Mother Wang let out a piercing, pig-like scream as the medicine bowl in her hand slammed against the floor, shattering into pieces. The jet-black decoction splashed everywhere, releasing a pungent, nauseating stench that made one’s skin crawl.
“You—you little bitch! How dare you strike me?”
Mother Wang’s face had drained of all color from the pain. With snot and tears smearing her face, she looked like a hideous monster just pulled from a mud pit. She glared at Shen Qinghuan, shrieking at the top of her lungs, “I was sent by the Madam! Aren’t you afraid that the Master will skin you alive, rip out your tendons, and peel your skin off?”
Shen Qinghuan scoffed, her grip tightening on Mother Wang’s wrist like an iron vice. As she watched the old woman wince and contort in agony, she laughed coldly.
“Let me tell you something: I’m currently a clay Buddha crossing the river—hardly able to save my own life. Forget about the fact that you were sent by Lady Wang; even if that scumbag Shen Cong’an were here himself, I’d still beat him until he cried for his parents and regretted being born!”
The moment the words left her lips, a chime echoed in her mind—the exact sound of an old-school handheld gaming console.
Ding!
Congratulations, Host. You have successfully bound with the ‘Hot Mom Comeback System.’ The Newbie Gift Pack has been issued. The Space is now unlocked, containing a spring of spiritual water, 10 acres of fertile black soil, and a storage warehouse capable of holding anything.
Spiritual Spring: Enhances health, stabilizes pregnancy, purifies toxins, and cures all illnesses. Black Soil: Crops mature in a single day, ensuring high yield and quality. Newbie Perks: Portable laser stun gun, pepper spray, 10 packs of compressed biscuits, and a multi-purpose military knife.
Shen Qinghuan’s eyes lit up. She almost jumped for joy. My golden finger! This is exactly what I needed—a pillow right when I was falling asleep!
With a flicker of her intent, she vanished, reappearing in a vast, white space. Before her stood a spring bubbling with ethereal steam, its water so clear she could count the pebbles at the bottom. Beside it lay the black soil, so rich and moist it looked like it could drip oil. Not far away stood a spacious warehouse, where the laser stun gun, pepper spray, biscuits, and a gleaming military knife sat neatly in a corner. She was overjoyed.
Wow! I’m rich! This is the ultimate top-tier gift package for a transmigrator!
Suppressing her excitement, she suddenly released her grip. Mother Wang, losing her balance, fell face-first onto the floor with a sickening thud. She knocked out a front tooth and spat out blood, groaning like a pig being slaughtered.
Shen Qinghuan’s eyes turned cold. Since this vicious slave is determined to kill me, don’t blame me for being ruthless.
She stepped forward and pinned Mother Wang to the ground with a heavy foot, forcing a stifled gasp from the woman. With a flash of cold steel, she swung the military knife, ending the threat instantly. Warm blood splattered onto her shoes. Mother Wang didn’t even have time to cry out before she went limp.
Shen Qinghuan remained calm. With another thought, she moved the body into the deep, wild forest area of her internal space. With the packs of beasts roaming there, there wouldn’t be a bone left by daybreak.
“Get out!”
Shen Qinghuan snapped at the two servant boys at the door, who were trembling so hard they were about to wet themselves. She flicked the knife, the blade flashing with a lethal, blinding light. “Go back and tell that poisonous woman, Lady Wang, not to provoke me again. Otherwise, that’s exactly how you all will end up!”
The two servants scrambled away in terror, tripping over each other and not daring to look back.
Shen Qinghuan shut the door, leaned against the wood, and exhaled a long breath. She looked down at her slightly swollen abdomen and smirked. “Don’t worry, little one. Your mom has seen it all—from dismantling delivery boxes to late-night price wars, I’ve handled it all. From today on, I’ll change our fate. We’re going to live well and never take this crap again!”
She retrieved a small bottle of spiritual spring water from the space and downed it. The sweet, cooling liquid transformed into a wave of warmth, flooding through her limbs. The exhaustion from the poison vanished instantly, her belly felt warm, and the sharp, piercing pain—which had been unbearable—was completely gone. She felt so refreshed she nearly groaned aloud.
Awesome! Absolutely incredible!
She grabbed a block of compressed biscuits from the warehouse, devoured it, and felt her hunger vanish.
Alright, well-fed and rested, it’s time to plot the path to success.
This estate was remote, far from the capital—a perfect place to safely nurture her pregnancy. Once she gave birth and recovered, she would use the herbs and spring water from her space to become a renowned miracle doctor. Then, she would return to the capital.
She would make Shen Cong’an, Lady Wang, and their daughter Shen Chuchu kneel before her and beg for mercy. And as for the man who stole the original owner’s purity? Shen Qinghuan narrowed her eyes, a cold, sharp glint flashing through them. When I find you, I’ll make sure you learn what true regret feels like.
She tidied up the dilapidated hut with the spring water, washing away the stench of mold and medicine until the air smelled clean and sweet. She covered the hard bed with a tarp and dry grass, creating a makeshift but livable space.
As the days passed, she began to plan her comeback methodically. During the day, while the estate workers were busy in the fields or gossiping at the village entrance, no one paid any mind to the outcast the Shen family had forgotten. Shen Qinghuan would sneak into her space like a thief.
She originally thought the space only held the spring, the soil, and the warehouse. But as she delved deeper into her focus, she noticed something at the far edge of the black soil: a tiny, wooden hut.
It looked even more wretched than the hut she was currently staying in—800 times worse, in fact. The thatch on the roof was sparse, flapping in the wind as if it might blow away at any second. The gaps in the walls were wide enough to stick a finger through, and the door hinges squeaked with a bone-chilling sound. Inside, it was completely bare, save for a broken-legged wooden bed and a wobbly, ramshackle table.
“Hmph,” she muttered, “there isn’t even a chair to sit on.”