Han Ying’s spatial ability might be a little different from others’.The space wasn’t big—only about one mu of land. This land could be used to grow crops. People could enter it as well, but the time one could stay inside was limited. And this limitation didn’t only apply to Han Ying, but to all living beings.In other words, her space could grow plants, but due to the time limit, it couldn’t raise any living creatures.
Inside the space, there was a countdown timer.Once the timer reached zero, any living being inside would be ejected.
Han Ying discovered this on the first day after her rebirth. In the beginning, she could only stay inside for half an hour a day. But on the second day, after she stored some of the jewelry her parents left her into the space, all the gold disappeared!Right after that, she realized the space had leveled up—It became Level 1.
Her daily stay-time increased by another half hour, becoming one full hour.Fortunately, the time could accumulate—unused time today would roll over to tomorrow and continue to pile up.Sort of like mobile data rollover, except her space-time could accumulate indefinitely, not just for two months.
Today was her third day after rebirth, and she already had two hours stored up.
The planting area in the space was small, but the space came with another cheat-like feature.
With a thought, a dark-purple box appeared next to her.A small box, slightly bigger than her palm, looking wooden but of an unknown material.Inside was a small stack of papers—talismans. Four in total: one space talisman and three teleportation talismans.
Originally there had been five, but one had already been used on her.
On the first day after her rebirth, when she entered the space and discovered the box, she opened it.When her fingers touched the talismans at the bottom, the top talisman instantly vanished into her fingertips.That was a Transmission Talisman—she only learned that later through her consciousness.
Its use was literal: transferring power. Left behind by the original owner of the space.
But because too much time had passed, the talisman’s remaining power had weakened.Han Ying only inherited one percent of the original power.But even that one percent was enough.
That small amount of power strengthened her physique and allowed her to learn how to use and draw talismans—though she could only draw space talismans.
The space talisman originally in the box was likely drawn by the original owner.Its internal space was two million cubic meters, and time inside was frozen. Essentially, it had a preservation effect.
However, this talisman only had about a year and a half of effectiveness left.Meaning, if she stored supplies in it, she would have to empty it and replace the storage before it expired.
But there was only one such talisman.So Han Ying had to draw new ones herself.With a year and a half of buffer, she wasn’t too worried.
As for the remaining three teleportation talismans—they only had eight months left before expiring.Which meant one month after the apocalypse began, they would become useless.
Seeing only eight months left, Han Ying felt distressed. If teleportation talismans could be stored longer, they’d be the number-one lifesaver in the apocalypse.
But what she regretted most was that, despite many attempts, she still couldn’t draw a working teleportation talisman.She could only draw one that looked right but had no effect.
Still, having three was better than none. Even if they couldn’t be used for saving her life, they could be used for zero-dollar shopping—not a waste at all.
Because of their 10-hour duration—once activated, they would forcibly return her to the original point after 10 hours, no sooner—she planned to use them to “earn fast money.”But for safety, she decided she’d only use them once her space-time accumulated beyond 10 hours.
Since space-time required accumulation, she couldn’t waste real-world time either.After planning tomorrow’s tasks, she lay down to rest.
On the bed, closing her eyes, she cycled through the cultivation method she inherited.Perhaps her aptitude was poor, or this world wasn’t suitable for cultivation, but her speed was painfully slow.She thought that even with a hundred years, she wouldn’t reach even one percent of the original transmitted power.
Still, every bit counted. And if she improved even a tiny bit, maybe her space talismans would grow larger.
Whenever she had free time, she practiced—though tonight she fell asleep mid-cultivation.
The next morning at 6:30, she had already run eight kilometers in the nearby park before returning home.
There wasn’t much time left before the apocalypse.She needed to stockpile supplies, but without the strength to protect them, she might end up worse than in her previous life.
She had learned many desperate survival tricks before, but that wasn’t enough.
So she enrolled in several training courses: shooting, karate, and sanda. They would start the day after tomorrow.But she wouldn’t rely solely on those classes, so she ran several kilometers each morning.
In her previous life, she couldn’t even finish three kilometers, but now she could run eight in one go and still feel fine—likely thanks to the Transmission Talisman.
After showering, she took out a serving of mini wontons, a glutinous rice ball, and a savory pancake from her space.Once she finished eating, she drove to a breakfast shop outside her community.
This shop’s wontons and rice balls were delicious, generously portioned, and fairly priced.In her previous life, when she starved until her stomach cramped, she often dreamed of eating their wontons.
“Boss lady, is my order packed?”
When Han Ying entered, she called toward a middle-aged woman in her fifties.
“All done, right over there.”The woman was wrapping rice balls while pointing at three foam insulated boxes covered in aluminum foil on a table nearby.
Han Ying had ordered a month’s worth of breakfast from them.One large bowl of wontons plus two rice balls = one serving.She needed fifty servings per day.
Seeing her arrive, the boss quickly helped carry the three insulated boxes to the car—after all, she was a big customer.
After loading the boxes into her trunk, he also took out three identical empty boxes from her car—these were for tomorrow.
Han Ying made many such insulated boxes.They were cheap and easy: buy foam boxes from the vegetable market, wash them, and glue aluminum insulation on the inside.Cheap and effective.