Chapter 1: The Eve of Transmigration
My name is Nan Qiao, I’m 19 years old this year, and I’ve just been accepted into Tsinghua University. I was full of joy and anticipation for my upcoming college life.

But amidst the excitement, there’s been a problem that has bothered me ever since the college entrance exams ended.

Since the end of the exam, I’ve been having this vague recurring dream—so blurry and persistent that I wake up in fright every single night.

By early July, the dream became clearer and clearer.

In it, I transmigrated into a novel, becoming a side character with the same name as me—Nan Qiao.

The setting was 1974. I had become a “glorious educated youth” sent down to the countryside. My stunning and alluring appearance wasn’t at all the kind people appreciated in that era.

However, in that 1970s setting, Nan Qiao had one major advantage—a powerful dad.

Nan Qiao came from a well-off family of five.

Her father was the factory director of Shanghai Iron & Steel, and her mother was the chief physician at the central hospital in Shanghai.

Her eldest brother had joined the army early on, carrying out dangerous missions year-round and fighting his way up to the rank of regimental commander.

Her second brother was being groomed by their father as the successor. After finishing university, he started from the bottom at the factory, and by now, had become a senior technical expert there.

Logically speaking, Nan Qiao, born into such a prestigious family, shouldn’t have had to go to the countryside.

But she was a disappointment. Her father doted on her and bent over backward to accommodate her preferences when arranging jobs.

Spoiled and pampered from a young age, Nan Qiao couldn’t handle the slightest hardship. She was willful and arrogant. After the college entrance exams, she tried several jobs, but not one lasted more than a week.

While her parents were racking their brains, stressing over what job to give their daughter…

Nan Qiao secretly signed up to be sent to the countryside—all because of a boy she’d only met a few times.

When the news broke, her parents were furious. Her strong-willed father even shed silent tears, and her mother cried day and night, her eyes swollen with worry.

“Qiao Qiao, listen to Mom. Let’s not go, okay? There’s nothing to eat in the countryside, and you have to do hard labor—it’s way too bitter for a delicate girl like you to handle,”

“Think about that harsh sun. Your tender skin will be tanned and burned in no time. And that northern province of Qinghe may have fertile land and plenty of food, but can your body even handle the freezing cold there?” her mother pleaded desperately, clutching her daughter’s hand.

“Mom, trust me. I’m grown now. I can handle it. Besides, I have pocket money. If food gets tight, I can just buy from others.”

“Silly girl… Mom’s really not at ease.” Her mother looked at her beautiful daughter, full of anxiety. With a face like that and no ability to protect herself—wasn’t that asking for disaster?

Seeing Nan Qiao’s firm resolve, her mother’s tears flowed like broken pearls—nonstop.

Helpless, she left the room and found her husband to discuss what to do.

“Kai-ge, what should we do? Qiao Qiao’s going so far away, I just can’t feel at ease…”

Her father, Nan Yuankai, sighed heavily before replying,

“The list’s already been submitted. It’s a done deal. All we can do now is give her more money and ration tickets. We’ll send them monthly—she’ll get by a little better.”

“But with Qiao Qiao’s looks, and the fact that she’s going to a rural village, I’m worried…”

“She’s learned some self-defense, and her older brother taught her some martial arts. She won’t be bullied easily,” he tried to reassure her.

“And aren’t Su Mu and Dong Jiayan going too? They’ll probably look out for each other…” But just mentioning Su Mu made Nan Yuankai grit his teeth. If it weren’t for him, how would their precious daughter have ended up going to the countryside?

“Let’s hope so. I’ll start getting things ready for her trip—better to bring too much than too little.” Her mother stood up, ready to go shop for winter clothes and bedding, which were hard to find in Shanghai and needed to be preordered.

At that point, the dream abruptly ended.

This was the clearest dream Nan Qiao had ever had since they started.

Rain pattered softly outside, and the wind blew her bedroom window open.

Nan Qiao suddenly woke from her dream and stared blankly at the scene in front of her.

She remembered the words echoing in her mind just before waking up. She turned on the light and looked into the mirror on her vanity.

21st-century Nan Qiao looked almost exactly like the 1970s version—though this Nan Qiao had a sweeter, more gentle beauty, while the other one had a colder, sultrier charm.

Nan Qiao leaned in close to the mirror, lifting a hand to touch the new tear-shaped mole at the corner of her eye—when had that appeared?

Before she could dwell on it too long, the world spun around her. The next moment, Nan Qiao found herself in a picturesque otherworld.

She stood stunned, mouth slightly agape, unable to utter a single word.

Nearby was a patch of uncultivated farmland.

Beside it sat a traditional Hui-style courtyard—white walls, black tiles, scenic at every step. In one corner of the backyard, there was even a small hot spring pool.

Looking farther, one side stretched toward a boundless sea, the other toward a peaceful lake, and beyond that, a never-ending mountain range. She could see fish swimming in the water and birds flying through the mountains.

Nan Qiao focused, trying to recall the fragmented phrases from her dream:

“Mole by the eye… space… store… August 24…”

“Mole by the eye… space… store… August 24…” she murmured again.

“Could this tear mole be the entrance to some kind of dimensional space? August 24th—that’s my birthday. Does that mean something special?” Nan Qiao voiced her thoughts aloud as she stared at this mysterious world.

Suddenly, a realization struck her—

“No way! Am I about to join the trend of transmigration stories!?”

The next moment, Nan Qiao mentally thought, “Go back,” and in the blink of an eye, she returned to her room.

Checking the time, it was still the same as when she had woken up earlier—so apparently, time outside didn’t pass while she was in the space.

Nan Qiao closed the window and began reflecting on her dream. She’d read plenty of web novels, and this one was just too strange to be mere coincidence.

Feeling a sense of caution and awe, she decided to sell off her inheritance and stock up on supplies in the space—just in case.

Even if it turned out to be all in her head, she could always resell the supplies later. No harm done.

Without delay, Nan Qiao picked up her phone, searched online, and found a nearby warehouse. She immediately called the landlord.

“Hello, boss?”

“Hey, yeah, what’s up?”

“I wanted to ask—do you have a warehouse for rent?”

“Yeah, 2,000 square meters.”

Nan Qiao thought for a moment before replying,

“Can I rent it for one month?”

The person on the other end of the call paused for a moment before saying,

“We usually rent long-term. If you’re only taking it for a month, the rent will be a bit higher.”

“That’s fine. I’ll come over later to sign the contract and pay. Would that work for you?”

“No problem. Come anytime—I’m around all day.”

“Alright, see you soon.”

After hanging up, Nan Qiao got out of bed, freshened up, grabbed her car keys, and was about to leave—only to pause as if she remembered something. She turned back into her room, took a box of ice cream from the fridge, and poured a cup of hot water from the kitchen.

With a single thought, she sent both items into her space.

Clapping her hands in satisfaction, she left the house, smiling.

Her ride was a Mercedes-Benz G63, a birthday gift from her aunt last year.

Nan Qiao’s parents had been a loving model couple, but they tragically died in a plane crash when she was very young, leaving behind a well-performing company and some real estate, funds, and securities.

Thankfully, Nan Qiao had an amazing aunt who took care of her growing up and safeguarded the family estate.

Her aunt remained single until Nan Qiao turned 18. Once she officially took over the company and settled the family affairs, she finally married the man she loved and immigrated overseas.

Originally, Nan Qiao didn’t want to take over the company. After all, her aunt had managed it all these years.

But her aunt wasn’t really interested in business and only did it because Nan Qiao was her only relative. Otherwise, she would’ve never taken on something she had no passion for.

On Nan Qiao’s 18th birthday, her aunt had a heart-to-heart talk with her.

“Qiao Qiao, you’re 18 now. Auntie wants to hand over the company and everything your parents left to you.”

“Auntie, I don’t want it. Without you, I wouldn’t have been able to keep any of it.”

“Auntie’s been doing this for so long. Won’t you let me rest, Qiao Qiao?”

“You just want to go live your sweet life with Uncle, don’t you?” Nan Qiao teased her playful aunt.

“Hahaha, you caught me. He’s waited so long for me. We’re planning to immigrate—his career plans are all overseas.”

Nan Qiao nodded sullenly. Her aunt was her only family. If she moved abroad, Nan Qiao would truly be alone. Still, she sincerely wished her happiness.

“Alright then. Auntie must be happy.”

“Qiao Qiao, I know you don’t like business. If you really don’t want to manage the company, sell everything. The money will be enough to let you live freely for a lifetime. Auntie doesn’t want you to suffer just to hold on to all this. We’re the only two left. I just want you to be happy.”

Nan Qiao nodded obediently, carefully considering her aunt’s words. She really wasn’t good at this, and besides—she still had school.

Two days later, with her aunt’s help, Nan Qiao sold the company. Ten billion yuan went straight into her bank account.

She planned to give half of it to her aunt, but no matter what, her aunt refused to accept it. In the end, she had to let it go.

Driving on the road now, Nan Qiao thought of her aunt and hesitated slightly. If she really did end up going to that other era, what would happen to her here? Her aunt would be devastated.

She sighed. “Let’s just take it one step at a time. Who knows what’s really going on yet.”

The warehouse wasn’t far—just a ten-minute drive—and she soon arrived.

Seeing the clean, organized warehouse, Nan Qiao was quite satisfied. Neatly arranged shelves inside made hoarding supplies much easier.

She approached a small office window by the entrance. A moment later, a middle-aged man appeared.

“Hello, I just called about renting the warehouse.”

“The one-month lease?” the man asked as he stepped out.

“Yes. How much is the rent for a month? Can we sign the contract now?”

“Forty thousand for a month, paid in full. Security deposit is five thousand.”

“Great. Can I use the shelves inside?”

“Sure, those were left by the previous tenant.”

“Are they for sale?”

“If you want them, just pay a flat fifty thousand total—including rent.”

“Deal.”

Nan Qiao signed the contract without hesitation and transferred the money immediately.

The landlord, seeing how decisive she was, handed her the keys and confirmed the move-out date before leaving.

It wasn’t that he wasn’t curious—after all, this young girl was spending big—but everyone had their secrets. He wasn’t nosy. As long as he got paid, that’s all that mattered.

With the warehouse secured, Nan Qiao contacted the former procurement manager from her family’s company to get a list of suppliers. Since the company used to supply large shopping malls, buying in bulk was no problem at all.

Back home, she started calling them one by one.

By the end of the day, Nan Qiao had made dozens of calls and paid 50 million yuan in deposits.

She purchased all kinds of essentials—food, clothing, housing supplies, and more.

For clothing: military coats, fabric bolts, undergarments, self-heating thermal wear, and durable backpacks.
For food: rice, flour, grains, oils, beans, assorted vegetables, chicken, duck, fish, seafood, spices, dried goods, white sugar, brown sugar, coffee beans, noodles, instant ramen, self-heating hotpots, ice cream, chips, and all kinds of fruits.
For daily needs: quilts, mattresses, bedding sets, throw pillows, toothpaste, toothbrushes, body wash, shampoo, various small appliances…

Everything you’d find in a supermarket—she had it, and then some. Her inventory was equal to the stock of ten large supermarkets for half a year, even more complete than most stores.

Some suppliers asked curiously why she was buying so much, but Nan Qiao just used the excuse of doing charity work.

These suppliers had worked with the Nan family for years. They assumed the young lady was simply trying to accumulate merit for her parents and didn’t question her much.

They all agreed to deliver the goods to the warehouse within the week.

Once everything was arranged, Nan Qiao remembered the hot water and ice cream in the space. She summoned them with her mind—still steaming hot and rock-solid, respectively.

“Nice, everything stays fresh in here.”

So for the next week, Nan Qiao camped out at the warehouse. Every time a delivery arrived, she’d pay on the spot. The number in her bank account slowly ticked down.

Over the week, Nan Qiao discovered that her little courtyard inside the space had Wi-Fi, electricity, water, and even gas—just like a modern apartment.

Even more amazing, she could mentally control the placement of everything inside the space. So whenever new goods arrived, she’d wait until no one was around and then transfer them all inside.

Using her thoughts, she categorized everything neatly onto the shelves.

A week later, all her orders had arrived. Nan Qiao looked proudly at the fully stocked shelves inside her space.

If nothing else, just the mountain of rice, flour, oil, and meat alone could last her for thousands of years.