The latest top-version Apple iPhone, official website price: 1.6888 yuan.
A classic Cartier diamond necklace, official website price: 24.9888 yuan.
Ferrari global limited edition Black Diamond Cheetah, market price: around 2100 yuan.
A 500-square-meter river-view flat at “Yipin Tomson” in the city center of Long City, market price: starting from 3000 yuan.
Shen Ci sat on a bench in the plaza, scrolling on her phone for two whole hours before finally figuring out the reality of this world.
Almost everything—people, events, objects—had not changed at all. The only change was in prices. Based on the prices she remembered from her previous life, the world’s currency had devalued by ten thousand times.
In other words, the ten-yuan check that Li Xiao’s mother had given her was equivalent to one hundred thousand yuan in her previous life.
But just as Shen Ci was about to check how much money she currently had, she instinctively opened her WeChat wallet—and nearly screamed out loud.
She clapped her hand over her mouth, eyes widening as she stared at the numbers on her balance: 648,755.6725 yuan.
Almost six hundred and fifty thousand!
This number was not unfamiliar to her. Before retiring, she had sold her car, and the dealership had transferred six installments of one hundred thousand yuan each to her via WeChat. Adding her original balance, that was exactly the amount she now saw.
Her WeChat balance had come back with her from sixty-five to twenty?
Wait…
If the WeChat balance came through, then what about her bank card?
Her lifetime of savings, nearly five million yuan—her retirement fund and burial money—was all in one China Construction Bank card.
Her fingers trembled slightly as she tapped open the linked bank card page. She didn’t remember the full number, but she clearly remembered the last four digits.
1069.
The screen loaded, showing the one bound card. But the bank’s name displayed four words: Time-Space Bank.
And when her gaze landed on the final four digits, her pupils quivered in excitement—1069!
She snapped back to her senses, quickly returning to the home screen. Sure enough, there was an app called Time-Space Bank.
This was all so surreal that Shen Ci felt nothing else would surprise her anymore.
She tapped it open. After a quick face scan, the system logged her in automatically. The page was extremely simple—no ads, no clutter—only her name, card number, and balance displayed.
4,762,359.88 yuan.
Her entire lifetime of savings, not a cent missing!
And in this devalued world, her assets were now equivalent to—over fifty billion yuan!
Fifty. Billion.
The rarity of that number was no less shocking than “seven li five.”
The September heat in Long City was stifling, but Shen Ci sat on the plaza bench until nightfall before finally calming herself down.
At last, she stood up, hailed a taxi by the roadside, and returned to school.
Long City University of Science and Technology, Girls’ Dormitory 309.
Standing outside the door again, Shen Ci exhaled softly before pushing it open.
Inside, a Korean girl group’s latest hit was blasting. On the left bed near the door, the plain-looking Lin Shuang was gaming online with her sharp “princess voice.”
At the desk beneath the right bed, the plump Wang Hou was devouring spicy hotpot while watching a BL drama on her phone.
By the balcony, the tall and beautiful Yu Xinxin was bent over, painting her toenails.
Shen Ci’s arrival didn’t cause even the slightest reaction. Not a single person looked up.
The same old formula, the same old scene.
In her past life, she had endured four years of college in exactly this kind of isolation.
She walked straight to her spot—an upper bed with a lower desk—and sighed in irritation. Almost everything on her desk and bed had been gifts from Li Xiao.
Without hesitation, she grabbed a trash bag and swept all of them inside.
This sudden move finally drew the attention of her three roommates. They exchanged doubtful looks.
“Tsk.” Yu Xinxin sneered, her tone sharp. “What’s gotten into you? Those aren’t cheap. Didn’t Li Xiao give you all that? What, did you two fight?”
The other two smirked in schadenfreude.
Lin Shuang muted her game mic and mocked, “Don’t tell me you broke up?”
At the words “broke up,” Yu Xinxin’s eyes lit up.
She would love nothing more than to see Shen Ci dumped. Why should Shen Ci be prettier and more popular than her? Why should Li Xiao like Shen Ci when she had met him first?
Shen Ci ignored them, rummaging through her drawer. She remembered storing the ring Li Xiao had given her inside—where was it?
Finally, at the very back, she found it. Without a glance, she tossed it into the trash bag.
Yu Xinxin’s smile froze, eyes going wide. “Shen Ci, are you insane? That ring cost nearly three yuan!”
“You want it?”
Shen Ci turned to her, expression blank.
Yu Xinxin blinked, uncertain. “Y-you… you really don’t want it?”
Shen Ci smirked. “If you want it, dig it out of the dorm’s garbage bin later. Don’t expect me to give it to you for free.”
“You—!” Yu Xinxin’s face flushed red with anger and humiliation. “Who wants your trash ring anyway? Your family’s dirt poor, yet you dare to act rich in front of us!”
“Exactly. It’s Li Xiao who’s rich, not you,” Lin Shuang chimed in disdainfully. Then she realized her game mic was still open and hurriedly squeaked in her fake voice, “That wasn’t me, it was my roommate. You’re amazing—another pentakill!”
At that moment, the dorm door swung open. Wu Yu from the next dorm stuck her head in, excitement all over her face. “Shen Ci, quick, come downstairs! Li Xiao’s waiting with this huge bouquet of roses!”
She spread her arms wide to show just how big, eyes sparkling with envy.
Yu Xinxin shot to her feet, Wang Hou stopped eating, and Lin Shuang dropped her game. All three rushed to the balcony window.
Down below, a crowd had gathered. Li Xiao stood there, holding a massive bunch of red roses, head tilted slightly upward toward the window of Dorm 309.
Yu Xinxin’s eyes burned red with jealousy. Clenching her fists, she hissed, “Shen Ci, what’s with this act? If you broke up, would Li Xiao still be down there for you?”
Shen Ci didn’t even look. She tied the trash bag shut, slung it over her arm, and strode quickly out of the dorm.
(End of Chapter)