This was truly original, pure chicken. The moment the meat entered her mouth, Gu Rou couldn’t help but sigh inwardly—this taste was simply incredible. In the apocalypse, both food and clean air had been extremely scarce. Now, being able to savor such fresh, delicious chicken made her feel that transmigrating to this era wasn’t entirely a bad thing after all.
It was March of 1975, right in the period of the planned economy. Both food and clothing were in severe shortage. Although public grain rations were distributed regularly, for families with many mouths to feed, it was still hard to eat their fill at every meal. Gu Rou couldn’t help thinking of all the supplies she had stockpiled during the apocalypse. If only her storage space could transmigrate with her—how wonderful that would be.
Back then, she had gone to great lengths to store huge amounts of supplies: rice, flour, bread, as well as equipment for making medicine and all kinds of pharmaceuticals she had developed herself. Only with those things did she feel truly secure, without worrying that her family would starve or freeze.
Just as that thought flashed through her mind, Gu Rou suddenly felt a strange change in her surroundings. She realized that her space had come along with her.
The space was a small villa, with walls and floors made of smooth white material that emitted a faint glow. When she looked around, she saw that all the stored supplies—food, water, clothing, tools, and more—were still there, and in considerable quantities. What delighted Gu Rou even more was that her medicines and the machines she used to develop them were all present, not missing a single item.
These medicines had been extremely precious resources for her survival in the apocalypse. Not to mention now, in the safe year of 1975—they were simply a huge advantage.
Gu Rou couldn’t help grinning. With this space, she could safely store supplies and take out whatever she needed at any time. Compared to the desperate struggle for survival in the apocalypse, this place was practically heaven.
She couldn’t help but marvel inwardly—having this space would completely transform her life.
It was March now, when everything had just been planted. In many households, stored grain was almost completely gone. During the busy farming season, people needed the most physical strength, so rice had to be eaten solid. During the slack season, bowls were mostly thin porridge, with sweet potatoes or potatoes added to pad things out. Even after eating, it still couldn’t keep up with the physical demands.
Gu Rou’s family wasn’t poor by village standards, but they weren’t much better off than others either. After the family split, there were fewer people, so they mostly ate thin porridge morning and night. Only during heavy labor did they eat solid rice; meat was never something they even considered on ordinary days.
After finishing the food in the lunchbox and having slept enough, Gu Rou lay on the hospital bed and began planning her future.
Since she had already transmigrated and clearly had no way back, Gu Rou could only live well here—no, she intended to live brilliantly.
Using the phone stored in her space, she checked what would happen over the next decade or so. She knew that the college entrance examination would be reinstated in 1977, followed by the era of reform and opening up. She had to seize these two opportunities and lift this whole family along with her.
Having used the original owner’s body and eaten the Gu family’s chicken, she naturally had to avenge the original owner and take good care of the family. After spending a morning with them, Gu Rou didn’t dislike them. The feeling of having family wasn’t bad at all.
In the apocalypse, her parents had died early due to accidents while struggling to survive. From the age of thirteen, she had relied solely on herself. She truly missed the feeling of having family.
So… in the future, she had to have money, have love, and keep all the crazies far away.