Ch. 2 Story and Pocket Dimension

I'm sitting at the pear tree overlooking the house, I'm quietly appreciating the scenery when in my peripheral vision I saw someone come out outside the house. He is wearing a blue robe and white trousers. Holding a hoe.

"hey" I shouted at him but it looks like he can't hear me,

Climbing down the tree, I decided to walk up to him asking what he is doing in here when he just continue tilling the garden. Wait, why is the garden like that? Not a plant on sight, just plain dirt. Am i dreaming?

When i decided to poke the man who looks like me minus the white hair, his is black or he looks like this body, my hand just pass through making me confirmed that I am currently dreaming the life of the previous owner of this place. I watch how he cares for the garden, how he planted the trees, making them taller and taller by the minute, how he clears the land outside the sleeping quarters—the door which i thought leads to the outhouse is another garden?

How he plants things i don't know, gather them, put them in a cauldron, makes them pill and sells them on city down this place. I've read too much fantasy novel now so i realised he is an alchemist, then I'm alchemist to? I watch how he goes out, comes home again either bringing an herb or a recipe and planting or putting it in his collection, then he just disappears for many years before appearing again still on his young appearance but this time his body is full of wounds, faces so pales, his hair turned white.

He lays on top of the stone beside the lake, looking at the house, longing to go there but he can't anymore dying of poison. Then I saw that he stirs again but this time, another soul is now on the body, how he cleaned his body on the lake, start trekking up but instead of going in, he knocked one of the tree, finding it hollow, he pry it open using a knife, getting a black object, putting it on his chest, making a small wound then how the object started to assimilate itself towards his skin when a enrage giant boar attacked him at the back, making him fall down the cliff then he transmigrate.

And that's when he wakes up finding it as morning already. While raising up he became flabbergasted when the memory of the previous owner pours into his mind. Both of them is a master, one an alchemist and the man who died while falling is poison master. But the memory that he inherited is like a selected memory, on how they cultivate, a basic summary of this world and just recipes.

"what a dog shit luck you have" he mutters before looking at his chest, their lays a tattoo resembling the shape of a pill but had an inscription written unto it but to small to read.

He just touched it out of curiosity when he suddenly found himself standing in a grass where everything the eye could see is all just a flat green grass land.

"A pocket dimension?" he question before surveying his surroundings again. He can feel the warmth of the sun yet there is no sun on sight, a gentle whiff of a breeze yet the grass never moved.

He decided to tap the poison master but he found nothing. the man only know the place he should get it and how he would bind it to his body, he only knows that the owner of this pocket dimension would become powerful, powerful enough to grant immortality if he is an alchemist or powerful enough to cause a sudden death if he is a poison master.

He stays in there for an hour before going out, he doesn't know how the pocket dimensions works so he just decided to first study it before going outside to the herbal garden looking if the plants are still there.

Opening the door, the garden looks the same when he sees it in his dream, a small hoe and fork lying in the corner. In here, it looks like the time pause, there is no sign of neglect, everything is as it is, you can't even see a single weeds like everyday a person would come here and tends to the plant.

With the memories of the alchemist, he loosened the wooden floor, putting his hand in, trying to find a spatial ring where he stores all the books, recipes, many pills, money and even a cauldron. A must have of an alchemist.

He dropped his blood to the ring for ownership before tying it on his neck. He knows that a spatial ring is extremely rare so for safety purposes, he decided to hide it.

He wants to start reading the books when his stomach grumbled cue for him to start cooking. He just cook fried rice with egg and minced beef before remembering his food.

The City is exactly 2 hours from the house so he decided to go down and buy some food before immersing himself in close door cultivation.

The city is not that big per see but because it is surrounded by a forest and a sea it has many choices of fresh meats and fish. I try putting one stalk of celery on the dimensions and it doesn't wilt so i figures that i would put my purchase in it then the meat and fish would stay fresh.

"Do you know where i can buy jars and furniture in here?" I ask the vendor after paying my purchases.

"The biggest store is right in the corner, just look for the Zhang clan store and merchandise. They have different options in there."

Like the vendor said, i found the store right on the corner. It is bustling in life where merchant go to and fro trading their wares, it almost looks like a trading center not a store.

After an hour of just wandering off, i finally found the jars I'm searching for. I'm just inspecting the ware when a boy 12 or 13 years of age wearing the attire of the attendant asks if I'm interested in it.

"How much is it?" pointing a jar at the right that looks like a pickle jar.

"those are made of a high grade material and exquisite craftsmanship. the small one is two gold per pieces and the big one is five gold per pieces."

"then the other one?" I ask pointing the glass one.

"seven gold per pieces."

"I want to get six jars like this one, and a twelve to the glass one." he smiles and started to bring the jars out then he paused, before tentatively asking.

"What is a glass?" he questioned me.

"The transparent one" I nearly forgot, but can't blame me, it really looks like a glass to me.

"And one more thing, I want two of the tea set, the white one and the green one. And a bowl, if you have some, the bigger the better." he let me see a big bowl like a big yok in size and it even comes with a wooden lid.

after inspecting my purchase, I'm trying to comb my brain to where i should put all of this when he ask if i want to buy a spatial bag.

"Might as well, i want the bag with the largest storage spaces okay." the bag would became his cover up to his dimension and the spatial ring he owns.

After getting the bag, we stop at the furniture section where i got shelves, cabinets, chairs and a small table that would fit well on the veranda and a bigger stone table that I'm thinking would be good outside on one of the trees.

They are walking towards the counter when a man just grabbed the bag out of the boys hand before smiling at me.

"Distinguished guests, I'm sorry if the boy is being rude to you, he is just an orphan the manager took pity off and he is not supposed to be inside. I will be the one to assist you if you want something." he says, a disdain can be heard in his voice when talking about the boy.

"But he isn't.." when he interrupted me again by calling the guards.

"Guards, Cheng Li is here again, how many times did I say to you that he should just be selling those wares at the back and you should forbid him to go here. He is disturbing the customers. Bring him out!." he shouted

This is bullying, a plain bullying. when I look at the people inside, they just look like they don't care, the staff are looking at anything but them trying to evade my eyes.

The boys face became cold and without the guards assistance, he goes out on his own without even looking at me.

"I don't need your assistance, I can manage to go to the counter on my own." I say before continuing to walk to the counter.

I know that here, the strongest are always right in the eyes of a people but to bully a child? That is so wrong for my morals.