Yun Tutu figured it out and suddenly burst into a mischievous laugh. If she could truly pull this off, then helping out another version of herself in a different world wouldn’t be a bad idea either.

They were all descendants of the Huaxia civilization. The sooner they stood atop the world, the sooner their ancestors could enjoy a peaceful life.

What would the ancestors need? An elixir of immortality? Well, she couldn’t get her hands on that. But surely, she couldn’t just deliver a world map on this trip alone.

Yun Tutu turned her head and happened to spot the sweet potato slices drying in her landlord’s yard. An idea began to form.

What an army needs most is food. Soldiers need to be well-fed to conquer new territories. Weapons would be important too, but those were out of her reach.

Time was tight, and the task was urgent. She could only try to bring as many useful items as possible for the ancestors this time around.

“Besides this transaction, will I have another chance?” This was crucial.

Songsong didn’t understand why Yun Tutu was so excited. She had so many doubts before and only thought about gathering items. This time, she hadn’t even crossed over yet and was already planning for the next trip.

“It’s the same as before. I can’t make that decision,” Songsong replied, giving the same answer as always, which was as good as no answer at all.

“Is there a time limit on this transaction?” Yun Tutu asked.

“Let me check…”

“There’s no specific time limit for now, but with my current energy, you can’t stay there too long.”

Yun Tutu thought carefully and realized this was true. In the Pingyang Marquis’ Mansion, she hadn’t stayed for more than two hours.

“That’s progress. At least it’s an improvement,” she said. The fact that the time had been extended was good news. Now that she had made a start, there would be more opportunities in the future.

What she needed most now was to gather supplies. She pulled out the gold ingots she hadn’t yet cleared out. “It’s safe to keep these at home, right?”

“You can always exchange them,” Songsong suggested, hoping to get a cut.

Yun Tutu paused in her actions. Considering that she had a lot of purchases to make, having cash on hand would give her more confidence. “Fine, exchange half of it.”

As soon as she finished speaking, half of the gold instantly vanished. “You’re quick,” she remarked.

Songsong, feeling a bit guilty, said nothing. It had to be quick; after all, it needed to fund its in-game purchases.

“Didn’t you say there could be upgrades?” Yun Tutu said, patting the motorbike. She had a lot to buy, and this wasn’t enough space.

“It’s just a map; you can hold it in your hand. Let’s finish the transaction first, and then we can talk about upgrades later. I’ll accumulate more energy, and maybe we can upgrade more,” Songsong suggested.

“That won’t do,” Yun Tutu said firmly. “We already agreed on this. Are you planning to go back on your word?”

“Don’t throw baseless accusations at me,” Songsong grumbled, though it was reluctantly. “Your room is too small. Maybe push the motorbike outside first?”

Yun Tutu’s spirits lifted. This meant it was agreeing. She hurriedly pushed the bike out into the courtyard, not bothering to retrieve the remaining gold ingots.

With anticipation, she watched the motorbike, her mind filled with images of different models, even imagining a big, imposing truck…

“What is this?” Yun Tutu exclaimed in disbelief, patting the newly added side compartments on the motorbike. “How much can these even hold?”

“Don’t underestimate them. Each compartment has a capacity of two cubic meters,” Songsong replied, feeling like it wanted to roll its eyes if it had them. What was Yun Tutu thinking earlier? A big rig? Was she planning to transport construction materials?

“I guess it’ll do,” Yun Tutu said with a hint of disdain, realizing she’d have to bring fewer items.

“By the way, can you exchange for…?”

“No.”

“But I didn’t even finish my sentence…”

“No need. It’s not possible. That’s not part of this transaction. I can only provide the map.”

“You’re really not flexible, are you?” Yun Tutu said, disappointed. “So, apart from the map, you won’t interfere with what I bring, right?”

“When have I ever interfered? As long as you’re capable, you can bring whatever you want. Just don’t forget our main task,” Songsong reminded her.

“Don’t worry, I won’t forget,” Yun Tutu assured. It wasn’t just the wish of “I Want to Give Up”; it was the heartfelt wish of many.

“Then let’s get on with it and do the task,” Songsong said, reluctantly shutting down the computer and urging her on.

“What about the stuff inside the bike?” Yun Tutu asked, worried about the gold ingots she hadn’t stored away yet. She regretted not clearing out the bike now that it had side compartments.

“It won’t get in the way. No one can open it but you,” Songsong reassured her.

“But it’s taking up space,” Yun Tutu insisted. She grabbed her backpack, stuffed the items inside, and shoved it under her bed.

Thinking of the backpack just now, she realized it could be a useful container for the trip.

Songsong, picking up on her thoughts, sneered and urged, “You’re just a small fry. No matter how much you bring, you won’t change an entire country.”

Yun Tutu raised an eyebrow but didn’t argue. Change doesn’t come by sheer quantity alone.

She hopped on her motorbike and sped off, surprising Songsong when she turned into a seed store. “What are you doing here? Seeds don’t fetch a high price. Even in an ancient world, agriculture is the foundation. Why don’t you stock up on skincare products like last time? The emperor’s harem is full of concubines—those could bring you a high profit.”

The more Yun Tutu benefited from these jobs, the more motivated she would be, just like with the gold she had earned earlier.

Yun Tutu ignored Songsong and asked the shopkeeper, “Do you have seeds here? I’d like to buy some.”

“Of course! If I don’t have them, you won’t find them anywhere else,” the shopkeeper, a middle-aged woman, replied with a smile as she stood up to serve. “Other shops sometimes get their supplies from me. Are you planning to grow something on your balcony? I’ve got flower seeds, and some vegetable seeds that are perfect for balcony gardening—over here.”

The shopkeeper sized up Yun Tutu. Young people often had whims, and she had seen plenty of customers who wanted to grow things on their balconies.

“No, I’m looking for high-yield staple crops—sweet potatoes, corn, potatoes. Do you have those?” Yun Tutu asked.

“Of course I do,” the shopkeeper replied. “What’s the occasion? Are you helping out your elders with some farming?”

It wasn’t an unreasonable assumption. After all, how many young people today would take an interest in farming?

“Yes, my family asked me to buy some,” Yun Tutu said as she took in the sight of the seed shop. She had chosen the largest store she could find. Besides the numerous shelves full of seeds, there was a row of books in the corner and a cabinet full of brochures.

Seeing Yun Tutu’s interest in the books, the shopkeeper pointed them out with a smile. “When you buy seeds, you might want to grab some of these books. They have detailed instructions on how to plant and care for them.”