[Cultural Relics Refined + Time Travel + Ancient Battlefield]
In the museum restoration room at three o'clock in the morning, Shen Zhiwei stared at the bronze Gui in a daze - for the thirty-third time, she saw the incomplete Taotie pattern automatically restored.
The next second, the bronze buzzed and the lights suddenly dimmed. When she was dragged into the space-time rift by the giant iron-clad hand, she only heard the scream of the little spirit in the celadon bottle: "Remember to bring potato chips to pay the toll!"
When he opened his eyes again, the smell of blood and wind and snow hit his face. She fell on the snowy battlefield wearing a white coat, with a bronze mark on her wrist and a hot bronze wine flask in her hand. The general Xuanjia who rescued her had a ferocious arrow scar on his left cheek. He was holding the enemy general's head with his spear, but when he turned around, he hid the band-aid wrapper in his armor.
"Take this wine bottle and don't let Manager Cui see it."
After being dragged into the "Zhaoning Beijiang Camp", the celadon spirit in the pot commanded her: "Exchange the 'magic patch' (Band-Aid) for military rations!"
Quartermaster Cui Yan's eyes were indeed bright: "Girl, there is food from heaven? Enough for winter clothes and heating pipes!"
When General Xiao led the enemy leader back to camp, his eyes passed over the gluttonous lines on her wrists, and then fell on her hands where she was applying band-aids to the wounded soldiers. Shen Zhiwei suddenly understood: How can this be time travel? They were tricked into ancient times by cultural relics to engage in "restoration + battlefield support"!
Celadon Jing gnawed on the potato chips: "Stupid! His ancestral wine jug has recognized you, haven't you noticed yet?"
