The alarm on the phone rang right on time. Ji He woke up in bed, turned over, and stared at the ceiling for a moment before finally getting up. She changed clothes and casually grabbed a piece of bread to eat.

She had arrived in this body just yesterday. At that time, the body was already burning up with a 40-degree fever. She had forced herself to take some fever medicine before falling back into a dazed sleep.

That sleep had been anything but restful—she woke up multiple times during the night, tormented by bizarre nightmares of a collapsing world.

When she opened her eyes again, she felt as if she had lived another lifetime.

The original owner of this body was an 18-year-old high school student. Her parents had died in a car accident on their way home to celebrate her 18th birthday. Unable to bear the shock, she had taken care of their funeral affairs before falling into depression and eventually dropping out of school.

Yesterday marked the fifth consecutive day of her 40-degree fever. She didn’t make it—her body burned itself out.

And so, Ji He transmigrated.

In her past life, she was an orphan, someone who had always been independent—a textbook example of a self-interested survivalist. The moment she discovered she had a spatial ability, her first thought was: I’m going to get rich.

After learning that upgrading the space required seawater, she immediately booked a ride to the coast.

Who would have thought the driver was a hopeless romantic? He was busy sending voice messages to his girlfriend while driving.

By the time Ji He noticed the car ahead behaving erratically, it was too late. The driver’s knee-jerk reaction was to throw her, the passenger, straight into death’s path.

Thinking about this, Ji He sighed.

Who else but her would manage to die the day after acquiring a space ability?

It was enough to make her feel utterly unwilling.

Despite her thoughts, she moved quickly—finishing the bread in a few bites, stashing her packed luggage into her spatial storage, and heading out the door to catch the subway to the train station.

She wasn’t about to take a taxi again anytime soon. The subway had to be safe, right?

Yesterday, after her fever subsided a little, she had checked on the basics.

The good news was that her spatial ability had traveled with her.

Though still in its initial state, it was divided into two sections—black soil on the left and an empty storage room on the right. The planting space was about 20 square meters, while the storage space was over 50 square meters.

She had already tested it before. The black soil could be used for planting, while the storage room could preserve items with time frozen.

The planting space even had a display board showing the daily usage time limit and upgrade requirements.

At present, she could only stay inside for one hour per day, but the time could accumulate.

Since she was reluctant to waste it, she had saved up two hours to use when planting crops.

The upgrade requirement to level two was simple: seawater and sand. The amount wasn’t specified.

Upgrading her space had now become an obsession.

Yesterday, feverish and barely holding on, she had still managed to book a 7:40 AM train to the nearest coastal city.

Now, sitting in the air-conditioned train, Ji He finally let out a sigh of relief.

It was barely past seven in the morning, but outside felt as if it were blazing under the summer sun. The heat was so oppressive that she struggled to breathe.

Having just recovered from a fever, her stamina hadn’t caught up yet. After rushing around all morning, sweat dripped endlessly from her forehead. She simply leaned back, closed her eyes, and rested.

At that moment, the excited chatter of a few girls nearby reached her ears.

“It’s so hot! It’s only early March, but it feels like August!”

“I saw the news. Experts said this year’s temperatures might be abnormally high, and sea levels are rising again.”

“They say that every year but never offer any real solutions.”

“Hot weather isn’t all bad! We can wear skirts sooner! Look at my new dress—pretty, right?”

“Yeah! Where’d you get it?”

The conversation drifted into other topics.

But Ji He’s right eyelid had been twitching nonstop ever since she heard about the rising temperatures.

She suddenly couldn’t sleep anymore.

Her mind drifted back to the bizarre dream from last night.

A collapsing continent.

Shattered, despairing faces.

But that continent clearly wasn’t this world.

She mulled over it for a long time but couldn’t figure it out. Pushing the thought aside, she pulled out her phone and started checking the latest weather forecasts.

Sure enough, temperatures were significantly higher than in previous years.

For the average person, this wouldn’t be a big deal. Life would go on as usual.

But Ji He was different.

She had just died once and cherished her life more than ever. The relentless twitching of her eyelid filled her with an increasing sense of unease.

With a sharp snap, she placed her phone on her lap, took a deep breath, and made up her mind.

No matter what, she was going to stockpile supplies.

At worst, she’d just take her time eating through them. The items in her storage space wouldn’t spoil anyway.

With that decision made, she began calculating her available funds and the materials she needed to buy.

The original owner of this body came from an average family. Money was tight.

Apart from a small house with a yard on the outskirts of the city, she had around 300,000 yuan in savings.

Everything was uncertain. She didn’t know if a disaster would truly happen, when it would happen, or what kind of disaster it would be.

That meant she had to prepare for everything.

The disasters she knew of included extreme heat, extreme cold, earthquakes, volcanic eruptions, acid rain, and nuclear radiation.

There were also biological disasters like zombies, pandemics, and parasites.

And then there were invasion scenarios—alien civilizations, spiritual resurgences, and so on.

After running through all these possibilities, Ji He felt even worse.

If every single one of these hit, would she even have a chance to survive?

Would she need to reincarnate as an immortal turtle hiding in the earth’s core?

Despite her despair, she quickly compiled a shopping list on her phone:

Food, water, medicine, survival technology.

She wouldn’t buy too much food at once—not because she was stingy, but because it was more cost-effective to grow her own.

As for water, she’d purchase only daily drinking water. For everything else, she could dig a reservoir in her space and “borrow” water from a reservoir, saving more money.

Medicine wasn’t something she could skimp on. If a catastrophe struck and she lacked medicine, no amount of food would save her.

Survival technology was also non-negotiable. She couldn’t afford high-end equipment but would aim for mid-tier—she wouldn’t risk her life on cheap, unreliable gear.

After listing everything and crunching the numbers, she realized her money wasn’t nearly enough.

She had to make some cuts—prioritizing absolute necessities first.

Lost in calculations, time flew by, and soon the train’s announcement signaled their arrival.

Ji He had to put her thoughts aside, grab her luggage, and squeeze through the crowd to disembark.

On the train, she had debated whether to buy supplies first or upgrade her space first.

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(Note:

1. The protagonist is not reincarnated but a growing character. This is a fast-paced, enjoyable story—please ignore logical inconsistencies.
2. The protagonist has never killed before. Her first time will have a learning curve. If you can’t accept that, feel free to drop the novel. See you next time!
3. The story focuses on dungeons, but real-life segments are necessary.)