However, when he thought about Jian Cha’s seemingly inexhaustible supplies, Si Yan could not help hoping that he might have a space of his own.
Unfortunately, in his previous life, he had been an ability user with Dark-type abilities and enhanced vision. Not a single person in his team had possessed a space.
Thinking of this, Si Yan decided to look for some old artifacts. He remembered that Jian Cha had once mentioned that her space was a small jade gourd that was an ancient artifact.
Si Yan did not have the small jade gourd, but there were certainly plenty of old artifacts. After all, his grandfather had once been a renowned antique collector.
Since he could not sleep anyway, Si Yan got up.
His grandfather had a wide range of interests, so Si Yan ended up taking out a large pile of things as he searched.
Si Yan carefully examined the various objects scattered across the floor, but he did not find anything unusual. However, remembering that spaces in novels usually had to be activated with blood, Si Yan steeled himself and made a cut on his finger.
He generously dripped his blood onto each of the objects. After waiting for quite a while, there was still no reaction.
It would be a lie to say he was not disappointed. But since he had been reborn, he figured that if he started stockpiling supplies ahead of time, he should at least be able to survive for a while.
He was about to get some gauze to bandage his finger when his hand accidentally brushed against a small wooden box beside the first-aid kit.
The blood that dripped onto it quickly disappeared, leaving behind only a faint trace, so Si Yan did not notice anything unusual.
It was not until a flash of white light swept over him that Si Yan’s figure disappeared from where he stood.
“This is… a space?”
Si Yan looked at the space, unable to tell how large it was. There was no blue sky or white clouds, yet it was still brightly lit.
He was currently standing in the middle of the space. It was completely empty all around him, forming a sealed environment that could even accommodate living creatures.
“It really is.”
Si Yan walked around and tried saying a few commands to enter and leave. As his thoughts changed, he was able to travel freely between the space and the outside world.
Only then did he truly believe that he had obtained a space!
But what was the medium?
Si Yan searched around. Other than the inconspicuous little wooden box beside him, there was nothing else. There was also some blood on the wooden box that had not been completely absorbed.
Seeing this, Si Yan was certain that the wooden box was the medium. He put it into the space as well. It was too unsafe to leave it outside.
After putting it inside, he tested whether he could still enter and leave freely. Only after making sure everything was fine did he finally relax.
At this point, even the smile on Si Yan’s face became brighter. With this space, he and his teammates would be able to live much better during the Apocalypse!
“Miss, it’s time to get up. You still need to prepare the raw fish porridge that Sir likes.”
Sister Zhang’s voice came through Jian Ke’s bedroom door. When Jian Ke did not respond, she continued shouting loudly.
She was not worried about disturbing Sir and Madam. Although Jian Ke was technically the eldest young lady, she lived on the first floor together with servants like her.
After waiting for quite a while and seeing that Jian Ke did not come out as she normally did, Sister Zhang began to lose her temper.
Just as she was about to wake Jian Ke up as usual, she discovered that Jian Ke’s bedroom door could not be opened at all.
This was thanks to Shiqi’s reminder last night, which had made Jian Ke remember to lock the door. In her opinion, the original host had clearly been subjected to psychological manipulation for years. Otherwise, why would she have kept lowering herself and eagerly trying to please others?
Sister Zhang had never expected Jian Ke to actually dare to lock her door. If she had not been running out of time, she would have kicked the door open and dragged her out of bed.
However…
Sister Zhang thought about Sir’s reaction when he failed to see his raw fish porridge later. A smile appeared on her face as she left.
Jian Ke had slept very well the previous night. After waking up, she also received the original host’s memories.
Compared with the scant descriptions in the first three chapters, the memories that had appeared in her mind made Jian Ke feel especially sorry for this girl who shared her name.
Not only had she been unloved since childhood, but people had constantly compared her with Jian Cha.
There was even a saying circulating in their social circle:
“The Jian family has two daughters. One is like a pearl, while the other is like a rotten shrimp. The pearl is worth admiring, while the rotten shrimp is not worth picking up.”
It was obvious who they were referring to.
Yet despite all this, Jian Ke had still been willing to believe that her family was good. Every day, she only thought about treating that scumbag father better, hoping that he would spare her a glance.
Recalling all this, Jian Ke felt frustrated by how hopelessly naive the original host had been. In this world, how could anyone be unable to live without someone else? Why go out of her way to treat people who were worse than beasts well?
Thinking of this, she silently said in her heart, Rest in peace. I will get back the justice you deserve.
She had never been someone who would wrong herself. Since she had now become this world’s Jian Ke, anything that belonged to her should naturally be returned to her in full.
After sorting out her thoughts, Jian Ke decided to go out for breakfast. It should be mealtime now.
She opened the pitifully small wardrobe and looked through the clothes before reluctantly picking one with a slightly brighter color.
As it turned out, these were clothes Jian Cha had given her, saying that they looked good on her. Most of them were pink, puffy dresses and the like.
The original host’s skin was dark and yellowish, so wearing these clothes made her look like an ugly duckling in other people’s eyes.
That was also why people in their social circle always compared her with Jian Cha.
But in the eyes of the current Jian Ke, she did not like a single piece of clothing in this wardrobe.
Jian Ke had always lived as she pleased, boldly and without restraint.
She had always liked bright colors such as red, as well as colors that emphasized a powerful aura, such as black and purple.
Looking at the wardrobe full of clothes, Jian Ke decided that she would have to get more beautiful clothes later. Even if she could not wear them outside during the Apocalypse, she could still admire herself in the system space!
Having made up her mind, Jian Ke changed clothes and walked out.
Only Jian Cha was sitting at the dining table outside.
The scumbag father and stepmother had probably already finished eating and gone out.
This was Jian Ke’s first time seeing the female protagonist from the novel face-to-face. She looked Jian Cha up and down. She really did have the delicate appearance of a frail little white flower.
The moment Jian Ke pushed open the door, Jian Cha heard her. A trace of disdain flashed through her lowered eyes, but when she raised her head, it had disappeared without a trace.
With a bright smile, she greeted Jian Ke, “Good morning, Sis.”
Jian Ke saw through Jian Cha’s clumsy act. She did not bother playing along. Instead, she walked past her and went into the kitchen, served herself a bowl of porridge, and swallowed it down to soothe her uncomfortable stomach before coming back out.
“Hand it over.”
Jian Ke stood in front of Jian Cha and raised her hand.
“What?” Jian Cha was a little stunned. It was the first time she had ever heard Jian Ke speak so loudly.
“The jade gourd you snatched from me yesterday. Give it back.”
Jian Ke leaned against the dining table and looked down at Jian Cha condescendingly.
Jian Cha panicked when she heard this. She had never expected Jian Ke to come looking for something she had taken from her. In the past, Jian Ke had always let such things go without a fuss.
Jian Ke clicked her tongue when Jian Cha remained silent for so long.
She had always believed that if something could be solved with force, there was no need for nonsense.
So she abruptly knocked the bowl of porridge out of Jian Cha’s hands. Amid Jian Cha’s startled cry, she reached toward her neck.
In the original story, Jian Cha had always worn the jade gourd around her neck. Jian Ke reached out and, sure enough, felt a red cord.
Whether Jian Cha would feel pain or not was none of her concern. Jian Ke grabbed the red cord and yanked it off with force.
“Ah!”
Jian Cha had never suffered much hardship since childhood. Even a tiny cut from a knife was enough to make her feel pain, let alone having a red cord forcibly ripped from her neck.
In an instant, tears welled up in her eyes.