novelSusiti Chapter 1 Crossing
Chapter 1 Crossing
Chapter One: The life of a car mechanic abruptly ends.
In the last moment before Gao Huaiyi lost consciousness, she could still hear the roaring noise of the machines in the auto repair shop.
He lived for over twenty years, and his whole life he was a down-to-earth, honest, and ordinary car mechanic.
Every day he works around engines, tires, chassis, and wiring, his hands are always covered in grease, and years of bending over to work have left him with a lot of back pain. He has no great wealth or extraordinary skills, he lives a simple life, working from sunrise to sunset, supporting his family with his car repair skills.
In my previous life, I wasn't extremely wealthy, but I was never short of food or drink.
If you want to eat pork, beef, chicken, duck, or fish, you can buy it anytime you go to the street; when you're hungry, there's rice, steamed buns, noodles, and snacks and drinks all the time; there's heating in winter and cool breeze in summer, so you don't have to go hungry, suffer from hunger, or worry about having a single bite to eat. When you're tired, you can rest; when you crave meat, you can eat it. Life is ordinary, stable, simple, and reassuring.
He had his own family, a familiar hometown, colleagues he worked with, and everything he had grown up with. He thought he would spend his life as a car mechanic, living a quiet and uneventful life.
No one expected the accident to happen so suddenly.
Whether it was due to long-term overwork or a sudden change, a violent dizziness struck, and everything went black before my eyes, plunging the world into complete darkness.
Consciousness sank into the boundless chaos.
The familiar wrenches, engine oil, repair shops, passing vehicles, modern buildings, and convenient living... all have gradually faded away and can no longer be touched.
He thought he had just taken a nap.
But when I opened my eyes again, the whole world had changed.
My head was throbbing, and my bones felt like they had been taken apart and put back together, causing unbearable pain.
Gao Huaiyi struggled to open his heavy eyelids, and the pungent smell of earth, rotting hay, and cheap firewood hit him, making him cough a few times.
What I saw was neither a hospital ward nor the familiar rental apartment or auto repair shop.
All around were low, dilapidated mud-brick houses with cracked walls that let in drafts. A few sparse clumps of dry grass clung to the roofs, and the corners of the walls were blackened and moldy. The ground was compacted yellow mud, rough and cold. He was covered with a thin, stiff, musty-smelling old cotton quilt, its rough fabric chafing his skin. Only an oil lamp illuminated the entire room.
Strange and chaotic memories flooded his mind like a tidal wave, forcibly squeezing into the depths of his soul.
He froze, his body stiffened, and his heart sank.
He crossed.
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The soul transmigrated to the difficult 1960s, a time of extreme scarcity of resources, widespread hunger, and a situation where every household struggled to get enough to eat.
The original owner shared the same name as him, Gao Huaiyi.
Not long ago, we were starving and our stomachs were growling. We were so hungry that we thought we'd go up the mountain to find some wild fruits and vegetables, and maybe catch a small game to satisfy our cravings and have a good meat meal. But we were so hungry that we were too weak to walk. We slipped and fell hard down the steep cliff. We were seriously injured and fell into a coma. We died.
He, from the modern era and a car mechanic who had spent his entire life working, took over this thin, hungry, and malnourished body at this moment and was given a second chance at life.
In just a few seconds, Gao Huaiyi completely digested all the information, leaving him with only boundless bewilderment, shock, and an unbearable sense of resistance.
In his previous life, he was just an ordinary car mechanic. But no matter how ordinary he was, he never got so hungry that he was dizzy and had to risk going up the mountain to find food.
They had staple food at every meal, and could eat meat to their heart's content from time to time. They had plenty of oil and fat, and did not have to endure the hardships of famine.
But this life is different.
This was the 1960s, a time of food and oil shortages, when grain was more precious than gold.
Everyone in the village was emaciated and pale, and no one was getting enough to eat. Fine grains and white flour were extremely rare, and fatty meat was a rare treat throughout the year. Every household tightened their belts to make ends meet, and wild vegetables, coarse grain porridge, and thin soup were their daily diet.
The thought of possibly going hungry every day and never being able to eat the meat he longed for made Gao Huaiyi feel a pang of sadness.
He loves eating meat more than anything in his life; he can't live without it.
Working in auto repair is physically demanding, so you need to eat meat every day to replenish your body. But here, let alone a big piece of braised pork, even a tiny bit of oil or a hint of meat flavor has become a luxury.
The huge drop in expectations hit him hard.
Resentment, helplessness, confusion, and conflict instantly filled his heart.
He didn't want to stay in this impoverished, backward, hungry, and hopeless era.
He missed his simple, ordinary modern life, missed the hand oil, missed the meals he could buy anytime, and missed the relatives from his previous life whom he could never see again.
Lonely and helpless, unfamiliar and terrified.
Just as Gao Huaiyi was feeling extremely agitated and his mind was in turmoil, he kept recalling his life as a car mechanic in his previous life.
He subconsciously raised his hand to prop himself up and sit up, and in a flash of inspiration, a cool sensation suddenly ran through the depths of his mind.
Suddenly, a flash of light appeared before his eyes, and a mysterious, isolated world appeared out of thin air in his consciousness.
Gao Huaiyi was instantly stunned, his face filled with disbelief, and his heart was filled with ecstatic joy.
The portable space that only appears in time-travel novels has actually been activated and awakened by him!
He suppressed his pounding heart and, with a thought, instantly entered this independent space.
As soon as he stepped inside, he saw the whole picture.
Beneath my feet lies a vast expanse of fertile, dark, and incredibly soft top-quality black soil. It is perfectly orderly, roughly five acres in size, and the land is exceptionally fertile, clearly a land where anything can yield a bountiful harvest.
Beside the black soil, there is a huge circular pool of flowing water, fifty meters in diameter. The water is clear and bright, sweet and clean, and the source is inexhaustible, never drying up.
Gao Huaiyi stood in the space, his heart filled with excitement.
It was during the most difficult famine years of the 1960s, when every family was short of food and everyone was starving. They ate thin porridge and vegetables every day. He was hungry every day and longed to eat a bite of meat.
Now that we have such a large tract of fertile land and such a water source, we can quietly cultivate the land, plant grains and vegetables, raise poultry, and after the harvest, we can secretly take the harvest outside to exchange for coarse grains, fine grains, meat, oil, cloth and various scarce resources, and slowly improve our family's poor and difficult life.
Just thinking about not having to go hungry in the future, and not having to watch his parents scrimp and save every day and suffer, filled Gao Huaiyi's heart with hope.
He tried to control the space with his mind, randomly storing and taking out small items around him to confirm that this space belonged only to him and that no one else could see or notice it.
He had just discovered the space and was filled with the joy of the fertile fields and flowing water, so he didn't have time to explore its deeper mysteries.
The surprise came quickly, but after the initial elation, there was more heartache and helplessness.
No matter how good the space, how fertile the fields, or how abundant the water source, it was still empty at this moment. There were no seeds, no grains, no meat, and nothing that could immediately satisfy hunger or cravings.
He was still starving, craving meat like crazy, and still living in the most difficult period of the famine in the 1960s.
In these tense times, with tight security, any slight abnormality would arouse suspicion. He dared not reveal even the slightest bit of his cheat ability, nor dared to use his spatial abilities casually. He could only keep this biggest secret firmly hidden, keeping it to himself and having no one to tell.
The night was deep and quiet, and the earthen house was completely silent.
Gao Huaiyi lay alone on the dilapidated earthen bed, and couldn't help but miss his previous life again.
I miss the peaceful and stable life of modern times where I don't have to go hungry, I miss the auto repair skills I've worked in for many years, I miss the meals with plenty of meat and fish that I can buy anytime, and I miss the family and friends from my past life that I can never see again.
In his previous life, he was an ordinary person with his hands always covered in engine oil and grease. He did heavy physical work repairing cars and was able to eat and drink his fill every day, often indulging in meat.
But looking back now, that ordinary and mundane life was a paradise he could never return to.
The more I think about the past, the more bitter and painful it feels.
The more she compared it to her current life of eating bland food and enduring hunger, the harder it was for her to accept the cruel reality of her time travel.
My heart was filled with resentment, confusion, and helplessness. I couldn't integrate into this impoverished and difficult era anytime soon. Only the thought of my personal space gave me the confidence to face the hardships and tribulations to come.