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She unexpectedly traveled to the materially scarce 1970s, becoming a pitiful girl living under someone else's roof. Her ruthless cousin not only stole her job but also secretly signed her up for the countryside, even pushing her to her death. After waking up, she no longer endured the exploitation and bullying from her hypocritical uncle's family. She publicly exposed their ingratitude and took back the money and subsidies left by her parents. Armed with the spiritual spring space she accidentally unlocked, she set off for the countryside with supplies and determination. A brand new life, belonging entirely to her, is about to unfold passionately in the vast world.

In her last life, Chloe Morrison had been so dazzled by a scumbag educated-youth that she’d turned into a hopeless love-struck fool. She handed him her university slot, her grain coupons, her meat rations, her grandma’s heirloom jade pendant—even snatched her little nephew’s candy to coax him. The moment the scumbag returned to the city, he vanished without a trace, and she became the laughingstock of the whole village. Just then, officer Isaac Hartwell came home on leave and asked for her hand. She married him, but her heart was full of disdain—for his roughness, his blunt manners, his utter lack of romance—and she despised him for five long years. Then came the landslide. The coarse man she’d spent half her life despising shielded her with his own body and was swallowed whole. For the decades that followed, remorse and agony gnawed at her; on her deathbed she had only one thought: If there is a next life, I will give everything to love him properly. Reborn in an instant, Chloe Morrison’s eyes brimmed with tears and not a shred of confusion remained. She grabbed a butcher’s cleaver, snatched the jade pendant back from the scumbag on the spot, and—surprise—the pendant’s hidden space awakened. With one kick she sent the heartless man flying, then spun around and threw herself at the rugged officer Isaac Hartwell, marrying him without hesitation, packing her bags to follow him to the army base. When the news reached the compound, it exploded like a bomb: “Did you hear? Captain Hartwell married the butcher’s daughter—built like an ox and fierce as hell!” But the very next day, when Isaac Hartwell strode in with fair, delicate, soft-as-cotton Chloe Morrison on his back, every jaw hit the ground. This wasn’t some terrifying butcher’s daughter—she was a fragile little beauty who looked like she’d shatter at a touch. The crowd’s contempt had barely formed when, two days later, they watched Chloe Morrison dash across the compound, butcher’s cleaver in hand, ready to defend her husband—whereupon the entire yard quivered in fear. “She’s faking it! All an act!” Yet Isaac Hartwell wore a dead-serious, wife-protecting expression and declared to one and all: “My wife is delicate, frail, and utterly helpless—none of you are allowed to bully her.” Compound residents: …We’d sooner believe the devil himself.

[Urban High-Martial + Face-Slapping + Pretending-to-be-Weak + Trash-to-God + System] Everett Landridge’s parents were both S-rank warriors, yet he himself failed his awakening and was mocked by everyone as a good-for-nothing His fiancée went for the kill right in his face, humiliating him in public. Just when the whole crowd thought he’d end up a stray dog… the ice-queen school beauty suddenly volunteered to be Everett Landridge’s girlfriend And that was only the beginning—she dragged him straight into a prison packed with super-powered female convicts A top-tier S-rank inmate even declared she wanted to bear Everett Landridge’s child… Amid the wild ups and downs—whoosh—the Warden Devens System awakened Every woman in the lockup fell under his command, and he could freely wield their abilities Then… wouldn’t that make me outright invincible?

As a top-tier agent-doctor, Quinn Hartwell never expected to transmigrate—only to wake up as a dying young wife in the famine-stricken sixties, facing seven scrawny, wailing children. Worse, her own birth family wanted to sell the kids for grain! Quinn Hartwell sneered, snatched a cleaver, and marched straight to their door. “Lay one finger on my kids, and your whole clan goes bald.” So what if it’s the Great Famine? Armed with a spatial pocket and master-level medical skills, she hunted in the mountains, traded herbs for grain, and fattened all seven children into rosy-cheeked dumplings. Even better, each child turned out to have a gift: Alexander possessed superhuman strength, the second child could dismantle and build anything, the third spoke the language of beasts… Seven prodigies, each rowdier than the last. Then an old letter revealed their father’s identity—“Scorpion,” the living King of Hell in the Northwest Military Region. Without hesitation, Quinn Hartwell bundled up the seven wonder-kids and set off on a thousand-mile journey to find their dad. When the cold-faced King of Hell, Nathaniel Sterling, returned from a mission, he found seven little turnip heads squatting in perfect formation outside the barracks. Alexander looked up and handed him a letter. “Uncle, are you our dad? Mom says if you don’t want us, she’ll go to the next village and find a Mr. Doggart to be our father instead.” Nathaniel Sterling’s face darkened. He spun around and cornered Quinn Hartwell, who was trying to slip away. “Mr. Doggart? I’d like to see which Doggart dares take this job.”

Hannah Whitmore and her cousin were both reborn! In their previous life, her cousin snatched away the military officer, yet Hannah ended up marrying a country bumpkin and becoming a wealthy lady, while her cousin died miserably on the streets? In this life, her cousin rushed to choose the country bumpkin first. Hannah played along with the scheme, emptied the family assets, and followed the army! The cold-faced officer avoided seeing her? She coquettishly flirted and begged for kisses, trembling at the waist from being pampered every night. Infertile? She slapped the medical report on his face—twins within three years! The man held his wife with an uncontrollable smile: "My precious little darling is truly capable." Meanwhile, her cousin suffered torment from her in-laws, had a useless husband, and lived a miserable life. Hannah nurtured her pregnancy, gave birth, and made big money, doted upon by the officer to the heavens! Her cousin knelt begging to switch back— Hannah sneered coldly: "You think you can just switch?"

Caught her fiancé in bed with her stepsister? Charlotte Hayes didn't hesitate—she dumped the cheating scum on the spot… only to impulsively marry his uncle in a whirlwind romance. What started as a marriage of convenience quickly turned into something more when her new husband began ruthlessly crushing her enemies and spoiling her rotten. But the way he looked at her grew increasingly… intense. "Divorce!" Charlotte groaned, rubbing her aching back. "I can't take this anymore!" To which the shameless man merely smirked and pulled her closer. "Fine. You get everything—the fortune, the assets… and me." Rumored to be a cold, untouchable billionaire with a heart of ice, Alexander Fletcher was supposed to be immune to love. Yet after the wedding, he became utterly obsessed—clingy, possessive, and insatiably jealous. Now, Charlotte had a new problem on her hands: a husband who refused to let her go.

After her mother's suicide, Anna called her father and uncle from the police station. Her father hung up without a word, while her uncle coldly told her to drop dead. Tears welled up in the three-year-old's eyes—until a large, warm hand settled gently on her head. "Want a dad?" With ruthless efficiency, Ethan Marks scooped up the sniffling little girl, tossed her into a sack, and carried her home. The entire family was in an uproar. Grandma, the iron-willed matriarch: "Bring over the latest luxury collections! My precious granddaughter gets first pick!" Billionaire Dad: "If anyone dares bully you, fight back. From now on, I'm your shield." Reclusive Uncle: "Sweetheart, all my earnings are yours. Be my daughter, won't you?" Older Brother, the family's little tyrant: "My sister is the cutest in the whole world!" Anna, who had braced herself for a life of misery, rubbed her big, doe-like eyes in utter bewilderment. Wait—was she actually the family's new treasure? Not one to take kindness for granted, little Anna repaid them in her own way. She chatted with flowers—and uncovered a corporate spy in her father's company. She whispered to grass—and miraculously healed her uncle's paralyzed legs. She confided in trees—and helped catch a murderer. She gossiped with cabbages—and discovered that her stern, no-nonsense grandfather was secretly henpecked. Every day was a whirlwind of jaw-dropping revelations and sweet revenge, and Anna couldn't have been happier. Then, out of nowhere, her deadbeat biological father showed up, demanding custody. Ethan Marks cracked his knuckles. "Try stealing my daughter. I dare you." Without even glancing at the man, Anna buried her face in Ethan's chest. "I only have one dad." As her birth father watched in speechless, seething regret, the infamous "Grim Reaper" Ethan Marks broke into the brightest smile of his life.

Rosalind Mercer transmigrated into a period novel, becoming the pitiful foil in a contrast setup. Parents dead, grandparents indifferent, uncle and aunt oppressive—the whole village waited to watch her get trampled into the mud by the female lead. She glanced at the script. Then she tore it to pieces. She reclaimed her spiritual spring space, sent her rotten grandparents to the hospital with rage, reported her scumbag uncle for his misdeeds, and snatched every opportunity meant for the female lead. Along the way, she befriended several future big shots—moving herself from "the foil" straight into "don't mess with" territory. Almost forgot—she still had a cheap husband: Nathaniel Holt, the military district commander barely mentioned in passing in the book. Rumor had it this man was notoriously fierce. One word from him could make an entire company cry. Punishment drills could break a platoon's spirit. On their wedding night, Rosalind Mercer shrank back slightly. "You're so scary..." The man glanced at her. "You want a divorce?" She shook her head. He withdrew his gaze, voice going rough. "With you—I'm only fierce in bed."

In her last life, Christine Douglas was swindled out of her money by a scumbag, endured domestic violence, and died a miserable death. Her whole family perished in the bitter cold of exile and re-education. Luckily, right before death, she obtained a miraculous pocket dimension and a chance to return to the past. Without hesitation, she killed the scumbag with her own hands, emptied his entire house, and stockpiled mountains of supplies. Back in the 1970s, the scumbag tries to beat her, hides her letters, and swallows her inheritance. Christine Douglas: Reported! Off to the Great Northern Wilderness to drink the wind with your whole family. She survives natural disasters, clears her name, and leads her family back to the city to strike it rich—while the scumbag’s clan chugs northwest wind in the wilderness. Along the way, she also picks up a quietly protective, drop-dead gorgeous guy. Life is sweet, sweet bliss~

Brandy Rivers, a survivor of the post-apocalyptic world, was an avid reader of satisfying era novels. While others hoarded food and supplies to survive the apocalypse, she took a different path—obsessively collecting books and miscellaneous items, daydreaming of escaping to a peaceful era far from the constant life-or-death struggles. Her wish finally came true. After her death, she unexpectedly transmigrated into a true-and-fake-daughter era novel, becoming the tragic cannon-fodder real daughter who shared her name. The original owner had suffered half a lifetime of grievances—mistreated by her foster parents, then forced by her biological parents to take the spoiled fake daughter's place and endure hardship in the countryside. But Brandy Rivers, now awakened with transmigration memories and her portable space, refused to play along! She cleanly severed ties with her cruel foster parents. Faced with her biological parents' emotional blackmail and blatant favoritism, she showed no mercy—stripping her birth family bare of assets and cutting all familial bonds before heading to the countryside alone. No melodramatic suffering, only unbridled freedom! She expected to live quietly in peace, but little did she know—a devastatingly handsome cold beauty was hiding among the educated youth. He turned out to be clingy yet persistent, accompanying her daily through farm work and trivial matters without complaint, silently guarding her side. Facing his gentle and enduring devotion, Brandy Rivers raised an eyebrow with a faint smile and reluctantly agreed: "Fine. Let's try having a sweet romance and living well together." The aloof beauty doted on his wife tenderly. Together day in and day out, their love grew over time—transforming dull rural life into something sweet and stable. What surprised her even more was that scattered teammates from the apocalypse gradually found their way to her. Reunited across worlds, they once again stood shoulder to shoulder—each thriving in their own field with full capability. With space resources at hand, beloved partner by her side, and loyal teammates at her back, Brandy Rivers carved out a brilliant life uniquely hers in this ordinary era.

For seven years, Rose Bennett was Ryan Knight’s secret wife. While all of New York believed Samantha Hikk would become Mrs. Knight, Rose silently endured a cold marriage to a man who never loved her. Until one night, Samantha is rushed into Rose’s emergency room pregnant… and Ryan is the one protecting her. That is the night Rose stops loving him. What Ryan never knew was that Rose had already given birth to his daughter years ago after he rejected both mother and child without hesitation. So Rose walks away—with only two suitcases, a hidden daughter, and the shattered remains of seven years. But the woman Ryan abandoned is no ordinary wife. Rose is the hidden genius behind Aetheris Medical AI, the revolutionary system about to change the entire medical world. As Rose rises to the top, becoming untouchable, powerful, and impossible to replace, Ryan finally realizes the devastating truth— He didn’t lose a woman who loved him. He lost the only woman he would ever love. And by then, even their daughter no longer calls him father.

[Time-Travel + Rebirth + Fake vs. Real Heiress + Face-Slapping + Golden Finger] Apocalypse-level powerhouse Keira Summers transmigrates into a period drama—only to find herself cast as the most tragic fake heiress ever written! Their fates are polar opposites, a living satire. The real heiress lives in the prestigious military compound in the capital, doted on by parents and brothers, fast-tracked through school, sent abroad for a gilded degree, and finally wedded to a top commander—three babies in one go, life flawless and complete. The original soul who stole her identity? Trapped in a crumbling mud hut in the countryside, beaten and scolded daily, forced to drop out and work before she turned fifteen, then bartered away in a marriage deal to clear family debts. A lifetime of domestic violence and misery, ending in squalor. Reborn, Keira Summers’s eyes hold nothing but icy mockery. Want her to stay the stepping-stone so the real heiress can keep her perfect life? Not a chance. When the true heiress feigns gentleness and steps forward to “comfort” her: “Big sister, our family’s poor—please be understanding of Mom and Dad, don’t fuss over what you’ve lost.” Keira Summers arches a brow, voice razor-sharp: “You stole my life, bathed in my blessings, and now you want my understanding? Your lucky streak ends today.” A max-level boss never wastes energy on self-doubt. She opens by crushing the heiress’s exclusive golden finger, then launches into calm-crazy mode, shredding the unjust plot thread by thread. While the real heiress still fusses over a new dress and secretly compares herself, Keira Summers has already leveraged top-tier academic talent to dive deep into scientific research—advancing step by step, building strength to serve her country. Biased family, hypocritical heiress, doomed destiny—she steamrolls them all. In this life she breaks free of the mire, discards the rotten script, and wields science like a blade. She rises to the summit, forging herself into a legend no one can match.

Ye Ranyin, the most feared mercenary of the 21st century, known as the "Night God"! In a twist of fate, she finds herself transmigrated into a small border town as a despised outcast! Her fiancé's family arrives to break off the engagement? Her clan treats her as a discard? In the next moment, she's welcomed back to the imperial capital, becoming the only cherished lady of the Duke's household! From then on, she reveals her extraordinary talents. With the Empress's inheritance, she refines divine pills, crafts extravagant artifacts, tames mythical beasts, and sets up powerful formations! She blossoms with unparalleled grace, stunning the world! With the script of a cherished favorite in hand, she receives endless love from family and friends, while gaining the admiration of countless powerful figures. Her former clan regrets their decisions, and her ex-fiancé wishes to rekindle their relationship. However, a certain crazy and domineering emperor descends from his pedestal, wraps her in his arms, and threatens fiercely: "If you dare accept him, I will destroy the world!" Ye Ranyin holds the man's devilishly handsome face and gives him a peck: "Be good, I only allow you to stand by my side."

Her sleazy brother-in-law kept harassing her, leaving her terrified and desperate. Her best friend set her up with a top-tier prospect. A man in a tailored suit sat in the teahouse—his brow sharp as if carved by a master brush, and even the glint of his cufflink as he turned a page screamed old-money polish. "Flash marriage?" Coffee cups clinked. Joanna Bridges froze, staring at the matching pinky ring on his finger. "Mr. Thornton, this joke—" "Thirty property deeds, six-figure monthly cash flow, three generations of spotless records." He tapped the digital certificates on his screen. "Most importantly—I've had a crush on you since forever." That night, her drunk brother-in-law pounded on her door again. Joanna fumbled for her phone through tears. "Mr. Thornton! Civil Affairs Bureau, nine sharp tomorrow—I'll be there!"

The crippled prince had become a commoner, but he had married a stunning beauty. His wife was a genius in martial arts and was high above others; he was a loser who had been humiliated. After accidentally awakening the spirit of a Divine King, his fate was reversed and he rose to power. From then on, he would crush those who humiliated him and conquer the peerless beauty! Geniuses, in front of me, are all good-for-nothings! Kings are like ants under my feet! I'm the God Slaying King with a single stroke of the Heaven-breaking Sword!

Cecilia Sheffield's previous life was an absolute tragedy. Her biological parents abandoned their own two children to adopt a daughter from outside the family. To take the fall for their adopted daughter, she was sent to prison, beaten, humiliated—her entire life destroyed! Her younger brother, only fourteen years old, was beaten to death with sticks, dying with hatred in his heart. Carrying a sea of blood and deep vengeance, Cecilia was reborn through blood, returning to the moment when fate diverged! In this life, she would ruthlessly cut ties with her hypocritical, selfish biological parents—whoever wanted them could have them! Take the fall for someone else? Whoever made the mistake would bear the consequences—she would never repeat the same disaster! By chance, she awakened a spirit spring space, holding heaven-defying opportunities in her hands! Starting from the bottom as a driver, she rose through the ranks, securing military positions and skyrocketing her career. The younger brother she protected rose to become a top-tier research titan, with both siblings achieving godlike status together! Originally only wanting to make money, protect her brother, and live freely, she never expected that a cold, noble tycoon from the capital would fall for her at first sight. Madly pursuing his wife, doting on her to the bone!

Serena Whitmore opened her eyes to find a drop-dead gorgeous man with eight-pack abs unbuttoning his pants right in front of her! Only then did she realize she’d transmigrated into a period drama novel as the tragic ex-wife of the male lead. According to the plot, she would soon divorce her disabled husband out of disgust, then spend the rest of her life as the pitiful foil to the transmigrated heroine who would bear the male lead five loving children. Serena Whitmore smiled: The pocket dimension is mine, the male lead is mine, and the storyline is mine too! The transmigrated heroine plans to heal the male lead with a spirit spring? One flick of Serena’s silver needles: “Sterility? Two jabs and it’s cured!” Need cash after the house raid? The space gives tenfold returns—pauper to ten-thousand-yuan household in seconds. No grain for the countryside? She buys up the black market, tenfold returns again, and the whole village dines on canned food. Drought with no water? She drains West Lake in one turn, then irrigates ten thousand mu with spirit spring water. When the transmigrated heroine finally counts down to the day of returning to the city, she finds the husband who should have been divorced gently cradling Serena Whitmore’s waist, his gaze tender: “Take it slow—our little one’s kicking again?” And that spirit-spring pocket dimension she’d marked out so early? It’s long since become Serena Whitmore’s personal warehouse. Nestled in the man’s arms, Serena Whitmore flashes the heroine a lazy smile: “Sorry, darling—” “I rewrote your script.”

Nora Whitfield, a pampered beauty and beloved daughter of a capitalist family, once lived a charmed life—until the storm came and the world turned upside down. Her father was taken away for investigation, crisis engulfed her home, and her life plummeted overnight. Those closest to her plunged the knife in, while wolves circled all around! Her greedy uncle and hypocritical stepmother seized the moment, scheming together to trick her into handing over the family fortune, planning to flee to Hong Kong with the money. Even more viciously, the pair deliberately stirred trouble, urging her to divorce, determined to hollow out her life completely. Just as Nora Whitfield was about to sign and accept her fate, her three-month-old baby suddenly spoke from the womb! The cute baby's inner voice rang out again and again, each line a critical hit: [Mommy, don't divorce! You'll be sent down for labor and die miserably!] [Uncle and stepmom are having an affair! The stepsister is their illegitimate bastard!] [The scumbag will beat you, steal your job! And he'll take me away too!] Nora Whitfield woke up instantly, icy fury surging in her eyes! With her baby's spoilers, she pulled herself together completely and launched her heaven-defying comeback. She struck back against the scumbag, dealt with her vicious relatives, and sent her scheming stepmother, uncle, and white lotus stepsister all to labor reform in one fell swoop. She seized the family assets firmly and crushed their plans to escape. After settling all the rotten people, Nora Whitfield looked at the island ferry ticket in her hands, her heart full of hesitation. The island was scarce in supplies, life there harsh—she truly dreaded it. But her baby offered warm comfort: [Mommy, don't be afraid! I have a spirit spring space with endless supplies. You just stay beautiful!] What truly troubled her, though, was that rough, strong officer husband of hers—Marcus Ashford. On their wedding night, she'd been worn out until she begged for mercy, her heart filled with resistance. Learning she would follow him to his post, she was filled with anxiety: [Baby, I'm scared of your dad!] Marcus Ashford, eavesdropping from the corner, broke down on the spot and swore overnight: [Wife, I'll be gentle and considerate, absolutely obedient!] But on their first day of marriage, Nora Whitfield kicked him straight out of bed! [Soft, adorable pregnant wife vs. doting husband, rough man] No frustration throughout! Raising baby, crushing scum, building a career—sweet pampering and comedy guaranteed!

Vivian Ryder had been married into the Allen family for five years—giving her heart, her lungs, and every ounce of strength. Every penny her husband earned hauling freight was handed over to her mother-in-law without a cent missing. Who could have guessed that her scheming fifth sister-in-law would trick her out of the space-necklace she’d hidden away, then turn around and wipe both her and her husband off the map? Her husband died in agony; she and her unborn child perished together. Even their little girl was sold deep into the mountains and died miserably. Reborn with a sea of hatred, Vivian Ryder finally realized: she was nothing more than a short-lived cannon-fodder side character in a period novel whose sole purpose was to hand the heroine a golden finger! In this new life, fury burned in her veins—she would never walk the same road again. Those in-laws who’d sucked her dry and treated her like dirt still wanted to squeeze her? Not a chance. She clenched the space-necklace she’d reclaimed, shielded her husband, spoiled her daughter, shredded the white-lotus sister-in-law, and blasted the monster-in-law. Since they refused to see her as family, she’d make them taste the pain of losing what they’d once possessed. Without her husband’s life-risking labor, let’s see how the Allen household collapses into chaos and poverty! This time, she won’t be the tragic supporting woman—she’ll lead her family to riches and bliss, repaying last life’s torment a hundredfold!

Time-traveled back to the 70s? Tara Cavanaugh goes full berserk! Evil stepmom? She packs her own daughter off to the countryside—no mercy. Deadbeat dad? She pockets the entire family fortune, down to the last cent. Mom exiled to the Nowhere Northwest? Tara slings a bedroll and chases her to Red Star Brigade—touch my mama and see what happens! Crush busybodies, hunt wild boars, collar child-traffickers—build an empire in one breath! Even the frosty officer Mr. Caldwell meekly moves into her tiny courtyard. Villains queue up for a beating? One swings, she lands one. This era's script? She's rewriting it herself— "Sweet" is only five letters, but she's screaming it a billion times!