After two years in the apocalypse, she had eaten weeds, gnawed on tree bark, scavenged through garbage, and fought wild dogs for scraps…
She had almost forgotten the taste of steamed buns.
Ahhh, I’m going to retire in this ancient era and enjoy life!
The little maid took out a piece of paper and a firearm from her person.
"Concubine, I’ve retrieved this Letter of Divorce and this piece of iron for you."
As she spoke, she pulled out a bundle from her bosom.
"These are all the copper coins you previously rewarded me with, along with my monthly allowance. I’m giving them all to you. Sob sob, I hope you can live well from now on, Concubine."
The little maid wiped her tears and chattered on for a while longer before finally leaving.
Jiang Wanyue knew this girl—her name was Taohua. The original host had pitied her for her troubled life and often looked after her.
She was someone who repaid kindness.
Ignoring the little maid’s departure, Jiang Wanyue immersed her consciousness in the space and began taking stock of her supplies.
Three acres of fertile black-golden soil were planted with various fruits and vegetables, all yielding a bountiful harvest.
As long as they remained unpicked, they stayed in their peak state of ripeness, never rotting. Hanging from the branches, they emitted faint traces of spiritual energy.
Beside it stood a large villa. The courtyard was planted with rare and precious flowers and plants, while the interior of the villa was decorated with understated luxury, each detail reflecting the owner’s noble status.
Next was a large shopping mall, nineteen stories high, storing all the supplies Jiang Wanyue had gathered over the past two years, as well as the Arsenal she had raided just before her death in her previous life.
As long as items remained in the space, they stayed in the exact state they were brought in—food never spoiled, and objects never deteriorated.
Nineteen towering mountains, reaching into the clouds, were also covered with fruit trees of various varieties, their branches heavy with abundant fruit.
The rest of the space was encircled by a wide, unfathomably deep lake, forming a ring that enclosed the entire area.
Beyond the lake was the space’s boundary wall. Jiang Wanyue had once tried to penetrate it but found it completely impenetrable.
A flicker of regret passed through her eyes.
"Such a wonderful space, such a luxurious villa—why can’t people enter it?"
No sooner had the thought crossed her mind than she vanished from the bed.
She blinked once, then again.
Jiang Wanyue was ecstatic: "The space—I can actually enter it now!"
With a wave of her hand, several cherry tomatoes appeared in her palm from the field.
She quickly ate a few, and a tingling sensation spread across her back. Her wounds began to heal at a visible rate.
In an instant, most of her injuries had recovered.
Jiang Wanyue’s beautiful eyes lit up.
"Wonderful! Not only can I enter the space, but the healing effects of the fruits have also improved."
In her previous life, the fruits produced in the space also had healing properties, but they weren’t this potent.
A severe injury like the one on her back would have taken several days to heal.
Yet after eating just a few cherry tomatoes, it had mostly healed.
Finally able to move, she slowly got up from the ground and walked into the large villa—this was her home before the apocalypse.
A familiar aura washed over her. The spacious living room table was still adorned with various exquisite luxury items.
A magnificent crystal chandelier…
Hmm? The crystal chandelier was actually lit—there was electricity?
She reached out and flipped the switch. There really was electricity!
Eagerly, she began charging various devices. Unfortunately, there was no food left in the kitchen. How she longed for a bowl of rice!
As for the nineteen-story shopping mall, which served as a warehouse, it contained not a single grain of rice or flour.
Everything found later were packaged foods and water, with weapons being the most abundant, along with fruits produced in the space—just no rice.
Jiang Wanyue hadn’t eaten rice for a full two years.
She had originally wanted to plant some, but she didn’t even have seeds.
As she was lost in thought, noisy sounds came from outside.
With a flicker of thought, Jiang Wanyue reappeared on the bed from earlier.
Fortunately, she hadn’t changed clothes, and the bloodstains made it impossible to see that the injuries inside had already healed.
It was an old nanny, someone from the Marquis Manor’s elderly madam’s side, who usually looked down on Jiang Wanyue’s petty and unrefined behavior.
She had even swindled all of Jiang Wanyue’s silver.
Seeing Jiang Wanyue lying weakly on the bed, the nanny spat fiercely.
"Pah, shameless little harlot. The Marquis Manor treated you well, yet you dared to have an affair with an outsider."
Then, a large bundle was thrown over. The nanny crossed her arms and looked down her nose at Jiang Wanyue.
"The elderly madam said your ties with the Marquis Manor are severed. Here are your household registration and travel permit. Get out in three days."
Truth be told, the elderly madam of the Marquis Manor had been quite good to her, but the original host was too foolish, easily swayed by petty people.
The old nanny’s beady eyes darted around as she began rummaging through the cabinets and drawers.
"The elderly madam said she’s sparing your life this time to repay the life-saving favor from back then. Pah, why is there only this little bit of broken silver?"
She found a few pieces of broken silver the size of a little finger in the jewelry box and curled her lips in disdain.
Then, her eyes landed on a small bundle by the bedside, which the little maid Taohua had just delivered.
The old nanny reached out to snatch it: "Hand it over."
Opening it, she found only a few copper coins and some flatbreads inside.
"Pah, you were a concubine for a whole year, yet you’re this poor."
As she twisted her large hips to leave, Jiang Wanyue finally spoke softly: "Nanny Li, what is the punishment for inciting a concubine to commit adultery?"
Nanny Li paused in her steps, placed her hands on her hips, and began cursing loudly.
"Shameless little harlot, on the brink of death, and you still dare to accuse me? I’ll beat you to death!"
She had just taken a step forward when a piercing pain shot through the sole of her foot: "Ouch, what is this? It hurts so much!"
Several sharp thumbtacks had pierced through her thin shoe soles and embedded themselves in her flesh.
"Nanny Li, you should be careful. Don’t bring retribution upon yourself."
"You…"
Nanny Li was sweating profusely from the pain and hurried off to find a doctor, leaving behind a few harsh words.
"You just wait!"
Jiang Wanyue sat up, picked up the bundle the little maid had given her, and ate two pieces of flatbread before feeling full.
Her eyes turned toward the door as she gently brushed aside the stray hairs on her forehead, her voice soft and alluring.
"I’m waiting."
The room was relatively spacious, with an antique charm, but unfortunately, it didn’t contain many belongings.
She found some Ruqun she usually wore and stored them in her space.
Then, she gathered all her money together and twitched the corner of her mouth.
"Sigh, this concubine role the original host played—her monthly allowance was at least ten taels, yet it was all swindled away by that old hag."
A concubine’s monthly allowance in a normal household was five taels, but the Marquis Manor had few members and vast properties, with only the 20-year-old Young Marquis Lu Sichen and the elderly madam.
Thus, as the only concubine, her monthly allowance was relatively higher.
Jiang Wanyue thought about the prices in the capital city. Here, at most two taels of silver wouldn’t even be enough to stay at an inn.
If it were just for food, it might last a month.
Two years into the apocalypse, she had seen plenty of gold, silver, and jewels discarded on the ground while gathering supplies, all treated like worthless trash.
Thinking of this, Jiang Wanyue wished she could slap herself twice.
What a pity, such a shame.
Under the cover of a moonless, windy night, it was the perfect time for murder and plunder.
Dressed in black, she stealthily slipped into the small courtyard.
Nanny Li was sitting under the oil lamp counting silver, grinning from ear to ear.
"I've served the old madam for over ten years and never seen so much silver. What right does that wretched girl have to it?"