Chapter 3: Spatial Cheat Code

Song Lao'er's house is in the center of the village, a row of three large tiled-roof rooms, plus side rooms and wing rooms on both sides. In a village full of adobe and thatched huts, it counts as a well-off household.

A soaking wet Song Liyun was delivered to the front door.

But the moment she stepped into the courtyard, the people who had brought her back fled as if avoiding a plague, their feet barely touching the ground, unwilling to say even a single extra word.

Seeing this, Aunt Dali wanted to say something but hesitated, eventually sighing as she left.

Song Liyun did not try to stop them. She was still wrapped in the village head's wife's apron and had no energy to be polite.

It was better to change out of her wet clothes first and thank them when she had time later.

Life in the post-apocalyptic wasteland was harsh, and Song Liyun had long been accustomed to days spent rushing through wind and rain.

But now that she had just arrived in this world and was in a strange body, she didn't want to risk getting sick.

Relying on the original owner's memories, Song Liyun first found "her" bundle in a pitch-black side room and picked out a set of washed-out clothes to change into.

In the apocalypse, Song Liyun was an ability user who possessed a storage space.

In other words, she herself was a box that could move independently.

Although it wasn't a heaven-defying garden space, it was enough to make her life easier than the average survivor.

With her storage space, Song Liyun became a scavenger of wasteland supplies.

She traded steel, rubber, and various items collected from ruins for food and medicine, successfully surviving for ten years until a mistake led her into a swarm of mutant rats.

Survival in the resource-scarce wasteland was not easy; nothing usable could be wasted. Song Liyun had long ago developed the habit of "collecting everything."

This included the wet clothes and shoes she had just taken off.

Thus, she subconsciously tucked the items at hand into her space.

The moment the thought crossed her mind, the bundle vanished instantly. Song Liyun froze, then suddenly realized what had happened, and was so excited she nearly fainted.

The space was still there! The space was still there!

Her body had changed, but the storage space remained.

Moreover, the space had increased in size, growing from the size of a shipping container to half a basketball court filled with misty fog.

The supplies collected in the apocalypse were still piled haphazardly, occupying only a corner and leaving a large open space.

With the space at her side, Song Liyun’s spirits soared and her confidence exploded.

This place was rich in resources; as long as she had the chance to fill her space, it would be enough for her to eat and drink for ten years without doing a thing.

No longer worried about future survival, Song Liyun felt fully empowered.

She sat cross-legged on the cold earthen kang, biting her finger as she calculated what to do next.

So much time had passed since she gained the original owner's memories that Song Liyun had a clear understanding of this family's situation.

The original owner and her two siblings were like a string of bitter melons growing on a bitter vine.

In short, their parents were both dead, and the remaining children were bullied by their step-grandmother and second uncle.

Just the fragmented memories from when the original owner was seven years old made Song Liyun’s blood pressure spike, leaving her teeth itching with hatred.

The cruelty and malice of Mother Gu and the others didn't stop at causing a scene at the father's funeral or smashing up the mother's delivery room; they had kicked the eldest branch of the family while they were down when the family was broken and the parents dead.

The original owner was sent to a restaurant as a maid at seven, working from dawn till dusk, suffering beatings and scoldings. Even though the silver she earned each month was meager, it all had to be handed over to the second uncle.

Her mother, a child bride, died six months after giving birth, and the entire estate of the eldest branch was reclaimed by the grandparents.

From then on, nine-year-old eldest brother Song Zhenping began working like an ox or a horse at the second uncle's house to earn a mouthful of food to feed his half-year-old younger brother.

Although they lived in the village, Song Lao'er's family lived more leisurely than anyone else.

There was someone to earn money and someone to do the farm work; they only needed to act like masters, mistresses, young ladies, and young masters at home.

Exploiting the labor of three children was nothing; what was even more detestable was that on the very day the original owner's ten-year contract at the restaurant ended, Second Uncle Song Defu hurriedly brought her back to Xiaoshi Village, picked a suitor, and accepted the betrothal gifts to send her off to be married.

Calling it a marriage was just a polite way of saying she was being sold as a replacement wife to an old man who had already buried three wives.

This was breaking bones to extract the marrow.

The original owner had finally finished her hard labor at the restaurant, and without even seeing her brother and younger brother, she was about to be thrown into a fire pit. The young girl couldn't take it, so she jumped into the water to end her life.

As a result, it benefited Song Liyun, who had come from the apocalypse.

The original owner's greatest wish was to live with her brother and younger brother for the rest of her life.

Song Liyun agreed to the original owner's wish without hesitation.

She had lost her family before the apocalypse and could understand the original owner's longing for kinship.

If she were to live in this peaceful era, having her closest kin by her side was also Song Liyun's current wish.

As for Song Lao'er and Mother Gu, she was prepared to give them a lesson they would never forget, making them spit out everything they had enjoyed.

The cowardly original owner had no ability to take revenge, nor even the thought of it.

Now that it was her, she certainly wouldn't let this family of vampires off easily; it could be considered a form of compensation for the original owner.

Song Liyun believed that with her own methods, there would be no problem at all in solving the siblings' food and clothing needs and living a peaceful life.

But there was a prerequisite: she had to cast off Song Lao'er's family and eliminate these villains.

The first thought that appeared in Song Liyun's mind was: kill them directly, once and for all.

This was the most convenient and fastest way.

Those who could survive in the apocalypse, where order had collapsed and human nature was destroyed, were either exceptionally capable or clever and wise.

True fools who only knew how to act recklessly had long since died in the chaos at the beginning of the apocalypse.

Song Liyun was not a warrior who lived by killing, but an ability-using survivor who was decisive and meticulous.

The seemingly fierce Mother Gu and her daughter-in-law were, in her eyes, nothing more than loud voices.

In terms of combat power, they couldn't even compare to the "quack-quack chickens" of the apocalypse—those one-meter-tall creatures with sharp beaks and claws that could slice open a person's belly with one kick.

She could send them to their graves with a flick of her wrist, without even a burden on her conscience.

However, she quickly suppressed this thought. After all, this was not the law-of-the-jungle apocalypse, but a peaceful society.

There was an imperial court, laws, and the peaceful life she had dreamed of.

She had a brother and a younger brother who needed a quiet life, and she even had to consider the situation of future generations.

Song Lao'er's family had relatives and friends, and Mother Gu and the younger Mrs. Gu had their own natal families in the neighboring village—a large, powerful clan.

If people died for no reason, it would inevitably lead to many complications.

This place was not suitable for the survival rules of wanton killing from the apocalypse.

The Great Wu Dynasty was still a typical feudal society, emphasizing "sovereign and subject, father and son," with strict hierarchies.

The rulers governed the country using "filial piety," requiring the younger generation to unconditionally obey the arrangements of their elders, even if the elder's words were wrong, they still had to be obeyed.

Song Liyun had her own code of conduct; she certainly couldn't be obedient and let others slaughter her.

In this light, if she wanted to break away from Song Lao'er while meeting the requirements of this era, Song Liyun still needed to carefully ponder her methods.