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Summer, 1972.
Beijing, military compound.
“Luoluo, I know it’s unfair to ask you to transfer the house your mother left you to Chi’er at a time like this. I know you’ve been wronged, but your grandfather’s situation has no room for reversal anymore. You’ll definitely be implicated too.”
“Your cousin-aunt knows you’ve suffered, but there’s nothing she can do. Anyway, you’ll be sent down to the countryside sooner or later. We’re family—why not transfer the house to Chi’er? At least she’ll have a place to live, right? Okay?”
“Luoluo, open the door first. Let aunt talk to you properly, alright?”
Li Luoyu: “……”
What’s going on?
Wasn’t she just struck dead by a thunderbolt a moment ago?
“Hiss—”
Her head hurts!!!
After a brief blackout, she finally realized—she had transmigrated.
And not just that—she’d transmigrated into a novel?!
Worse, she had become a pure cannon fodder character who existed only to deliver cheats and resources to the female lead, dying in the very first chapter without even making an appearance.
She remembered the novel’s title: “When the Delicate Childhood Sweetheart Tears Up, the Cold Young Master Softens.” It was a period novel she’d only skimmed the beginning of among her many books.
If not for the supporting character who handed over the golden finger having the same name as her, she wouldn’t have even bothered flipping through it. Infuriating!!!
In the book, Li Luoyu had lived with her grandfather in the military compound since childhood. It wasn’t that she didn’t want to live with her parents—her father, Li Yanzhi, and her mother, Luo Zhi, were both researchers who spent years in a closed research institute. As for what they researched, she didn’t know.
Three years ago, they were targeted by enemy agents. A meticulously planned explosion buried her parents and many other scientists deep in the mountains forever.
Since then, having lost her closest loved ones, she became a quiet and withdrawn girl.
Her grandfather, Li Yuan, was the commander of the Beijing military district. The novel begins with Li Luoyu dying suddenly of a heart attack. Her grandfather, reported by malicious elements, suffers the double blow of the accusation and his granddaughter’s death, and dies soon after from shock.
Her uncle, Li Chengzhi, originally a deputy regiment commander in another military district, learns of the tragedy and dies gloriously during a mission.
As for the female lead, Jiang Chi’er, she was the daughter of Li Luoyu’s cousin-aunt, Li Hezhi.
Naturally, the funeral arrangements for Li Luoyu and her grandfather fell to that family. During the process, Jiang Chi’er accidentally discovered the jade pendant on the original owner’s neck and, by some strange coincidence, activated the space within it.
After gaining the space, the female lead eagerly went to the countryside to pursue the male lead, Gu Beichuan—seeking revenge, fighting troublesome relatives, flirting with handsome men, collecting gold and antiques, starting businesses, and ultimately living a life envied by all as the wife of the richest man.
But Li Luoyu knew something the book didn’t make obvious—Jiang Chi’er had been reborn.
The report against her grandfather had been orchestrated by Jiang Chi’er herself, accusing him of secretly keeping enemy correspondence.
Li Luoyu narrowed her eyes, rubbing her throbbing head as memories fused together. She, a top-tier powerhouse from the apocalypse with lightning, wood, and psychic abilities—and even a spatial storage—had actually been struck into another world by lightning.
Seriously… what rotten luck.
She was the kind of person who always paid back grievances tenfold.
Instinctively, she reached for the jade pendant around her neck.
“Hm?”
Where’s the pendant?
Rubbing her temples, she cursed, “Damn it—Jiang Chi, you bitch, you actually pulled a sneak attack!”
The original owner had suffered a sudden heart attack and collapsed in her room last night. Her grandfather wasn’t home. Jiang Chi’er came under the pretense of visiting a good friend—and just like that, stole the jade pendant.
Fine, you stole it—but couldn’t you at least help her onto the bed and cover her with a blanket?
The female lead… really wasn’t a good person.
“Enough, open the door already. Aunt knows you’re upset, but you can’t take it out on me.”
“You’ve been making a fuss for two days. Are you planning to stay locked inside forever?”
“I’m only asking you to transfer a house. Is it really worth throwing a tantrum like this?”
“You’re going to the countryside anyway—what’s wrong with giving it to your cousin Chi’er?”
Li Hezhi really had patience—knocking for so long without getting tired.
Li Luoyu bared her teeth. Her hands were itching.
She checked her space—good, it was still there, packed full of supplies.
She checked her abilities—lightning, wood, and psychic. Good, still there too, though all downgraded to level one.
No problem. She had a whole warehouse of crystal cores in her space—enough to max them out again here.
Bang!
The door was yanked open from inside.
“Get lost.”
Li Luoyu, who had fought her way out of mountains of corpses and seas of blood, exuded a chilling killing aura. Her cold gaze was like she was looking at a dead person, startling Li Hezhi—who had been about to keep knocking—into freezing on the spot.
“Deaf?”
Li Luoyu raised her eyes slightly, her voice devoid of warmth. The scar at the corner of her eye tugged faintly, forming a dangerous arc.
Li Hezhi’s throat trembled, her hand clutching her sleeve shaking violently. “I—I…”
Oh my god.
What happened to Li Luoyu? Why did she suddenly become so terrifying? That gaze looked like it could slice her into pieces.
“Y-your mother’s grave… the pine tree on it got cut down. They said it was… a remnant of capitalism.”
Li Luoyu: “?”
After blurting that out, Li Hezhi turned and ran without looking back, like she was being chased by a dog, screaming as she fled:
“Ahhh!!! Li Luoyu is possessed!!!”
Li Luoyu watched her clumsy, bear-like retreat, licking her back teeth and snorting disdainfully.
At that moment, Aunt Zhang came out of the kitchen to call her for dinner.
Braised pork, soy-glazed eggplant, tomato scrambled eggs, yam with wood ear mushrooms, and West Lake beef soup—simple dishes, but Li Luoyu ate happily.
Sure enough, it tasted far better than food in the apocalypse.
Standing in the courtyard, she looked at the sky gradually darkening into blue.
“Night’s falling.”
A dark night with strong winds—
the perfect time for killing and arson.