Transmigrated as a Peasant Baby Who is Pampered by All-Chapter 257 - 209: Spatial Changes

In the darkness, it seemed there was a guide leading the entirety of Xiaomi’s consciousness as it drifted.

A light appeared ahead, awakening Xiaomi’s consciousness, and the entire space appeared in her mind.

She could feel that she was now above the space, with the entire space beneath her feet.

The space was vast, especially when viewed like this, capturing the entire panorama, making the enormity of the space even more palpable.

It’s not just the area that is large; the space is vast!

As long as she had the ability, she felt she could infinitely stack supplies high!

She was unsure how high she was, but the courtyard that had originally seemed spacious and large now appeared as a tiny model from a distance.

Only palm-sized.

How magical.

Before her amazement subsided, Xiaomi was surprised to find that the entire space had suddenly changed.

The previously static white mist enclosing the space began to surge, then dispersed.

The space was shrouded in white mist, even isolating Xiaomi’s consciousness, preventing her from seeing the situation below.

Not only that, but she found she couldn’t leave this place.

Fortunately, it was nighttime, and everyone was asleep; if she suddenly fell into a deep sleep during the day, it would have frightened her family.

Since she couldn’t leave, Xiaomi simply decided to stay in the space calmly, pondering what on earth was happening.

She could feel the space was undergoing changes, and her heart was full of anticipation.

She had been farming in the space for several years and had vaguely sensed that growing crops seemed to restore the space’s consciousness, so she had been rather diligent over the years.

But a few more years had passed in the blink of an eye, and after waiting so long, finally, the space began to change.

With anticipation, Xiaomi was filled with interest even in the white mist surrounding her, controlling her consciousness to dart back and forth within it.

It’s unknown how much time passed; it seemed as if time had stopped flowing at this moment, and Xiaomi went from initial excitement and anticipation to utter boredom.

According to her senses, at least a day had passed.

Yet she could still feel the outside world; if she concentrated, she could vaguely perceive the steady breathing of her second sister.

Indicating that it was still night outside, time in the outside world hadn’t progressed much.

Xiaomi even began to wonder if her own sense had been wrong, or if time within the space was accelerating?

She was eagerly anticipating, imagining that if time within the space sped up, she could harvest her crops more quickly in the future, couldn’t she?

Just thinking about it was exciting, wasn’t it!

In her space, she grew not just corn and peanuts but also apple and pear trees, as well as ginseng, Tianqi, and He Shou Wu!

The longer the medicinal herbs grow, the more valuable they become, especially ginseng; if it had a tenfold growth rate...

Right in the midst of her excited fantasies, she suddenly felt her body grow heavy, and she was plummeting rapidly.

The familiar sensation was exactly the same as when she first entered the space!

Damn! This trick again!

Xiaomi quickly let go of her consciousness, fixing herself in place just a half meter above the ground at the last moment before she hit.

She hadn’t expected that in the space, even as a consciousness, she’d experience such imbalance, would she?

"Master, you’re down."

A crisp voice suddenly sounded, jolting Xiaomi, causing her to fall to the ground with a ’thud’.

Though it wasn’t from a great height, she bumped her nose; it hurt, aching so much that tears came to her eyes.

"Why does the consciousness also feel pain? Shouldn’t it remain afloat?"

Xiaomi stood up, rubbing her nose, not even paying attention to who had spoken.

"Hehe, it’s because this is your subconscious, Master; because you subconsciously think falling would hurt, naturally it feels painful."

The voice rang out again, with a playful and cute tone.

Finally, Xiaomi stopped rubbing her nose and looked around, seeing nothing: "Who are you? Where are you?"

"I am the Artifact Spirit of the space; Master can call me Ling’er."

The voice came from all directions, making it impossible to discern the speaker’s location.

"Is that so, Ling’er? Can you show me what you look like?"

"Hehe, currently the space level is too low; Ling’er doesn’t have a body, and I can only exist within the entire space, without a specific appearance."