Transmigration: I Have Storage Space in the Apocalypse

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Fortunately, Xie Jingchen had a Rongwei Certificate; as soon as they returned to the town, he headed straight for the inn, took good care of Yan Jinsu after she lay down, and then busied himself with various tasks.

To avoid startling the snake by hitting the grass, Xie Jingchen didn’t even make a phone call back to the military, let alone to his hometown. Even the Rongwei Certificate he showed was fake [reserved for missions, the information was real].

Even when Xie Jingchen and Yan Jinsu appeared in public looking a bit haggard, the fact that he held a Rongwei Certificate, combined with his upright nature and his unadorned military attire, made it unlikely that others would recognize them.

Moreover, this place was just an ordinary remote town; as evening approached, the neighboring households had all gone home, and the streets were practically empty, inhabited only by a few stray cats. No one would take notice of a couple that seemed to blend into the night’s shadows.

Xie Jingchen used the reason that his wife was ill, and given that Yan Jinsu truly did have a feverish red face, he achieved his goal of sharing a room with her as a couple.

Although the room was not large, fortunately, it was equipped with a small bathroom, making it the only room in the inn with complete amenities.

There was no helping it; Xie Jingchen didn’t look like an ordinary member of the military, and Yan Jinsu, despite her illness, still had delicate features that were clearly visible, not at all resembling someone from a simple family.

And now, all the inns were state-operated. Seeing this situation, out of respect for the military, of course, the best room was offered to Xie Jingchen.

Perhaps he was a VIP. The sister handling the keys murmured in her heart: This couple is too good-looking, with a dashing man and a pretty woman, which made it hard for anyone to underestimate them.