The flight Shen Nanshu was on had crashed.
While soaring at high altitude, the plane struck a flock of migrating birds heading south. The engines caught fire, the aircraft lost control, and it plunged from an altitude of over ten thousand meters.
As the flames and shockwave from the explosion engulfed the cabin, Shen Nanshu, seated in first class, widened her eyes in terror. Despair and unwillingness filled her heart as death closed in.
Three years ago, while fighting zombies in the apocalypse, she had accidentally fallen into a space-time rift and transmigrated into the world of a novel.
A transmigration system informed her that she had become the story’s vicious female supporting character. As long as she followed the plot and completed her role, she would receive a generous reward and be able to live a wealthy, carefree life.
She had diligently followed every storyline, survived until the grand finale, and finally received a reward of one hundred million yuan.
Just as she was preparing to fake her death and move overseas to enjoy life, someone set her up. She spent a night with a mysterious man, and two months later discovered that she was pregnant—with triplets.
Thinking that she had more than enough money to raise children on her own, she decided to keep the babies and leave the father out of the picture.
So she secretly gave birth to three sons.
When the triplets were a little over a year old and fully weaned, she accepted an invitation to participate in a racing competition in Country M.
Who would have thought that her flight would meet with disaster?
If she died, what would happen to her children?
Just as panic gripped her heart, countless images flashed before her eyes like scenes from a movie.
After her death, the three boys were separated and adopted by different families.
As adults—
The eldest became ruthless and cold-blooded. He frequently engaged in illegal activities and eventually found himself abandoned by everyone before being murdered by his enemies.
The second son became gloomy and twisted, a sadist who enjoyed abusing others. After his crimes were exposed, he was locked away in a psychiatric hospital and tortured to death.
The youngest suffered from terminal “love-brain syndrome.” Unable to win the affection he wanted, he spiraled into obsession, kidnapped the object of his affection, and ultimately died after being hit by a car. His body was even thrown into a septic tank.
Shen Nanshu was furious.
Throwing a punch at the horrifying images as if she could shatter them, she suddenly felt the ground vanish beneath her feet.
With a startled cry, she plunged into a dark void.
When she regained her senses, the flames, explosions, and terrified screams of the passengers had all disappeared.
She found herself standing in a deserted alleyway.
“What the hell happened?”
“Host, I saved you.”
A familiar electronic voice sounded in her mind.
A small white virtual figure appeared before her eyes.
Shen Nanshu’s eyes lit up.
“System? You’re back?”
After she had completed her original storyline, the system had delivered her reward and left. She had never expected to see it again.
Wiping imaginary sweat from its forehead, the system explained anxiously,
“I was carrying out a mission in another timeline when I sensed that your life was in danger. I activated an emergency rescue protocol to save you.”
“It worked, but… there was a slight operational error.”
“I accidentally transported you eighteen years into the future.”
Shen Nanshu’s eyes widened.
“Eighteen years into the future?!”
The plane crash had happened in 2007.
Did that mean it was now 2025?
After recovering from the shock, she recalled the visions she had just seen.
“What about those scenes? What were they?”
The system nervously poked its fingers together.
“Well… the storyline you completed before was actually just a prequel side story. It was about the romance between the original protagonist’s parents.”
“The scenes you just saw are from the main story.”
“Your three sons grow up to become the villains of the original novel.”
“Those are their eventual fates.”
The corner of Shen Nanshu’s mouth twitched.
What kind of nonsense was this?
The system coughed awkwardly.
“Your death in the plane crash was also part of the original plot. I didn’t tell you because I was afraid you’d refuse to cooperate.”
Shen Nanshu laughed in disbelief.
So after all that effort, after surviving the role of a vicious supporting character, she hadn’t earned a life as a rich, beautiful single mother after all.
A deadly calamity had been waiting for her the entire time.
What a rotten life.
Fearing a verbal beating, the system hurriedly continued:
“Anyway, I saved your life, so let’s call it even.”
“The main story doesn’t include you. The timeline you’ve arrived in is before the plot begins, so you can live freely from now on.”
“I’m heading off to my next host now. Don’t bother trying to find me. You won’t be able to.”
“Mountains may change and rivers may run dry—farewell forever! Bye-bye!”
Before Shen Nanshu could respond, the system vanished without a trace.
“…”
It really ran fast.
Thinking about everything it had said, anger surged through her chest.
First it had forced her to play a vicious supporting character and nearly gotten her killed.
Now it wanted her three sons to become villains destined for tragic ends.
Was someone deliberately targeting her entire family?
That damned author had no conscience.
Accept such a cruel fate?
Absolutely not.
The story hadn’t started yet.
There was still time to change things.
Since she had been given a second chance at life, she would save her children and rewrite their destinies.
Having made up her mind, she walked toward the alley’s exit.
Just then, a drunk thug with dyed yellow hair staggered toward her.
The moment he saw Shen Nanshu, his eyes lit up.
She was wearing a short-sleeved white dress that reached her knees. Though the style was somewhat old-fashioned, it accentuated her graceful figure.
Her long, wavy hair cascaded over her shoulders like seaweed, and her fair skin seemed to glow.
Most striking of all was her face—stunningly beautiful, even more dazzling than many television actresses.
The thug’s lust immediately awakened.
Seeing that there was no one else around, and emboldened by alcohol, he swaggered over and blocked her path.
“Hey, gorgeous. All alone?”
“How about coming to a bar with your big brother here? I’ve got money.”
“I’ll take care of you for the night. What do you say?”
As he spoke, his filthy hand reached toward her chest.
Shen Nanshu’s expression darkened.
Grabbing his wrist, she executed a perfect shoulder throw.
The thug was sent flying and crashed heavily onto the ground.
“Argh!”
The impact knocked most of the alcohol out of his system.
Both shocked and furious, he scrambled to his feet.
“You bitch! How dare you hit me? I’ll teach you a lesson!”
He swung a fist at her.
Shen Nanshu sidestepped effortlessly.
Then—
Slap!
A single slap sent him sprawling back onto the pavement.
His face instantly swelled. One of his teeth flew out, and blood dribbled from the corner of his mouth.
Staring at her in horror, he trembled.
She looked delicate and harmless.
How was she so violent?
Shen Nanshu shot him an icy glare.
Terrified, he scrambled to his feet and fled while clutching his face.
As he ran, he shouted back unwillingly,
“Just you wait! This isn’t over!”
Watching him disappear into the distance, Shen Nanshu sneered.
“Trash.”
She had only just arrived in this era and had no interest in causing trouble, so she brushed the dust from her dress and continued toward the street.
Outside the alley was a bustling commercial district.
The buildings, shops, and storefronts all looked newer and more modern than she remembered.
Stopping in front of a steamed bun shop, she noticed an electronic clock hanging inside.
It displayed:
October 20, 2025 — 2:30 PM
Her eyebrows rose slightly.
She really had traveled eighteen years into the future.
It was late autumn now. Everyone on the street was dressed in long sleeves and pants.
Yet she was still wearing a summer dress.
The bun shop owner gave her an odd look.
“Young lady, aren’t you cold dressed like that?”
Shen Nanshu smiled.
“Not at all.”
The owner nodded and enthusiastically began listing prices.
“Steamed buns are one yuan fifty each. Fried dough sticks are two yuan apiece. What would you like?”
Shen Nanshu clicked her tongue.
Back before she traveled through time, buns had cost one yuan for three, and fried dough sticks only thirty cents each.
Prices really had skyrocketed.
As her stomach growled, she reached into her pocket.
Everything she owned had been on the plane and was likely destroyed.
Fortunately, she still found two hundred yuan in cash.
Pulling out a one-hundred-yuan bill, she handed it over.
“Two buns, one fried dough stick, and a cup of soy milk.”
The owner examined the bill before frowning.
“Isn’t this an old banknote from more than ten years ago?”
“We don’t use these anymore. The currency’s been updated.”
“You’ll need a newer bill.”
She handed the money back.
Shen Nanshu felt awkward.
Eighteen years had passed.
Even the currency had changed.
Since the money was useless, she’d better return to her old residence first.
After asking the owner where she was, she put the bill away and turned to leave.
Most survivors in the apocalypse possessed supernatural abilities.
Shen Nanshu had two.
The first was teleportation.
As the name suggested, she could instantly move from one place to another.
There was a limit, however—she could only travel a maximum distance of fifty li in a single jump.
Without usable money, she couldn’t take a taxi.
Teleporting home seemed like the easiest solution.
With that decided, she walked to a secluded area and prepared to activate her ability.
Suddenly—
Several motorcycles roared toward her.
A group of young men surrounded her in an instant.
Their intentions were clearly hostile.
A trace of killing intent filled the air, making the atmosphere tense.
Nearby pedestrians hurriedly backed away in fear.