the room. They smelled the scent wafting from the window and fled far away.

Since Lin Wanwan crossed over in the master bedroom of the hotel where she fell asleep, naturally, she brought a latex pillow from the hotel and a cool and comfortable cowhide mat.

Overall, the sleeping conditions last night weren’t too bad. The hard bedboard wasn’t considered harsh conditions for Lin Wanwan, as she didn’t like excessively soft bedding like a Simmons mattress.

She was woken up in the morning not by an alarm, but by the sounds of birds and flowers outside the window, and the gentle morning light passing through the window grille.

The only downside is there’s no electricity here, so she couldn’t turn on the air conditioning, making it somewhat hot during sleep.

When Lin Wanwan woke up, she wasn’t in a hurry to return modern items like the latex pillow to the modern world.

After all, she’s established a persona of a deity for herself, so anything appearing around her out of the blue wouldn’t cause much surprise.

Last night, two villagers took it upon themselves to guard the yard for Lin Wanwan at night.

After a display of "magic" and distributing food, Lin Wanwan’s prestige in the village soared, becoming a deity admired by all.

She stretched lazily and walked to the window, breathing in the fresh air from outside.

Air unpolluted really does smell pleasant!

Ancient times, except for the lack of human rights, are exceedingly suitable for survival. Clean water and food, a sky without smog — it’s simply paradise.

Standing by the window lost in thought for a moment, Lin Wanwan returned to her senses, opened the Space-Time Gate, and moved the latex pillow and cowhide mat back to the modern bed.

Having comfortably slept for eight hours in ancient times, only two hours passed here in modern times.

Lin Wanwan went to the bathroom to freshen up and changed into a lightweight and convenient Hu dress, still wearing those special boots.

Although it’s hot in this tropical place, wearing boots is a bit stuffy, but safety comes first!

With these boots on, Lin Wanwan isn’t afraid to cut and tread through obstacles, nor to step on anything strange; these boots are like a layer of armor for her.

Besides the boots, Lin Wanwan also wore a stab-proof vest, cool and breathable, not stuffy at all, and very safe, quite similar to the Soft Hedgehog Armor in martial arts novels, custom-made by Madam Lu especially for her and Lu Shouyue.

Recently, news reported of a couple mysteriously dying in a hotel while vacationing on an overseas island, and the local police concluded they had killed each other, causing many travelers to be wary.

Madam Lu is most concerned about Lu Shouyue’s safety, having experienced wartime chaos and threats of kidnapping by Hong Kong Island fugitives to wealthy individuals, her sense of precaution is very strong.

Honestly, before Madam Lu gifted this vest, Lin Wanwan didn’t know such a good thing existed.

Later, she casually looked it up online and found lots of military hobby shops specializing in these. A stab-proof vest costs from fifteen hundred to several ten thousand, depending mainly on material and brand.

Lin Wanwan ordered dozens of custom ones from a shop with a high cost-performance ratio, planning to bring them back to Mao County once they arrive.

Nowadays, as long as you’re willing to spend money, almost any niche product can be bought, even bulletproof vests.

However, bulletproof vests are too thick and uncomfortable, for daily use, stab-proof vests are more practical, being lightweight, cool, soft, and can be worn close to the body.

In the space-time of the Great Tang, as long as you’re not targeted by a Divine Archer or a crossbow arrow, ordinary stray arrows can be dealt with using a stab-proof vest.

Lin Wanwan doesn’t wear this vest in modern times; how can Lion City be anything but one of the safest cities globally? She’s too lazy to wear it unnecessarily.

But fourteen hundred years ago in Lion City, it’s different.

On this small island of this space-time, there are too many people firing stray arrows; she can’t afford to be careless, lest she be caught off guard.

After preparing her attire, Lin Wanwan again traveled through time to ancient times.

From an air-conditioned room to another space, it’s truly hot, especially since Lin Wanwan is now wearing three layers of clothing.

An undergarment, a stab-proof vest, and a silk Hu dress — with long sleeves, too.

In fact, the people here usually wear short sleeves and shorts; the year-round hot weather makes it hard for them to maintain the clothing customs of the Great Tang. 𝒇𝒓𝙚𝒆𝔀𝓮𝓫𝒏𝓸𝙫𝓮𝓵.𝓬𝙤𝙢

When Lin Wanwan walked out of the small wooden cabin, there were still two dozing people sitting on the wooden floor of the corridor.

As soon as her footsteps sounded, the two were startled awake, quickly rubbed their faces, and stood up.

The two looked at Lin Wanwan and smiled respectfully and ingratiatingly: "Sacrificial Spirit, you’re awake?"

Lin Wanwan nodded and said politely: "Thank you for your hard work last night."

They proactively stood watch for Lin Wanwan last night, so she let them be, lighting a stick of Li brand sandalwood-type mosquito coil nearby, the kind with its own mosquito coil tray.

"It’s no trouble, no trouble at all, serving Sacrificial Spirit is our honor," the two said, vying to respond.

This is indeed their heartfelt words, after all, who wouldn’t worship her after witnessing Lin Wanwan’s summoning of the Fire Phoenix?

Especially ancient people, who were very reverent toward spirits and gods, having never received atheistic education.

It’s not exaggerated to say that even among modern Southern people raised on atheism, many are superstitious.

Those "Masters" and Feng Shui Masters have a very good market in Southern China and Southeast Asia.

The business wars on TV are thrilling battles of wits, while real-world business wars involve bribing janitors to scald the competitor’s money tree with hot water or replacing their God of Wealth statue.

Reality is just so absurdly funny, even more so than novels and TV dramas.

During the craze of certain cults sweeping the nation, there were too many people practicing exercises in rural areas, swearing their master walked off the "portrait" to personally teach them.

With just MLM and brainwashing techniques, one can recruit many followers.

Right now, Lin Wanwan has the real Space-Time Gate, a magical thing, plus the fireworks with a Fire Phoenix, which hadn’t appeared even in the Great Tang!

She even made rice and meat magically appear in the small wooden cabin!

Not leaving these people amazed would be peculiar.

Today, Lin Wanwan plans to take the strong men from the village and go out to conquer the surrounding villages.

There are nearly two hundred able-bodied adults in the village, taking hoes or wooden sticks from home, they’re at least a militia team.

The first village Lin Wanwan plans to raid is the one where the prisoners were captured yesterday.

Last night, she performed magic tricks, surely this prisoner saw it clearly. Not only him, everyone within a hundred miles must have seen it.

Now, Lin Wanwan is poised to spread her teachings and recruit followers; it shouldn’t be a difficult task.