Luo Zhiyao opened the small room she was staying in. Li Yunzhao stood at the doorway, while He Lingyun carried the items inside.
A room that originally felt quite spacious suddenly seemed much smaller the moment He Lingyun stepped in.
This man really had such an oppressive presence.
“Can I put the things here?” he asked.
“Yes, yes. Captain He, please have a drink of water!” Luo Zhiyaoquickly poured a cup of sugar water from an infrequently used cup and handed it to him.
He Lingyun took the cup and was immediately overwhelmed by the sweetness.
How much sugar did this girl put in?
Looking at Luo Zhiyáo’s bright, sparkling eyes, He Lingyun felt that the sweetness of the sugar water couldn’t compare to her.
“Ahem.” Li Yunzhao coughed lightly at the door, signaling He Lingyun to mind his behavior.
He Lingyun quickly finished the overly sweet water and turned to leave.
Luo Zhiyaothought for a moment, then packed a basket of mushrooms to give him.
“Captain He, thank you and Battalion Commander Li for sending me back. These mushrooms were picked from the mountain—please take them and cook a dish with them. Consider it a small token of my thanks.”
He Lingyun’s gaze fell on her delicate hand—fair, slender, and soft. He wondered what it would feel like to hold it. It must be soft and smooth.
“Thank you, Comrade Luo Zhiyáo.”
He took the basket and left with Li Yunzhao, heading back toward their residence.
When Wu Guohua saw her son carrying a basket, she asked, “Third son, why did you pick a whole basket of mushrooms?”
He Lingyun handed it to her. “Mother, these were given by Comrade Luo as thanks. Just cook them later.”
Wu Guohua was surprised. That Comrade Luo actually knew how to return favors? Had she really changed?
She didn’t say anything further and took the mushrooms into the kitchen.
He Lingyun didn’t idle either. He swept the yard and chopped the pile of firewood—but he was really venting the strange heat building up inside him.
All he could think about was Luo Zhiyaosquatting on the ground, looking up at him with red-rimmed eyes and a soft, nasal voice.
The more he thought about it, the more restless he felt.
“Damn it, I’m such a beast.”
He hadn’t expected himself to develop such thoughts toward a girl he had only met once—especially since she looked to be only seventeen or eighteen, while he was already twenty-five.
It was simply like an old ox trying to eat嫩 grass.
Thinking this, he stopped chopping wood, grabbed a bucket of water, and took a cold shower to cool down the strange fire inside him.
Li Yunzhao watched all of this from the side and couldn’t help thinking: What exactly did he think about to get so heated up?
Ah, unmarried older men…
Meanwhile, Luo Zhiyáo, unaware that someone was burning with desire over her, had already locked her door and entered her space with the package.
She opened it and found clothes, a blanket, malted milk powder, cured meat, and a small cloth pouch.
Inside the pouch were a stack of money and ration tickets—over three thousand yuan and dozens of nationwide grain coupons.
There was also a letter, written by her “older brother.”
Since she had come here, then the original owner’s brother would be her brother too.
After skimming the letter, although she already knew from the plot that her grandparents and parents had gone to Xinjiang, she still felt a sudden tightness in her chest upon reading it.
She assumed it was the lingering emotions of the original body.
The letter mentioned that her eldest brother was doing well in the military region, her second brother was in a hospital in the capital’s military district (temporarily suspended but not heavily affected), and her third brother was a professor at a university in the capital, currently in Xinjiang with their parents.
After organizing the items, Luo Zhiyáo’s eyes reddened unconsciously.
The original owner had truly been blessed—loving grandparents, parents, and brothers who cared for her. Yet she had gone to such lengths for a man, even coming down to the countryside.
If she hadn’t transmigrated into this body, the story would have unfolded exactly as written in the novel.
Now, she only wanted to live well in this body—and find a chance to go to Xinjiang to see them.
A small box fell out from the package seam. When she opened it, she found a jade pendant. At that moment, a mechanical voice echoed in her mind:
“Ding! Congratulations, Host, on activating the spatial system. I am your exclusive system assistant, serial number 9981.”
“Here, you can learn anything you wish and exchange for anything you desire.”
“To exchange items, you must earn points by completing tasks. Please follow instructions.”
A spatial system? Tasks? Exchanging items?
“What are you?” she asked.
“I am not a ‘what.’ I am the spatial system assistant, serial number 9981.”
“Fine, fine. Let’s set that aside—why didn’t you appear when the space first activated?”
“Host, traveling here only activated the space. The jade pendant in your possession is the key to activating the system.”
“So if my family hadn’t sent this jade pendant, you wouldn’t have been activated?”
“Yes, Host.”
“Alright, tell me your functions.”
“The system will issue tasks. Completing them earns points, which can be used in the shop to exchange for items you want.”
“Can I see the shop?”
“Yes.”
A transparent screen appeared before her, displaying a wide variety of items—even martial arts manuals.
When she looked at the required points, she nearly fainted—100,000 points?!
Why was it so expensive?
She also saw medicines like common cold medicine and specialty drugs, as well as skill books in medicine, research, and political science.
Scrolling further, she saw a wide range of food—from coarse grains to fine rice and flour, from noodles to instant noodles and even luosifen.
It was like a massive supermarket covering food, clothing, housing, transportation, study, and entertainment—everything imaginable.
“I’ll call you ‘Jiujiu’ from now on. You’re the most perfect system I’ve ever seen,” she said.
“Has the Host seen other systems?” the mechanical voice sounded slightly surprised.
“Not really. I’ve just read a lot of novels. The systems in those stories seem pretty useless.”
“…Thank you so much.”
System 9981 felt quite helpless dealing with such a host.
That day, Luo Zhiyaorelaxed in the space for most of the afternoon. When she returned to her room, it was already past four.
Seeing the sun still hanging in the sky, she grabbed a basket and went into the mountains to collect firewood. She still had to return what she had borrowed from the educated youth compound.
“Hopefully I can find something interesting in the mountains today,” she thought.
Her space still had plenty of empty land—she wanted to grow some wild medicinal herbs.
“Ding! Task issued: Collect one century-old ginseng. Reward: 100 points.”
“Ding! Task issued: Collect one century-old lingzhi mushroom. Reward: 100 points.”
Luo Zhiyaoclicked her tongue. She had just been thinking about finding good things, and the system immediately issued tasks. But century-old ginseng and lingzhi were only worth 100 points—too stingy.
Still, something was better than nothing.
“System, can you help locate nearby ginseng and lingzhi?”
“Yes, but it will cost 50 points.”
“Deduct it.”
“Host, you currently have no points.”
“Put it on credit. Just deduct it later.”
“…But—”
“Enough buts. Stop wasting time. Hurry up!”
Unable to argue, the system began scanning. Not far ahead, a century-old ginseng—around 300 years old—was detected.
Following the system’s guidance, Luo Zhiyaocarefully dug it up.
“Aah! What a treasure! This one must be around 300 years old!”
She placed it into her space, where it immediately took root and began growing again.
This space really was miraculous.
“Congratulations, Host, obtained a 300-year-old ginseng. Reward: 300 points.”
Luo Zhiyaowas delighted—so the older the ginseng, the more points it yielded!
She then found a lingzhi mushroom about 150 years old and earned 150 points.
After deducting the system’s assistance fee, Luo Zhiyaonow had a total of 400 points.