Chapter 1 - Muyang. (1/2)

Chapter 1 – Muyang.

It is said that danger is always accompanied by opportunity, just like a big bowl of chicken soup fed to practitioners in the framework of success. Muyang had reasons to believe that he would die sooner or later from the chicken soup because the “danger” in his body had been clearly shown.

Muyang was an electrician, the kind that operated high-voltage power, and it could be said that he didn’t like his job. The salary wasn’t bad; he could consider himself as the “high-income group” in the eyes of others; it’s just that no one knew how hard this job was.

The country had been experiencing heavy snowfall lately, and many power grids located in mountainous areas had been the target. Early this morning, Muyang’s team was instructed to immediately made emergency repairs to one of the power grid that had been covered by snow in the mountains. There was no way he could refuse this job. Once the instruction came out, they had to be in place, so Muyang and his team rushed to the mountain and ready to devote themselves to the intense repair.

He climbed the tower with his workmates to get on the insulator strings and do the last stage of unblocking. On the freezing cold high-voltage tower, hunting cold wind sweeping like goose feather. And the snow roared, blowing on the face as if the knife had cut the face with a great force, made every movement became harder and required a lot of physical exertion.

Muyang waved his sore arms and took off his frosty mask to catch his breath when suddenly a strong gust of wind came. Muyang’s feet became airborne as he fell downwards under the effect of gravity.

The sharp angle iron cut off the safety harness and seat belt attached to his body. Even with double safety, he couldn’t withstand the call of death. The whole world began to spin, and the moment his consciousness disappeared, a thousand images from his childhood flashed through his mind.

…….

Dark, cold, and isolated, this was a monotonous and desperate place. With sharp, piercing pain running through the nerves, making people reluctant to stay here for a moment.

Suddenly, bright light like a cobweb ripped through the sky, and Muyang woke up from his sleep.

“What is this place?”

Muyang suddenly woke up, pressed his forehead, and sat up only to find himself lying on a spacious wooden plank bed, covered with a thin blanket of inferior fabric, rough like sackcloth, and very uncomfortable.

It was a small cabin, a room with more than a dozen square feet wide. Inside the room was very simple living furniture such as tables, chairs, and bed cabinets. The white walls were untouched, and the exposed wooden pillar beams were looking primitive. Of course, no electrification equipment was found!

Then, some kind of calendar caught his attention, and when he looked at the year and month, he was frozen.

A year he had never seen before!

‘Wait a minute. Obviously, I fell off the tower, so I should be in the hospital, but why am I here?’ With his many years of experience reading novels, the possibility of crossing over in such a situation was extremely high. Moreover, when he observed his surroundings, it looked like he had traveled to a world with underdeveloped technology.

As he gently patted his chest with his hand, he realized that his hand was small, and so were his arms and legs. That’s right; his body had shrunk down; he looked like he was only twelve or thirteen. If there was any doubt before, he was now 100% sure that he had crossed over!

Thinking back at the countless crossover novels he had read before, a scene flashed through his mind like a movie. The joyful sense full of anticipation of a majestic and murderous protagonist didn’t appear, and his heart was left with nothing but confusion.

‘Surrounded by empty walls, this deployment doesn’t seem to be what I thought it would be!’

…….

Just when Muyang was immersed in his thoughts, a creak was heard, the wooden door opened, and a black shadow flew in from outside the room like a squirrel. In a blink of an eye, the shadow was right in front of Muyang. He only saw a blur, and before he could react, his hand was held by another cold and delicate tiny hand.

“Senior brother, finally you’re awake, my father and I have been worried sick.” A sweet voice filled with joy was heard.

Soon, a delicate little face leaned in front of Muyang.

She was an adorable girl with dark green hair that was slightly curl; the length of her hair was just above her ear flaps. She looked delicate and lovely with a ribbon tided up at the end of her hair. Her fair face was small, and the eyebrows were curved like willow leaves. Her two turquoise green pupil eyes were fluttering and full of spirit. She looked young, probably only eleven or twelve years old.

“Baby…”

Muyang looked at the girl in front of him as he blurted out her nickname. But, as soon as he finished speaking, he was stunned. Who was this girl, and why did he call her “baby”?

Muyang frowned, his subconscious seemed to know the girl in front of him, could it be the memory of this body itself?

Mexia’s small mouth curled up in dissatisfaction when she heard Muyang called her, “Senior brother, I told you not to call someone by their nicknames. Why did you do that again?”

“Um…sorry!”

Muyang apologized, but a cloud of doubt surfaced in his heart, he needed to take some time to gather his thoughts properly.

“Senior brother, is your body alright?”

Seeing that Muyang didn’t respond for a while, Mexia exclaimed again worriedly. Her whole body was leaning over at the edge of the bed, and her little face looked at him with great concern.

“I’m fine, just a little dizzy…”

Muyang waved his hand, not knowing what to say. Luckily, the little girl in front of him didn’t seem to think much about it; she was easily brushed off by Muyang’s fabricated reason.