[Ding! The host has completed an outward-directed rampage! The retaliation was decisive, clean, and without hesitation!]
[Rampage Points +100!]
The cold, mechanical voice in her mind gradually faded away.
Yu Qinghuan felt her vision blur. Her entire body seemed to float weightlessly.
The next second, her consciousness was pulled into an extraordinarily spacious, bright, and comfortably warm dimension.
This was definitely not the drafty woodshed of the Li family.
Instead, it was an enormous, boundless warehouse filled with the atmosphere of modern technology.
Rows upon rows of heavy-duty steel shelving, each several dozen meters tall, stood neatly arranged deep within the space.
Above her, countless white LED lights cast a soft, brilliant glow.
There wasn’t a speck of dust in the air, and the temperature remained at a comfortable twenty-six degrees Celsius.
Yu Qinghuan rubbed her eyes and stared at the shelves before her.
Bags of rice, flour, and cooking oil were stacked into towering mounds.
All kinds of canned food, compressed biscuits, and instant noodles were neatly arranged in rows.
There were even entire cartons of antibiotics, cold medicine, fever reducers, and erythromycin ointment.
In 1976, when medical care and medicine were scarce, these supplies were worth more than their weight in gold!
“Th-These… are all my supplies?”
Yu Qinghuan took a deep breath. The cool air filled her lungs, instantly refreshing her mind.
These were precisely the supplies she had desperately stockpiled in the modern world during her previous life.
She had never imagined that they would transform into a portable dimensional space when she was reborn.
[System Notice: The supplies in this space are inexhaustible, and time inside is completely frozen.]
The system’s usually cold voice carried a faint hint of smugness.
[All food stored inside will remain in its freshest possible state forever.]
[Additionally, the Rampage Points earned by the host can be exchanged in the system store for advanced technological items that do not exist in the current era.]
Yu Qinghuan’s eyes lit up. She asked mentally,
“How do I earn Rampage Points?”
[The host must refuse to waste emotional energy on herself and instead decisively redirect it toward others.]
[The host can earn varying amounts of Rampage Points by shocking, angering, or frightening despicable people, or by breaking unfair rules.]
[Special Notice: If the host chooses to endure mistreatment and swallow her grievances, the system will deduct Rampage Points.]
[Once the Rampage Points balance falls below zero, the system will forcibly lock the space and reclaim all supplies.]
Yu Qinghuan couldn’t help laughing aloud.
The rules of this system seemed tailor-made for the person she was now.
In this conservative era, where people were expected to embody the virtues of gentleness, deference, frugality, and tolerance, everyone was accustomed to swallowing their grievances.
Mothers-in-law mistreated their daughters-in-law. Younger sisters-in-law exploited their brothers’ wives. Everyone believed that if they just endured a little longer, things would eventually pass.
But why should they?
Why should she punish herself for other people’s mistakes?
To hell with putting the greater good first!
To hell with being a virtuous and gracious wife!
“Don’t worry. In this lifetime, I will never allow myself to suffer even the slightest injustice.”
Yu Qinghuan declared firmly in her mind.
[Ding! The host’s determination to redirect emotional exhaustion outward has been confirmed. The system store is now open!]
[Current Balance: 100 Rampage Points.]
Yu Qinghuan glanced through the store.
It contained all sorts of strange and wonderful items, including a [Genetic Optimization Serum], [Truth-Telling Spray], and [Bad Luck Talisman].
Although she didn’t have enough points to exchange for them yet, she believed that as long as she continued going on the offensive, these treasures would eventually be hers.
Yu Qinghuan slowly opened her eyes.
Her consciousness returned to reality, where the night wind swept past, bringing waves of cold air.
Near the entrance of the main house, muffled cries and hurried footsteps could be heard.
Miao Cuihua was covering her mouth as she dragged Li Chunhua, whose face was covered in blood and who could only manage weak groans, backward into the house.
The way they looked at Yu Qinghuan was as though she were a lunatic who might suddenly fly into a murderous rage at any moment.
BANG!
The wooden door of the main house slammed shut.
Immediately afterward came the shrill sound of the wooden bolt sliding into place, as though they were locking out a thief.
The light inside the house snapped off.
Yet Yu Qinghuan’s exceptionally sharp hearing could still pick up the sound of heavy, panicked breathing from within.
“Mom… Is my face ruined? It hurts so much!”
“Has that little bitch Yu Qinghuan been possessed by an evil spirit? Her eyes were terrifying just now!”
Li Chunhua clutched her horribly swollen face and huddled in the corner of the kang, trembling. Tears and mucus streamed down her face.
Miao Cuihua clamped a hand tightly over her daughter’s mouth. Her voice was barely above a whisper, trembling with fear.
“Shut up! Keep your voice down! Don’t attract that lunatic over here!”
“Who knows where that wretched girl got such demonic strength? She kicked the woodshed door to pieces with a single kick!”
“Just wait until my second son comes back tomorrow! I’ll make him beat that immoral bitch to death!”
Listening to their whispered conversation, Yu Qinghuan stood in the courtyard and let out a disdainful snort.
Now they were afraid?
Too late.
She lowered her head and looked at the red sugar granules, sunflower seeds, and broken pieces of wood scattered across the ground.
In her previous life, these despicable people had sucked her blood, devoured her flesh, and ultimately wanted her dead.
And now, all she’d done was smash a bride-price table and slap someone across the face, yet they couldn’t even handle that?
Yu Qinghuan’s gaze slowly shifted toward the backyard of the Li family home.
Since the people of the old Li family loved controlling other people’s possessions so much, she would give them a gift they would never forget.
In her previous life, Miao Cuihua had been notorious for her stinginess. She loved pinching every penny and hoarding money.
Most of the military allowance Li Zhengting sent home every month, after deducting a small amount for household expenses, was secretly saved by Miao Cuihua.
That wasn’t all.
Every year, when the production team distributed grain, Miao Cuihua would lock away the Li family’s share of fine grain and cured meat.
Only Li Chunhua and the old man of the Li family were allowed to eat their fill. The original Yu Qinghuan had to survive on bran and vegetable scraps.
Miao Cuihua never kept these good things in plain sight.
Instead, she had a secret treasure trove: the cellar in the Li family’s backyard.
Yu Qinghuan had accidentally discovered it once in her previous life. The cellar was deeply concealed, with piles of dried grass stacked over the entrance to disguise it.
Inside was the entire fortune of the old Li family.
Rice, flour, air-dried cured pork, and cooking oil.
There was even the money Miao Cuihua had saved for her old age, hidden inside an iron tin, along with a thick stack of various ration coupons.
Yu Qinghuan rubbed her chin, a sly smile flashing across her eyes.
“Since you love taking my things so much…”
“Then tonight, I’ll empty your entire household fortune first.”
She wouldn’t leave these despicable people a single cent or even one grain of rice.
When they woke up tomorrow morning, they would get to experience what it truly meant to have absolutely nothing.
Yu Qinghuan mentally retrieved a large meat bun from her dimensional space.
The bun was still steaming hot, with thin dough wrapped around a generous filling.
She swallowed it in two or three bites, then took a sip of sweet, refreshing spiritual spring water.
A warm surge of energy instantly coursed through her body. Her limbs, which had previously been weak and aching, were now brimming with strength.
The night grew darker.
The cold winter wind howled, and dark clouds covered the last traces of moonlight in the sky.
Inside the main house, the Li family members lay on the kang, clutching their quilts in terror. Not one of them dared to close their eyes.
Meanwhile, in the silent courtyard—
Yu Qinghuan moved her body ever so slightly, like a black cat prowling through the night.
Her eyes gleamed with excitement. Taking advantage of the darkness, she silently crept toward the cellar in the Li family’s backyard…