“Intelligent Myriad Space,” she clearly recited in her mind.
The next second, a dizzying sensation spun around her. The familiar bedroom vanished, replaced by a vast expanse of pure white.
Su Wanxing suddenly opened her eyes, her pupils shrinking sharply.
She was truly standing inside that pure white space!
Rows upon rows of empty shelves were neatly arranged, stretching to the end of her sight. There was no sound in the space, yet it strangely gave her a sense of calm and security.
“It’s not a dream… it really isn’t a dream!” Su Wanxing’s voice trembled slightly. She raised her hand and saw her palm clearly within the space. She tried moving her fingers, brushing them against the edge of a shelf, and she could distinctly feel the cold, solid touch.
The cold mechanical voice sounded in her mind again, exactly the same as in the dream:
【Intelligent Myriad Space activated. Host Su Wanxing successfully bound. The space is divided into the Modern Zone and the Ancient Zone. Items on the shelves in the Modern Zone refresh automatically at midnight every day. Shelves can also be filled through stockpiling (except money). Items stored will remain permanently preserved. The Ancient Zone is not yet unlocked.】
Su Wanxing staggered backward and leaned against a shelf, her heart pounding so hard it felt like it might burst out of her chest.
She wasn’t dreaming.
That absurd dream had actually contained a real, mysterious space!
If that were the case, did it mean the other things in the dream were not imaginary either?
The Great Jing Dynasty, Su Family Hollow, the siblings named Su Wanyue and Su Wanfeng, the harsh and vicious grandparents and uncles… and their plan to sell Wanyue for money…
Could all of that be real?
Could it be that she would truly transmigrate to that unfamiliar ancient rural household just as the dream had foretold?
Once the thought appeared, it spread wildly like weeds and quickly filled her entire mind.
She shook her head forcefully, trying to drive away the absurd idea. The Blue Planet of the 23rd century had advanced technology—how could something like transmigration, which only existed in novels, possibly be real?
Yet the existence of the space made it impossible for her to completely deny the possibility.
After all, the space itself was already something beyond scientific understanding.
Su Wanxing took several deep breaths, calming her excited emotions using the breathing technique she had learned from traditional Chinese medicine. Since childhood, her parents had trained her to be steady and composed. She never panicked easily when facing problems. No matter how strange the situation was now, she forced herself to analyze it calmly.
First, the space was real. That was an established fact.
Second, the dream had been incredibly vivid, with details so clear that she couldn’t ignore them.
If the two were connected, then the most reasonable explanation was that the dream was a premonition of what she would experience in the future.
She remembered the appearance of those two siblings in the dream—so young, so helpless, treated so cruelly by their own family. And the “herself” in the dream, although desperately trying to protect them, had been powerless due to her small strength.
If she truly transmigrated there and became that “Su Wanxing,” she absolutely could not allow such things to happen.
She had the enormous inheritance her parents left behind and enough money to stockpile anything she needed. She had plenty of time because she didn’t need to work, allowing her to freely manage all her hours. She knew traditional Chinese medicine and could treat many common illnesses and injuries. She knew martial arts and self-defense, so even if she encountered danger, she had the ability to protect herself and her siblings.
And now she also possessed this Intelligent Myriad Space that could store items across time and keep them permanently fresh.
Weren’t these all preparations for the transmigration that might soon arrive?
Su Wanxing’s eyes gradually became firm.
Whether transmigration would truly happen or not, she couldn’t gamble. If the dream was real and she transmigrated without preparation, not only would she fail to protect those siblings, she might not even survive herself.
“Better to prepare and never need it than to need it without preparation,” she murmured softly. It was a principle her father had taught her.
She continued exploring the space and discovered there was also a bedroom. Inside it was only a shell-shaped bed and a washroom.
How thoughtful.
Aside from that, the rest of the space was a gray area where nothing could be seen.
Focusing her thoughts, she exited the space.
When she opened her eyes again, she was back in her bedroom. Outside the window, the city’s night lights still glittered brilliantly.
She tried placing a water cup into the space. With a slight movement of her consciousness, the cup disappeared. When she checked inside the space again, the cup had already been placed neatly on one of the shelves.
The space automatically categorized items.
This function was incredibly powerful.
Su Wanxing walked to the bedside table and picked up her phone. This time she didn’t hesitate. She opened a shopping app directly.
The first thing to stockpile was food.
Ancient grain production was low, and during years of disaster there could be complete crop failure. She needed to store enough staple foods—rice, flour, corn, potatoes, sweet potatoes—and also some convenient ready-to-eat food like compressed biscuits, instant noodles, self-heating rice meals, and canned goods.
In addition, essential seasonings like oil, salt, soy sauce, vinegar, and tea couldn’t be missing.
She didn’t need to buy huge quantities because once items were placed on the shelves, they would refresh the next day.
Next were medicines.
Medical conditions in ancient times were poor. Even a minor cold could take a life. She needed to stock common medicines such as cold medicine, fever reducers, anti-inflammatory drugs, and painkillers.
For treating injuries, she would also need iodine, alcohol, gauze, bandages, adhesive bandages, and hemostatic powder.
She also planned to prepare some traditional Chinese medicinal herbs—such as angelica, astragalus, ginseng, and goji berries—in case they were needed.
Next came clothing.
Ancient clothing was thick, poorly ventilated, and not very warm. She needed to stock warm down jackets, outdoor jackets, sweaters, and thermal pants.
Some down jackets might even need to be custom-made in ancient-style designs.
Comfortable underwear and socks were necessary as well. Considering the harsh ancient environment, she also needed durable pants and shoes.
Then there were tools.
Ancient times lacked modern tools, making many tasks inconvenient. She needed to store useful items like kitchen knives, scissors, hammers, nails, ropes, flashlights, and batteries.
She also added lighters and matches for starting fires.
Since there was no electricity in ancient times, lighting tools like candles and kerosene lamps were necessary.
She even browsed construction material stores. Modern building materials were very advanced, so she planned to prepare some common ones.
Additionally, she decided to stock some high-tech combat equipment from the 23rd century.
Su Wanxing’s fingers moved rapidly across the phone screen as she added item after item into her shopping cart.
Her gaze was sharp and focused, as if she could already see herself in ancient times—using these supplies and the space to survive in that harsh environment while protecting her siblings.
Just then, a message notification popped up on her phone.
It was from Qin Bei—Uncle Qin.
“Wanxing, how have you been lately? The company’s quarterly financial report has been sent to your email. Take a look when you have time.”
Seeing the message warmed her heart.
Uncle Qin had always taken good care of her. Not only did he manage the company well, but he often checked on her life.
She replied:
“Uncle Qin, I’m doing well, thank you. I’ll check the financial report later. Recently I might order quite a lot of things online. If too many packages pile up, I might ask for your help handling them.”
Qin Bei replied quickly.
“No problem. If you need anything, just tell me anytime.”
After putting down her phone, Su Wanxing felt more at ease.
With Uncle Qin helping her, she didn’t have to worry about large piles of deliveries even if she bought a lot of supplies.
She took a deep breath and continued browsing the shopping app.
Her stockpiling list grew longer and longer, yet she didn’t feel bothered at all.
Every additional item she stored gave her a little more sense of security.
She didn’t know when she would transmigrate, nor what she would face after arriving there.
But she knew one thing:
As long as she prepared thoroughly, she would be able to protect herself and the two siblings she had never met—and survive well in that unfamiliar ancient world.