Originally, Song Suisui had planned to go out and search around, but then she remembered that in the novel, Song Niannian’s rebirth wasn’t triggered by danger—it happened because she wasn’t feeling well.  

So, she wasn’t in such a hurry anymore.  

[Host, hello!]  

“Pfft—”  

The sudden voice startled Song Suisui so much that she spat out the water she had been drinking!  

“Cough, cough—” After finally stopping her coughing fit, she asked curiously, “Are you the legendary system?”  

[Yes~]  

Song Suisui frowned slightly. Why did this system seem so… lazy?  

Where was the mission panel?  

Where was the system space?  

At the very least, a system inventory would be nice!  

“Uh… Could you introduce yourself? What kind of system are you?”  

[This system is the Lazy Blind Box System from the A7SM galaxy! Every day at 6 AM, 12 PM, and 9 PM, you can draw three blind boxes. Other functions require the host to explore independently…] 

After saying this, the system seemed to go offline. No matter what else Song Suisui asked, it remained completely silent.  

Fortunately, the system had displayed a panel, allowing her to see what this so-called Lazy System was all about.  

In reality, the panel was completely empty—except for a golden treasure chest interface laid out in a 3×3 grid.  

She examined it carefully and noticed that, aside from the numbers 1.23, there was also a countdown timer.  

Seeing that the countdown had begun for 30 seconds, Song Suisui relied on instinct and tapped three of the treasure chests.  

As soon as she finished selecting, the panel disappeared, leaving only three treasure chests floating in a dark, void-like space.  

She opened one of them.  

The golden blind box burst open with a dazzling glow, followed by a celebratory firework effect.  

Once the special effects faded, she finally saw what had come out of the box—a roughly two-pound slab of pork belly.  

She then opened the other two blind boxes, obtaining 100 yuan and a bar of scented soap, respectively.  

The three items left Song Suisui momentarily stunned.  

She was very satisfied with the meat and the money.  

As for the scented soap, she picked it up and sniffed it—it had a rose fragrance.  

After some experimentation, Song Suisui discovered that the system’s small built-in storage could only hold items obtained from the blind boxes. Outside items couldn’t be placed inside.  

Recalling the system’s earlier introduction, she couldn’t help but ask, “System, when you said lazy, were you referring to yourself or to me?”  

[…What does the host think?] 

“It’s definitely you!” Song Suisui answered without hesitation.

Though she occasionally felt lazy, she had no intention of lying flat and becoming a slacker.  

Besides, after the college entrance exams resumed in 1977 and the reform and opening-up began, she would be standing at the forefront of the era. If she couldn’t ride that wave, wouldn’t she be wasting her chance at a second life?  

Of course, she’d also hold tight to her sister’s golden thigh, but that didn’t mean she couldn’t strive for her own success.  

Song Suisui felt she could aim for early retirement by thirty.  

But all that was still far off. Right now, the most important thing was finding a job—and avoiding being sent to the countryside at all costs.  

She had done enough farm work as a child to last a lifetime. Even with machinery, it was exhausting, let alone in the resource-scarce 1970s.  

So, going to the countryside? Absolutely not.  

With that in mind, she turned her attention to the system.  

“System! Are you really just a blind box gacha machine?”  

[Other functions require the host to explore independently. I’m going to sleep now. Goodbye, host!]  

With that, the system coldly vanished.  

Song Suisui was speechless. Other people’s systems were either overpowered or at least capable of farming simulations.  

Hers truly lived up to its name—lazy to the core.  

It had made it abundantly clear: I’m a slacker, don’t bother me. 

After a closer look, she realized the system really was just a blind box gacha. No other functions seemed to exist.  

Staring at the items in the system’s storage, Song Suisui concluded that this system wasn’t just lazy—it was also stingy.  

Still, something was better than nothing.  

…

After waking from her nap, Song Niannian left home and headed to a supply and marketing cooperative in the eastern part of the city.  

Last time she passed by an alley, she had overheard a family talking—one of the employees at this cooperative was leaving to join her husband in the military and wanted to sell her job. The only problem was her high asking price, which had stalled the sale.  

Today, she was here to gather more information.  

Entering the cooperative, she browsed casually before stopping at the food counter. She glanced at the woman behind it.  

Yao Lan noticed her and asked bluntly, “What do you want?”  

Sales clerks in this era didn’t bother with polite customer service. Their attitude depended entirely on their mood.  

Right now, Yao Lan was in a particularly bad mood—her job still hadn’t sold, and the delay was grating on her. So naturally, her tone wasn’t friendly.

Song Niannian didn’t mind the attitude and whispered, “Sis, Auntie Zhang referred me.”  

Yao Lan immediately understood why she was here.  

“Wait for me outside,” she said.  

“Okay.”  

Song Niannian left the supply and marketing cooperative and stood under the shade of a nearby building’s eaves.  

Three minutes later, Yao Lan came out.  

“Since Auntie Zhang sent you, you already know my terms, right?”  

Song Niannian nodded. “I do.”  

“Alright, then let me explain the details of this job…”  

Though Yao Lan was asking for 500 yuan—higher than the market rate—this job paid 28 yuan a month. Plus, working at the cooperative meant occasional access to discounted or slightly defective goods without needing ration tickets, along with good employee benefits.  

If not for having to join her husband in the military, she wouldn’t have wanted to sell it at all.  

After listening, Song Niannian thought for a moment and said, “Sister Yao, can you hold the job for three days? I’ll need some time to gather the money.”  

Yao Lan agreed. Waiting three days was no issue—she had a feeling this young girl could definitely afford it.  

After all, the navy-striped shirt the girl was wearing was a trendy item from Shanghai. Her family clearly wasn’t short on money.  

Once they settled on the arrangement, Song Niannian hurried home.  

She had been feeling slightly unwell since the day before, but the symptoms were mild, so she hadn’t paid much attention.  

But after spending the afternoon outside, she felt worse and worse!  

When Song Suisui saw Song Niannian return, pale and drenched in sweat, she quickly poured her a glass of cool boiled water.  

“Sis, you don’t look too good. Why don’t you rest in your room? I’ll handle dinner.”  

Song Niannian nodded weakly. She really wasn’t feeling well and agreed to the suggestion.  

The moment she stepped into her room, her vision darkened, and she collapsed onto the bed.  

Hearing the thud, Song Suisui rushed in and found her sister unconscious. She adjusted her position to make her more comfortable, then left to search their parents’ bedroom for a small medicine kit.  

She rummaged through it, hoping to find something Song Niannian could take.  

Sigh.

Medicine these days was wrapped in plain paper with no instructions. She had no idea which one was safe for her sister.  

Since she couldn’t tell, she put everything back. Taking the wrong medicine could make things worse, and she wasn’t about to risk it.  

Luckily, Song Niannian’s condition didn’t seem severe. She checked on her again, touching her forehead—no fever, and her breathing was steady as she slept.  

Reassured, Song Suisui left an enamel cup of cool boiled water on the bedside table for when she woke up.