**English Translation:**
It was late at night. Moonlight filtered through the window lattice into the mud-brick house, falling across **Su Wantang’s** sweat-dampened face.
She dreamed of that man again.
The rich scent of wheat straw mixed with the scorching heat of a man’s presence, trapping her deep within a sweltering haystack.
In the darkness, a rough hand clamped around her slender waist, and burning kisses trailed down from the side of her neck.
She struggled, wanting to see his face clearly, but her vision remained blurred. The only thing she could make out was the savage scar slashing across his waist, glaringly visible in the dim light.
“Let go…” she sobbed, her voice fragile as if it would shatter. “Please…”
The man’s hoarse voice brushed against her ear, carrying an obsession she couldn’t understand.
“Wanwan, you’re mine.”
The grip around her waist tightened, pressing her deeper into the straw.
The sharp awns of the wheat stalks pricked her back. The fine pain mingled with an unfamiliar, overwhelming heat that completely engulfed her.
“No—!”
Su Wantang jolted upright in bed.
Her chest rose and fell violently. The hair sticking to her forehead was soaked with cold sweat.
This was already the third day.
For three nights in a row, the same dream. The same man. The same humiliation and loss of control.
She could even recall every detail—the rough texture of his fingertips brushing her waist, the warmth of his breath against the back of her ear, and that horrifying scar stretching across his side.
Outside, dawn was beginning to break. A rooster crowed from the eastern end of the village.
Su Wantang wiped her face and climbed out of bed.
The floor of the mud-brick house was icy beneath her bare feet as she walked to the water jar in the corner and splashed cold water onto her face.
The chill made her shiver.
In the mirror, a pale young face stared back at her. Her almond-shaped eyes were slightly swollen, and her lips were red from being bitten.
She had just turned eighteen.
Born in the 1970s in Su Family Village, she was the Su family’s second daughter.
Her older sister, **Su Wanrou**, was one year older and renowned throughout the village for her beauty.
As for Su Wantang…
According to the villagers, she was simply “a timid little thing who couldn’t hold her own in public.”
“Wantang, you’re up?”
Her mother, **Wang Xiuying**, called from outside before pushing open the door.
Carrying a bowl of thin porridge, Wang Xiuying frowned when she saw her standing by the water jar.
“Why are you washing your face with cold water again? A young girl should take better care of herself.”
“I’m fine, Mom.”
Su Wantang accepted the bowl and drank in small sips.
The corn porridge was so watery that it reflected her face. A few wild vegetable leaves floated on the surface.
Wang Xiuying looked at her as if she wanted to say something but finally sighed.
“Your sister went to town early this morning. There’s a training opportunity through the Women’s Federation, and she’s trying to secure a spot. Wantang, you should start thinking about your own future too…”
Su Wantang knew exactly what her mother meant.
Most girls her age in the village were already engaged.
Chunhua next door was six months younger than her and had married into a neighboring village just last month.
As for Su Wanrou, she had long been close to **Zhao Jianguo**, the village chief’s son. Their families had already reached an understanding, and they were simply waiting until next spring to hold the wedding banquet.
Only Su Wantang remained like an overgrown child, spending her days quietly at home, with hardly anyone to talk to.
“I understand, Mom.”
Her voice was soft.
Wang Xiuying sighed once more and left.
The room fell silent except for the faint clink of her spoon against the bowl.
Staring into the rippling porridge, Su Wantang couldn’t stop thinking about the scar from her dream.
Who was that man?
Why was she having such absurd dreams?
Just then, a harsh mechanical voice suddenly rang out inside her head.
**[Abnormal consciousness fluctuations detected… Scanning host identity…]**
Su Wantang’s hand trembled, nearly spilling the porridge.
She looked around in panic.
The mud-brick room was completely empty.
There was no one else there.
**[Scan complete. Host: Su Wantang. Identity confirmed: Villainous supporting female character from the novel *Splendid Life of the Seventies*.]**
The cold, emotionless voice continued.
Su Wantang froze.
The bowl slipped from her hands.
**Crash!**
The bowl shattered on the floor, porridge splattering everywhere.
**[Original storyline trajectory: Villainous supporting character Su Wantang grows jealous of her twin sister Su Wanrou, schemes to ruin her reputation, becomes entangled with her childhood sweetheart Zhao Jianguo, accidentally becomes pregnant, is abandoned, and ultimately dies during childbirth.]**
**[Estimated time of death: Three months from now.]**
Twin sister?
Su Wantang’s mind exploded into confusion.
She and Su Wanrou were twins?
Her mother had never mentioned it.
Neither had anyone in the village.
**[Villainous Supporting Character Reform System binding…]**
The mechanical voice suddenly became distorted, as though suffering from interference.
**[Warning: Abnormal life-sign fluctuations detected… Original storyline has deviated… Binding failed…]**
**[Switching to backup protocol…]**
**[“Many Blessings Through Fertility” System activated successfully.]**
**[Host Su Wantang, welcome to your new life.]**
Su Wantang grabbed the earthen wall for support.
Her legs felt weak.
What system?
What villainous supporting character?
What fertility system?
What was happening?
**[System interface activated. Please review.]**
A translucent blue screen suddenly appeared before her eyes.
Rows of text flickered across it:
**Host:** Su Wantang
**Age:** 18
**Remaining Lifespan:** 72 Hours
**Beginner Mission:** Become Pregnant (0/1)
**Reward:** 30-day lifespan extension, Beginner Spiritual Spring Space (1 cubic meter)
**Failure Penalty:** Lifespan reduced to zero. Host death.
Su Wantang stared at the words **”Remaining Lifespan: 72 Hours.”**
A chill shot from her feet to the top of her head.
“If I don’t have a child, I’ll die…”
She read the fine print aloud, her voice trembling.
“Th-that’s impossible…”
**[System Notice: Beginner mission countdown has begun.]**
**[Please locate a suitable partner and complete conception as soon as possible.]**
**[Each additional child born will increase reward tiers, including but not limited to: Spiritual Spring upgrades, billions worth of supplies, peerless beauty, enhanced health, and more.]**
“No!”
Su Wantang shook her head violently.
Tears burst from her eyes without warning.
“I don’t want children! I don’t want any system! Go away!”
**[Warning: System has been soul-bound to host. Removal impossible.]**
**[Please face reality and complete your mission proactively.]**
The screen flickered twice before a new panel appeared.
### Eligible Male Candidates
**1. Zhao Jianguo**
(Son of the village chief, original storyline’s scumbag childhood sweetheart)
**Compatibility: 30%**
**2. Educated Youth Lin**
(Newly arrived educated youth, fair and handsome appearance)
**Compatibility: 25%**
**3. ???**
(Unknown male, scar on waist)
**Compatibility: 95%**
Su Wantang’s gaze locked onto the final entry.
A scar on the waist…
Just like the man in her dream.
Her heart pounded.
A dreadful premonition wrapped around her like poisonous vines.
If everything in the dream was real…
If that man truly existed…
“Wantang! Wantang!”
A frantic shout suddenly came from outside the courtyard.
It was **Aunt Liu** from next door.
Wang Xiuying hurried out of the kitchen and called over the wall.
“Sister Liu, what’s wrong? What happened?”
“This is terrible!”
Aunt Liu’s voice was shrill with panic.
“Someone got swept down the river at the village entrance! He’s covered in blood and looks like he’s about to die! The village chief has already taken people over there!”
She paused dramatically.
“They’re saying… he looks like a soldier!”