Qi Ziyue slept for two full days before finally waking up.
Luckily, she was renting a place by herself right now; otherwise her family would have been worried sick.
As soon as she woke up, she didn’t even eat. She immediately went out to buy lottery tickets for the sports lottery—specifically the “Da Letou” jackpot.
Deep down, she had a vague feeling she shouldn’t be too greedy. So she only bought 15 yuan worth: five quick-pick single-entry tickets, with an extra 1 yuan add-on option.
Each entry was 3 yuan, so five entries cost 15 yuan.
After buying the “Da Letou” tickets according to the numbers she had drawn herself, she went to buy “Double Color Ball” tickets as well, again using the numbers she had drawn. In total, she played 7 sets of numbers, betting 10 times each, spending 20 yuan in total on Double Color Ball tickets.
After that, she still had 50,000 yuan her brother had transferred to her. She first went to a food market and began buying breakfast items in bulk: 1,000 steamed buns, 1,000 mantou (plain buns), and then fried dough sticks, soy milk, and various kinds of pancakes—each at 1,000 units.
Then she went to the vegetable market and bought all kinds of pre-cooked foods: braised chicken, duck, goose, chicken feet, duck feet, duck necks, various baked buns, roujiamo (Chinese meat sandwiches), and so on—each item in quantities of 1,000, limited by what her “space” could handle.
By the time she finished, she had spent nearly 20,000 yuan.
After that, she separately went to a livestock farm and ordered 100 roasted whole lambs. She also arranged 1,000 roasted fish, and 1,000 jin of braised and roasted beef.
Roast lamb was expensive—about 1,000 yuan each. A thousand of them would cost a full million yuan. But she didn’t have enough money, so she only paid a deposit and would collect them once the remaining funds were available.
The same went for roasted fish and braised beef—she could only pay a 10,000 yuan deposit for each order.
Now she was completely out of money. She could only wait to see whether her lottery tickets would win.
If they didn’t, she would be in an awkward situation.
The Da Letou draw was every Monday, Wednesday, and Saturday at 21:30. Double Color Ball was drawn every Tuesday, Thursday, and Sunday at 21:15.
Today happened to be Friday, so she still had to wait another day for the Da Letou results. Qi Ziyue looked at the remaining quarter of her peaches and carefully stored them into her space box.
Now her “space” had become a house. She was thinking about buying a few freezers and refrigerators so she could store everything frozen, just in case the space’s time-freeze ability stopped working one day.
All of these things were drawn by something called the “peach blossom pen.” For now, it seemed to be linked to her mental state.
She could vaguely sense that each category in the space had an upper limit of 1,000 units, and the time-freeze effect seemed to last up to 20 years. To extend it, she would need to improve the meditation method of the peach blossom spirit’s owner.
After handling the space matters, Qi Ziyue opened her computer and organized her resignation paperwork.
She had been stuck in a cycle of nightmares for the past month, sometimes even unable to fully wake up during the day. So a month earlier, she had already submitted her resignation letter. HR should be finalizing it in the next couple of days.
After everything was settled, she called her family to report that she was safe, then tried lying on the bed and practicing the meditation method she had learned from the peach blossom spirit’s owner to train her mental strength.
But instead—
With her feet together and hands placed over her navel, she quickly fell asleep.
In her dream, she was once again trapped in that dull, impoverished world. Qi Ziyue woke up in a panic at around 5 a.m., rubbing her eyes.
Qi Ziyue: “?”
This was awkward. She was already physically weaker than normal people—there was no way she could cultivate like that.
Strangely, though, after waking up, even though she had dreamed a lot, her headache had lessened.
She wasn’t sure whether it was because of that lying-down breathing method or because of the peach she had eaten days ago.
In any case, she simply took two buns and two shumai from her space for breakfast and headed straight to the appliance market.
She originally wanted to buy a lot of appliances, but in the end, she couldn’t even afford a 3,000-yuan refrigerator.
What kind of situation was this?
She called her mother, thinking of borrowing money—but then hesitated. She had just taken 50,000 yuan from her brother; asking again might cause problems.
So she borrowed 3,000 yuan from a friend and bought a refrigerator. After briefly looking at other appliances, she went home.
With no money, she didn’t dare make any more moves. Back home, aside from eating, she spent her time online researching how to survive fires, watching videos on how to use fire extinguishers, and even compiling a personal safety manual.
After a full day and night of studying safety strategies, she felt confident she could now properly use a fire extinguisher in any high-rise or emergency fire situation.
By 9 p.m., it was almost time for the lottery draw.
She turned on the TV and waited quietly.
To ease her nerves, she opened WeChat and chatted casually with her brother.
She suddenly asked, “Brother, if I suddenly became rich, how do you think I should spend the money?”
There was a pause before he sent a voice message, laughing.
“Stupid girl, what are you thinking about? Unless your brother gets rich first, you won’t have money. With your teacher salary, how could you suddenly become rich? If you really did, people would probably investigate you.”
Qi Ziyue: “……”
That made sense.
Still, she insisted and asked again: if he became rich, how would he spend it?
Her brother laughed at her wild imagination, but still replied—he would buy her food, pretty clothes, and take the whole family traveling around the world.
Qi Ziyue knew her family didn’t believe she could possibly win the lottery, so she didn’t say more. She just kept chatting while watching the draw on TV.
At 21:30, the TV suddenly announced the winning numbers of the Da Letou.
The first five numbers… and then the last two…
She felt strangely familiar.
When she looked closely at her ticket, her heart skipped a beat—it was exactly the same.
The announcer said excitedly:
“This round’s Da Letou jackpot is 21.18 million yuan. The winning ticket is a 15-yuan, five-entry single quick-pick ticket. Congratulations to this lucky player.”
Qi Ziyue’s palms were sweating.
She had actually won over 20 million.
This was the money she had planned for her family. It should be enough.
When she went to claim the prize, she disguised herself carefully so no one could recognize her, and wore a mask throughout the process.
After tax, about 4 million yuan was deducted. She also donated 1 million yuan to a mountainous region. In the end, she deposited the remaining 15 million-plus into her account.
She didn’t rush to buy things. First, she went to an insurance company and bought full retirement and health insurance for her grandparents, parents, and brother. Altogether, it cost over 5 million yuan.
With the remaining 10 million, she didn’t dare touch it. She kept it aside for family living expenses. She also planned to give her brother an additional 10 million as startup capital so he could support the family in the future.
On Sunday morning, after claiming the prize, she returned home and immediately started writing her will and letters to her family, explaining things in simple terms and hoping her departure wouldn’t hurt them too much.
After finishing, she repaid the 3,000 yuan she owed her friend and even transferred an extra 10,000 yuan as thanks.
Soon after, the TV announced the Double Color Ball winning numbers.
This time, the numbers matched exactly the ticket she had drawn.
The host was so excited he could hardly contain himself as he announced:
“This round’s first prize jackpot is 53.19 million yuan! The winning ticket is a 20-yuan, 10-times-bet Double Color Ball ticket! Congratulations to this extremely lucky player!”
Compared to the first win, Qi Ziyue was much calmer this time.
After all, anyone who knew they were about to “die” wouldn’t feel too much joy.
That night, she stayed awake, carefully distributing all her assets in her mind.
She planned to give her parents 3 million each, her grandparents 1 million each, and so on. Her brother would get 10 million for entrepreneurship.
In total, she allocated about 20 million plus insurance policies worth several million for the family, so they would be financially secure even in emergencies.
After everything was arranged, she went to notarize her will the next day, then went to claim the Double Color Ball prize.
After taxes, she received over 40 million yuan. She set aside 10 million for her brother, leaving herself with about 30 million for supplies.
This time, she spent much more freely.
She ordered 1,000 roasted lambs, 1,000 roasted fish, and 1,000 jin of braised beef and other meats, costing several million.
Then she bought large quantities of staple foods: rice, flour, noodles, potatoes, sweet potatoes, peanuts, sugar—each 1,000 jin.
Cooking oils, sauces, jams—also 1,000 units each.
She bought canned fruits, snacks, and dried goods in bulk.
At the fruit market, she bought apples, bananas, pears, dragon fruit, durian, oranges, watermelon, cherries, lychee—each about 500 jin.
She also bought fruit tree seedlings and seeds for future planting in her space.
Then she bought hundreds of sets of clothing, bedding, winter clothes, underwear, shoes, and children’s items.
She even stocked diapers and sanitary pads in bulk, along with hundreds of sets of seasonal clothing.
She continued buying household items, cosmetics, toiletries, cleaning supplies, and daily necessities—everything in massive quantities.
She also bought self-defense tools like electric batons, pepper spray, strong flashlights, door blockers, and tactical pens.
She even bought diving gear and underwater breathing equipment, preparing for emergencies she had seen in her dreams.
Finally, she bought past college entrance exam papers from the years after the reinstatement of the Gaokao in 1977.
If she really ended up in that world, maybe she would need them.
She also downloaded electrical appliance design blueprints and studied them carefully, planning to replicate or improve devices later.
Eventually, she realized the “dream” was actually a novel she had read before.
The little boy in her dreams was a tragic villain character from a historical novel—brilliant, vengeful, and ultimately destroyed by the so-called “protagonist system” and even his own father.
Qi Ziyue: “……”
What kind of twisted story was that?
And just as she was sinking into that thought, she suddenly felt intense burning pain again, hearing crackling flames and a child crying for his mother nearby.
She was back in the fire again.
And this time, the pain was even worse—she could almost smell burning flesh.
Qi Ziyue: “?”
Was she… actually transmigrating this time?