“The orange sunset sinks beneath the horizon,
As night slowly spreads, revealing scattered starlight…”
A hand stretched out from under the blanket. Seeing the name on the screen, she answered the call.
“Hello? Fenfen, what’s wrong? Why are you calling so early?”
“Miss, do you even know what time it is? The sun is already shining on your butt and you’re still asleep! Hurry up and open the door!”
Yan Qing’s eyes flew open instantly.
“Oh, okay, okay! Right away!”
The moment she opened the door, she saw Fenfen standing there with a suitcase.
“Well, well—what’s this? Did you have a fight? Running away from home?” Yan Qing joked with a grin.
“Move aside. I don’t care, I’m staying here for a while,” Fenfen said as she changed her shoes.
“Alright, alright, Your Highness. Whatever you say,” Yan Qing replied as she shut the door.
“Go wash your face,” Fenfen rolled her eyes and sat down on the sofa. Her gaze landed on a sheet of white paper on the table.
She picked it up and read: “Countdown to transmigrating into the deep mountains: 30 days.”
Fenfen immediately shouted, “Yan Qing, come out here!”
Yan Qing quickly walked out, still wiping her face. “What is it?”
“Look at this!”
Black words on white paper. Yan Qing let out a dry laugh.
“Where did you get this? Transmigration? Why not say cultivation while you’re at it?”
“I didn’t make this! It was already here when I arrived!”
Fenfen pointed to the coffee table—the exact spot where the stone had been yesterday.
“What about the stone that was here?”
Fenfen shook her head. “There was no stone, just this paper.”
Yan Qing then told her that a stone had been placed there yesterday—one she picked up from the stream during their picnic. Now the stone was gone, replaced by this strange note about her transmigrating into the mountains.
Fenfen jumped onto the sofa in excitement.
“Oh my god, Yan Qing—you’re going to transmigrate! Hahaha! I can’t believe something like this is happening right beside me! This is a miracle!”
Fenfen was a huge fan of farming novels and had always been obsessed with transmigration stories. She often shared them with Yan Qing, who would occasionally skim through them when bored.
But right now, Yan Qing wasn’t excited at all. Instead, she stared seriously at Fenfen.
“This really isn’t some prank you pulled?”
Seeing Yan Qing’s serious expression, Fenfen also calmed down.
“I swear it’s not me. I really saw it on the table when I came. If I’m lying, may I gain 30 pounds!”
She raised her right hand as she swore.
Now Yan Qing truly began to panic. She paced back and forth anxiously.
“What if I really transmigrate? And into deep mountains at that—no food, no shelter, and full of danger! Who knows what’s in those mountains?”
“There might be tigers! What if there are snakes? How am I supposed to survive? God, why me? In other people’s stories they at least get a cheat ability! Why don’t I have one? At the very least, give me a space so I can store food!”
The moment she finished speaking, Yan Qing felt dizzy.
When she opened her eyes again, she found herself inside a room—an empty room with nothing but four walls. It looked to be around 500 square meters in size.
Th-this… could this be the legendary space?
“Wake up! Yan Qing, what’s wrong? Wake up! Don’t scare me!”
Yan Qing snapped back to her senses and saw Fenfen standing in front of her, her voice trembling as if she was about to cry.
“Why did you suddenly freeze like that?”
“I’m fine, Fenfen. Don’t be scared… I think I have a space.”
Yan Qing reassured her as they sat down together.
Fenfen froze at the last sentence.
“A space? Yan Qing, really? You actually have a space?”