Chapter 2: Unprepared for Time Travel

  Also don't know how long, a tempting fragrance floated into Li Chong's nostrils. This fragrance was the most fatal temptation for Li Chong, and he suddenly opened his eyes to find himself back in that broken temple again.

  He was lying on a wooden table, with a familiar-colored animal skin under him. The wounds on his body were also bandaged, although they used tattered cloth, but it was clear that the technique was very professional and did not affect movement at all.

  A warm glow emanated from the edge of the table, bringing a hint of warmth. Through the flames, one could faintly see a sturdy figure, but this was not what caught Li Chong's attention. The incense burner suspended over the fire pit was like a magnet, drawing Li Chong's gaze to the bubbling meat broth inside.

  "You're awake!" The burly figure said without lifting his head, still intently stirring the meat soup in the censer.

  "Ah, thank you, big brother." Li Chong hastily expressed his gratitude. It was clear that this person had saved him and brought him back. After standing up and sitting down on the opposite side of the fire pit, he finally got a good look at the person's appearance.

  The lifesaver appeared to be in his thirties, with a mustache and long hair. His eyes sparkled under the flickering firelight, and a deep scar on his face made his originally fierce features look somewhat ferocious. He wore a fur-lined coat with an ancient style.

  "No need to thank me, it's what brothers are for." The big man's voice was very low and seemed to vibrate through the air.

  "Your own brother? Are you also working with Director Zhang?" Li Chong asked in surprise.

  Dahan hesitated for a moment and asked in surprise: "Which general is Commander Zhang under?"

  "Who's the commander? I don't recognize him, is he a new director? The world has produced many talents, what year is it now?" Li Chong hastily asked, apparently he had lost his memory for some time.

  The Grand Han looked at Li Chong with a puzzled expression, sizing him up and down before saying: "It is now the first year of Yonghan."

  "Year of Yonghan! Ancient, Three Kingdoms!" Li Chong felt his mind go blank for a long time before he regained his composure. As a modern person, Li Chong was not unfamiliar with the Three Kingdoms period. He had read Mr. Luo Guanzhong's "Romance of the Three Kingdoms" at least a dozen times. The year of Yonghan, 189 AD, was most famous for Dong Zhuo entering Luoyang and controlling the Eastern Han dynasty. Li Chong suddenly realized, "I've traveled through time! I've actually traveled through time!"

  Li Chong firmly believed in the words of Da Han. If it was indeed a traversal, then everything he had seen before - the city, the generals, even the wolves - all made sense. The only question was why that general wanted to kill him.

  Da Han looked at Li Chong's expression with interest, from confusion to shock, and then to excitement. He found it strange that this kid's expressions changed so quickly.

  Soon, Da Han saw Li Chong's expression change from excitement to indignation. At this time, Li Chong was secretly complaining to heaven, what? Is he a child born out of wedlock? After crossing over, why didn't he get any benefits? Space ring, old man's ring, divine artifact, aura, internal energy, light brain, special ability, why doesn't he have any of these?

  But then Da Han saw Li Chong's expression change from anger to despair.

  At the beginning of the Three Kingdoms, China had a population of over 50 million. However, by the late Three Kingdoms period, the population had drastically decreased to around 7 million. Including those who were hiding, there were at most 10 million people left. This means that out of every ten people, seven or eight would die. Li thought about this and felt a chill run down his spine. Crossing over into a chaotic world wasn't sad; not having an external hang-up was the sadness of crossing over.

  "Grandpa, you've really made me suffer!" Li Chong said with a sigh of resentment.

  Seeing the confusion on Da Han's face, Li Chong didn't care about being familiar or not and began to tell his story. He tried to minimize modern vocabulary and said: "This old brother, my family originally had a martial art tradition passed down from generation to generation. My grandfather was skilled in archery and horsemanship. I liked martial arts very much and followed my grandfather to learn martial arts since I was young."

  The big man nodded his head, smiled and said: "I can see that you're quite capable of killing a hungry wolf with your bare hands, which is already very good. Otherwise, it would have been the wolf eating you." As he spoke, the big man pointed to the pieces of meat in the incense burner.

  "But in fact, my grandfather didn't teach me real martial arts. If he had, I wouldn't be in such a sorry state now. In today's world, you need some self-defense skills... Alas!" Li sighed and said.

  Li Chong didn't tell the truth, in fact Li Chong's grandfather was indeed a martial artist, according to his own words he learned from the national martial arts master Sun Lutang. Li Chong thought that his grandfather was bragging, after all the glory of the Martial God is too dazzling, who wouldn't want to bask in it? However, Grandpa Li did have some real martial skills, Li Chong had personally seen him shatter a green stone the size of a tofu with just one palm.

  So from the age of sixteen, Li Chong began to stand still under his grandfather's guidance. Standing still requires feeling a hot air rising from the tailbone to the top of the head, commonly known as refining essence and transforming energy. Unfortunately, after two years of hard practice, Li Chong still couldn't find the feeling his grandfather had mentioned.

  At this time, Li Chong's mother finally found an opportunity and immediately made an excuse to let Li Chong focus on his studies. In her eyes, taking the university entrance exam was the only way to success, while practicing martial arts was a waste of energy with no practical use, at most it could be used to become someone else's bodyguard, which also came with life-threatening risks.

  Mrs. Li's greatest wish is that Li will be admitted to a key university like Tsinghua or Peking University, and after graduation, he will become a civil servant or white-collar worker, marry a beautiful wife, and then wait for his grandchildren...

  Li Chong's IQ is obviously much lower than what his mother expected. Forget about Tsinghua and Peking University, Li Chong can't even get into an ordinary university. If it weren't for his athletic ability and the sports quota, he would have slipped into a third-rate school, and his mother's expectations would have been shattered immediately.

  But the result is almost the same, Li Chong's employment problem after graduation is the same as many college students... Hehe, graduation is equivalent to unemployment.

  "Haven't even asked for the respected surname and great name of the lifesaver, yet I've been complaining." Li Chong asked with a apologetic face.

  Dahan hesitated for a moment before saying: "My name is Guan Hai, the same Guan Hai who failed to conquer Beihai."

  "You're Yellow Turban Bandit!" Li Da shouted loudly.

  "Do you know me?" the big man asked.

  Li Zhong's heart skipped a beat, but he still replied calmly: "Of course I know, aren't you the leader of the Yellow Turbans? I have great admiration for you."

  Li Chong was surprised that it wasn't the name of a great Han, Luo Guanzhong also had this person named Guan Hai in Romance of the Three Kingdoms, however in Romance of the Three Kingdoms, Guan Hai was beheaded by Wu Sheng Guan Yu when attacking Beihai.

  The person in front of him is still alive, which makes Li Chong feel indignant and think to himself: "Luo Dada, you're trying to make Guan Yu look good by writing a living person dead. I must say, I'm impressed. Isn't this misleading the audience?"

  Besides, the time is also wrong. Guan Yu's attack on Bei Hai should be around 193 AD, but now it's only 189 AD. What's going on? Did history go wrong? It must be so.

  After some thought, Li Chong felt that it was normal. According to the Records of the Three Kingdoms, Guan Yu led tens of thousands of soldiers and horses to attack Beihai, which is clearly unlikely. What did these tens of thousands of people eat and drink during the three or four years after the Yellow Turbans failed? Where did they hide? It's impossible for them to disappear without a trace and then suddenly appear to attack Beihai, which goes against common sense.

  At this time, Guan Hai smiled and said: "Everyone is a disciple of Da Xianliang, it's not worth mentioning the word 'admiration'."

  Li Chong smiled and said: "I really am not a follower of General Tian Gong."

  "Aren't you one of the Yellow Turbans?" Guan Hai obviously didn't believe Li Chong's words, but this was also to be expected. Since Zhang Jiao's death, the Taiping Sect had fallen apart and disintegrated, and those who claimed to be followers of the sect hadn't fared well either. The various provincial governors hated the Yellow Turbans with a passion and pursued them relentlessly, sparing no effort.

  Thinking of this, Guan Hai couldn't help but feel a bit disheartened and cold. He pointed at Li Chong and said with a bitter smile: "Since you don't acknowledge yourself as a disciple of Da Xianliang, then change your attire."

  Li Chong was taken aback, and only when he looked at his own costume did he understand why Guan Hai said that. It's likely that the director did it for aesthetic reasons, as Li Chong's fake leather armor on the outside was indeed tied with yellow cloth. What bad luck! Li Chong finally knew why that general shot him with an arrow as soon as they met, this was truly being hit while lying down.

  Ji Li Zhong is not a member of the Yellow Turbans, Guan Hai doesn't bother to pay attention to him and starts to lower his head to poke at the fire.

  Li Chong had nothing to say, he just wrapped his wolf skin tightly around him and stared blankly.

  Guan Hai added some dry firewood to the fire, took out a small knife from his bosom, picked up two wooden sticks, and carved himself a pair of chopsticks. He then handed the small knife over.

  Li Zhongdao thanked him and took the small knife without saying a word, also picked up two twigs to make chopsticks for himself.

  At this time, Li was deeply troubled and did not know where he should go or how to survive in this chaotic world.

  "After a long wait, Guan Hai finally spoke up: 'The meat is done, let's eat. It's fate that we met, and I haven't even asked your name yet.'"

  "My name is Li Chong... style Zi Hui, a man of Bianzhou." Li Chong casually gave himself a courtesy name.

  Guan Hai chewed on wolf meat while saying: "Li Zihui, I didn't expect that Brother Li would have such good writing skills. It seems like it's also due to your family background!"

  In ancient times, people with status paid more attention to words, and names were not commonly used as forms of address. Moreover, they often carried derogatory connotations. For example, Cao Cao was close to Yuan Shao, so he addressed him as "Benchu Brother". On the other hand, he had a bad relationship with Yuan Shu, so he frequently called him by his name directly.

  "It's a family tradition, I suppose!" Li Zhong said with extreme shamelessness in his heart. His old man had even attended university, and if he were born in this era, he would be a student of the Imperial Academy.

  Guan Hai saw Li Zhongyu nodding in agreement, and with some interest and a serious tone, asked: "Then let's hear your views on our Yellow Turban soldiers. Don't worry, just speak freely."

  "Huangjin... Cheng Wang defeated the bandits, what's there to say." Li Chong thought for a moment, in the Romance of the Three Kingdoms, Huangjin was not introduced much, the people who came out were just adding military achievements to the main characters, and could only vaguely say.

  "Cheng Wang defeated the bandits! Cheng Wang defeated the bandits!" Guan Hai muttered to himself, suddenly slapping his thigh and laughing brightly: "What a great phrase 'Cheng Wang defeated the bandits' indeed! But is our Great Sage Equal of Heaven a bandit? Is the court of the Great Han Dynasty necessarily a king? Chen Sheng, the King, once said: Are kings, nobles, generals, and ministers born to be so? If that's the case, then I... Our Yellow Turban followers still have hundreds of thousands in various places, it's not impossible..."