Charlotte Wood found herself transmigrated into the body of a notorious woman—the "promiscuous and unfaithful" ex-wife of military bigwig Daniel Foster! Charlotte sneered: "The original host was blind, but I'm not!" What's more, she possessed a magical jade pendant that granted her access to a pocket dimension, complete with supplies, a spirit spring, and fertile black soil. Outwardly, her stern and reticent husband shielded her and crushed their enemies without a word.

Elizabeth Greene was the adopted daughter of a second-rate wealthy family. After the true heiress returned, she was unceremoniously kicked out of the house. The classic "true and false heiress" drama unfolded around her, leaving her utterly bewildered. She had always assumed her father was unknown... But...no one told her that her biological father was actually the richest man in Country Y! Now, with her doting dad, gentle mom, and five older brothers treating her like a precious treasure, her life took a dramatic turn. After changing her name to Sophia Harrison, she discovered there was another adopted daughter in the family? Something felt off—very off. This adopted daughter, the former fake heiress, seemed to prioritize her at every turn and even admired her openly. Well, that suited her just fine. Sophia wasn't one for scheming, and if this sister wanted protection, she'd gladly provide. Regretting it now, are we, Greenes? Too bad—step aside, because this young lady isn't here to entertain you anymore! The unavoidable "tragedy" of wealthy families—arranged marriage. Just as she began settling into her new life as the beloved heiress, an unwelcome fiancé showed up at her doorstep? Can the engagement be called off? The answer: No. And now this so-called fiancé has the audacity to vow to take care of her for life? But...she's already a master of everything—renowned traditional painter, miracle-working physician, guzheng virtuoso, top-tier fashion designer, architect... The list of her hidden identities is endless. Who does he think he is, offering to support her? Yet, the man in question simply wraps an arm around her waist and murmurs, "Since my Sophia is so capable, I can just relax and let her take care of me." Blushing, Sophia Harrison retorts, "I never said I'd support you! Hand over your assets first, and maybe I'll consider it~"

Evelyn Carter, who had been exiled for years, was suddenly summoned back by the powerful Carter family. Expecting just another cliché arranged marriage ploy, she never imagined crossing paths with Elijah Lewis—a dangerously composed man who peeled back her secrets like he’d written them himself. Every identity she’d buried deep was laid bare in seconds. She was shaken—and furious. And she swore she’d take him down, no matter the cost. “Mr. Lewis, your wife jumped into the river again!” “Relax,” Elijah said coolly, not even glancing up. “She could qualify for the national freediving team.” “Mr. Lewis, your wife bought a bunch of failing companies!” “She has good instincts,” he replied, eyes fixed on the reports. “Those were on my acquisition list anyway.” “Mr. Lewis, your wife wants a divor—” Divorce? A cold smile ghosted across Elijah’s lips as he closed his laptop and headed home, storming into the house like a gathering storm. He moved with purpose, each step echoing with restrained fury. Within minutes, he was in their bedroom, dark eyes locked on the woman standing by the window like a queen preparing for war. “Mrs. Lewis,” he said, voice low and menacing. “I heard you want a divorce?” Evelyn turned slowly, arms crossed, gaze unwavering. “Back off, Elijah. The only way out of this marriage is over my dead body.” He stepped forward, closing the distance like a panther stalking its prey. “Good,” he murmured. “Because I don’t intend to let you go. Ever.”

Rumor has it that the lost daughter of the Turner family has returned? And she came back on her own? This shocking news has left the major wealthy families in utter disbelief. Everyone initially assumed that this girl, who came back from who-knows-where, must be a country bumpkin who knows absolutely nothing! A country bumpkin? Sophia Turner raised an eyebrow and casually revealed her slew of identities. What?! The world's top fashion designer? The world's leading hacker? The youngest scientist in the world? A professor at one of the world's most prestigious universities? The CEO of Dawn Corporation, one of the top fifty companies in the world? And the most outrageous revelation of all—she's actually Damian Moore's wife? The crowd clutched their chests, feeling as if their little hearts couldn't take it anymore! Their hearts ached terribly, and they needed emergency medical attention—they might not survive this shock!

【Rebirth in the '80s + Hidden Space + Face-Slapping Revenge + Sent-Down Youth + Double Purity + Whole-Family Darling + Military Marriage】 In her last life, Bettina Reese—ivory-skinned, willow-waisted, leg-for-days daughter of a capitalist family—was blind enough to marry into the Tang household. For thirty years she slaved like an ox, bankrolling and baby-sitting her in-laws, yet never once shared a bed with her husband, Victor Turner. Day after day she swallowed insults and side-eye, until her dying breath, when she finally cracked the truth: The cherished foster son she had loved to the marrow was Victor's secret child with his widowed sister-in-law! “Victor Turner, I poured my heart and soul into you people, and you lied to me my whole damn life!” In a fury she wrenched open the gas valve and blew the whole scumbag clan sky-high. When she opened her eyes again, she was back on the very day Victor tried to bully her into surrendering her job. Watching the shameless man stand there as if it were his due, Bettina flipped the table and sneered: “Victor, you want my job? Dream on. This lousy post—I don’t even want it!” The instant the words left her mouth she sold the position, then mailed an anonymous tip that exposed every filthy racket Victor ran inside his unit. Discharged, disgraced, he was thrown behind bars to taste the bitter fruit he’d sown. Hardly had the trash been taken out when her good-for-nothing father and stepmother plotted to bolt to Hong Kong, ditching her and fleeing with the family fortune. Bettina barged in, slapped her sperm-donor dad and stepmom upside the head. “You raised me just so you could rob me blind? Ask me if I say yes!” She kicked aside her white-lotus stepsister who tried the pity act. “Look in a mirror before you covet what’s mine.” She snatched back the ancestral jade bracelet that hid a spirit spring, opened her space, and swept the house clean—antiques, calligraphy, jewels, property deeds, the lot. One final tip-off shipped daddy, stepmom and sis to the northwestern camps, never to crawl back. With a storm of confiscations brewing, Bettina packed light, space in tow, and headed to the countryside to find her real mother. Ready for a gauntlet of pests and vipers, she discovered Mom was a man-eating tigress who adored her daughter, while her three older brothers were hard-core sis-cons who pampered her like a national treasure. With the space’s spirit spring and her uncanny sketching hand, she caught the eye of the army's tech department and was hired as a forensic artist. She grew organic veggies in the village, ran quiet side hustles that raked in cash, and helped crack headline cases with her portraits. Before she noticed, the whole base was treating her as their darling mascot. Enter Colonel Jonathan Reed—wide-shouldered, narrow-hipped, face carved by the gods, temper carved by glaciers—the famous Ice-King of the district. Every commander had given up marrying him off, assuming he’d grow old crading his rifle. Who could guess that on family-visits day, comrades would watch the Ice-King pin the army’s beloved little beauty against a wall, voice soft enough to drip: “ Stop fussing. From now on, I'm here—no one dares touch a hair on your head.”

Abandoned, abused, and betrayed, Emily Parker met her tragic end in the fourth year of the apocalypse. But fate granted her a second chance—she awoke two months before the catastrophe began, now bound to a Gold-Devouring Supermarket System. With enough gold, she could unlock the supermarket's vast sections, gaining access to endless supplies. Typhoons… torrential rains… insect swarms… extreme cold… scorching heat… viruses… earthquakes… acid rain… eternal night… The apocalypse descended. While stockpiling supplies, Emily steadily unlocked the supermarket's zones, never worrying about resources again. Until… Her deadbeat father, who had once abandoned her, oozed false sweetness: "Sweetheart, you've suffered so much. Hand over your food—I'll keep it safe for you." The relatives who had abused her shamelessly demanded: "Emily, we're family. We should share everything!" The backstabbing best friend and toxic ex-boyfriend groveled: "Emily, please… just a sip of water…" To them, Emily—now living in comfort—responded with icy indifference: "Why don't you decide… who dies first?" Years into the apocalypse, Emily had witnessed every shade of human cruelty. But then, someone braved the storm to take her cold hand, their gaze tender yet resolute: "Emily… we've made it to the light."

The moment Vivian Wallace opened her eyes, she realized she had transmigrated into the role of a pitiful cannon fodder true heiress in a period novel. The original host had been pushed into a river by her adoptive mother, only to end up tricked into marrying an army officer. After marriage, instead of following her husband to the military base, she stayed at her adoptive mother's home like a servant—doing the hardest labor, eating the least food, while her husband's living allowance was all pocketed by the adoptive mother. She even gave birth to twins, but never told her husband about them. Then famine struck. The allowance stopped. The adoptive mother forced her to remarry—even threatened to sell the children for food. The children starved to death. The husband died from severe injuries on the battlefield, never knowing he had once been a father. Vivian Wallace, now a cross-disciplinary expert in both traditional and modern medicine: …Who the hell wrote this plot? She was going to smash their skull in! But the real kicker? The system informed her—this pitiful, tragic original host was none other than her past self. What now? She had to make up for the maternal love she owed those children in her past life. After swiftly dealing with the scumbags, Vivian immediately packed up and set off with the twins to find their father at the military base. Dragging a donkey cart, carrying two four-and-a-half-year-old toddlers, she fled the impoverished mountain village under the watchful eyes of the entire town. After a grueling journey, she finally reunited with her officer husband. Matthew Reid stared at the two ragged children—miniature versions of himself—and confirmed they were indeed his. The cold-faced officer instantly transformed into a doting father, overflowing with paternal love. But he never could have imagined that his rough, dark-skinned bride from the countryside would transform into a fair-skinned, delicate beauty within just two months! Not only that—she wielded her medical skills like a miracle worker, snatching him back from the jaws of death. Rumors claimed she was illiterate? Yet here she was, excelling in both scholarship and combat, even getting recruited as an orthopedic specialist by the military hospital. When her in-laws saw her again, they gasped: "This girl… why does she look just like our old comrade's descendant?" The true heiress had returned—and the impostor was panicking! This time, Vivian Wallace had it all: a mystical spring in her grasp, a child in her arms, and the dashing regimental commander by her side. With one hand, she rewrote fate; with the other, she unlocked cheat-mode—living a charmed life others wouldn't dare dream of!

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.

Robert Scott, born of ancient divine lineage, was a natural-born king. Yet, he was betrayed and murdered by his childhood lover and others, his divine essence stolen from him. A decade later, he returned from the dead at the very spot he had fallen, empowered with the strength of millions of dragons, transforming into a dragon himself and cultivating golden divine bones. Once again, he was invincible in this world! His past adversaries were all obliterated! Anyone who dared to challenge his divine authority was met with certain death! In the vast heavens and infinite realms, he stood alone at the pinnacle. The ancient Supreme Dragon Ruler, the lord of the Eight Desolates!

In the glittering world of high society and cutthroat ambition, a single sentence shatters a marriage: "Let's get a divorce." For three years, Claire Thompson has lived in exile, her marriage to the powerful Nelson Cooper a hollow shell existing only on paper. Shipped abroad on her wedding day and utterly forgotten, she returns only to be handed divorce papers. But Claire is no longer the timid, heartbroken girl she once was. Behind her quiet facade lies a woman transformed, secretly rejoicing at her newfound freedom. However, freedom comes with a price. As Claire signs the papers with relief, a chilling phone call reveals a dark truth: the threats she faced overseas were no accident, and the trail leads shockingly close to home—to the family that raised her and the husband who discarded her. Just as she prepares to sever all ties, a twist of fate pulls her back into the gilded cage. Nelson, for reasons unknown, suddenly stalls the divorce. Meanwhile, the family that disowned her and the fragile, manipulative sister who stole her life are determined to ruin her reputation and drive her out for good. But Claire is playing a different game now. With a mysterious new identity, powerful allies, and secrets of her own, she is no one's pawn. As hidden truths unravel and loyalties are tested, a stunning question emerges: In this high-stakes battle of love, betrayal, and revenge, who is truly trapping whom?

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!

I opened my eyes—only to find myself transmigrated into a beast world? Fiona Morgan was utterly bewildered. A beast world? Fine. But why was she also saddled with the high-risk role of a divine oracle? Where's the food? Where's the bottom line? And most importantly—where are the hot beast husbands?! The Cold and Stern White Tiger: "Fiona, you've always been you. And it's you I've always loved." The Beautiful Yet Unhinged Snake: "Sweetheart, care for some snake stew?" The Ethereally Gorgeous Merman Emperor: "The Beast God made me a ruler—I couldn't care less. But the Beast God made me love you—and I embrace it wholeheartedly." The Androgynous Snow Fox: "Darling, even if I have to cross the entire beast world, I'll come for you." The Majestic Wolf King: "Sweetheart, we wolves mate for life." Fiona Morgan clutched her aching waist: "No more, no more… I can't handle any more!" The Scummy Grey Wolf Villain: "Excuse me? What about my big boss reputation?!"

A young boy from a humble bloodline, occasionally inherited from a world-shocking family. Once he woke up, he ascended to the Ninth Heaven. He cultivated the Nine Stars Divine Dragon Technique, condensing dragon vein, forming the Overlord Body. He competed with the prodigies of all the clans, overwhelming all fields, and shocking the Ninth Heaven.

Fiona Benton transmigrated from the apocalypse into the body of a capitalist heiress in the 1960s. Without hesitation, she faked an illness to relinquish her family's leadership, pocketed her inheritance, and signed up for rural labor. She set her sights on the "unmarriageable" officer in the production brigade—Liam Henderson. The man was taciturn and rugged, with a scar cutting across his brow, yet his gaze when looking at her was unfathomably deep. After marriage, Liam Henderson became locally infamous as a "henpecked husband": When his buddies offered him a cigarette, he waved them off. "Wife won't allow it." When comrades asked to borrow money, he shook his head. "Gotta file a request first." Then, when troublemakers came knocking, Fiona Benton hoisted a hundred-pound millstone with one hand. Amid the stunned silence, Liam calmly took the millstone from her and turned a cold glare on the crowd: "My wife's hands are delicate. You can't afford the medical bills if she hurts them." After moving to the military base, the song-and-dance troupe girls gossiped about this "capitalist miss"—until they saw her punch through a sandbag during morning drills and nail every shot at the shooting range. That night, Fiona cheerfully handed Liam a steel spoon bent out of shape: "Oops, I accidentally twisted it again." Without batting an eye, Liam took it and smirked at his dumbfounded comrades: "My wife. Adorable, right?"

Modern-day powerhouse Aria Spencer unexpectedly transmigrated into the body of a pampered young woman from the 1970s. Opening her eyes, she found herself the cherished jewel of her family. The original host was doted on by ten older brothers and younger siblings, treasured like their very lives. Yet she was schemed against by a malicious, reincarnated rival, kidnapped by human traffickers, and met a tragic end. The reborn Aria Spencer sneered: "Hmph." Revenge was a must—blood debts must be paid in blood! She slaughtered traffickers, crushed scum beneath her heel, her blade sharp but hidden, carving a path of vengeance. Her family? She protected them. Her brothers? She spoiled them. Her enemies? She trampled them underfoot. The plot? Hers to command! With a spatial cheat at her fingertips and a mystical spring at her disposal, resources were never in short supply: While others struggled in poverty, her family feasted on meat and broth; While others wore rags, her household dressed finer than city folk. Her plan? Get rich, secure land, and build an empire—until a certain cold-faced soldier caught her eye. Rumors said he was ascetic, aloof, and indifferent to women. But reality? He handed over his entire paycheck, took care of chores without being asked, crushed her enemies by day, and... attended to her needs by night. Aria Spencer: "What's his deal? Chasing me till my heart flutters—that's cheating!" But then again... he was handsome, formidable, powerful, and utterly devoted. Fine then—she'd spoil him right back!

[70s Era + Space + Military Marriage + Stockpiling Supplies + Medical Skills] As Lydia Clark took her last breath, her mother-in-law's curses still rang in her ears: "A barren hen, even stealing medicine for your paralyzed father-in-law!" For three years after marrying into the Cui family, she had cared for her bedridden father-in-law, endured her sister-in-law's constant harassment, and weathered the veiled insults from her brother-in-law and his wife. Yet her husband had eyes only for his fallen comrade's widow—pocketing the money Lydia earned, he ran off to join the military with his "white moonlight," leaving her to clean up the mess. When she opened her eyes again, she found herself back on the eve of her family's forced relocation to the Great Northern Wilderness. This time, the path ahead was clear: either remain the Cui family's blood bank, drained to the last drop, or follow her former fiancé—who had always secretly loved her—into the countryside! Without hesitation, Lydia chose the second option. But fate had a twist in store: she accidentally awakened a spatial storage system! Under cover of night, she emptied the scumbag's entire household and slipped away before dawn. Standing before the youngest regimental commander in the military district, she declared, "I'll go with you." In the Great Northern Wilderness, she used her spatial supplies to improve their lives while treating fellow educated youth and villagers, building a vibrant new existence. And at last, she fulfilled the regret of her past life—marrying that very regimental commander. Later, her ex-husband came crawling back, his "white moonlight" having vanished with all his money. Seeing Lydia in a brand-new padded coat, standing beside her tall, distinguished officer, he dropped to his knees with a thud. "Wife, I was wrong. Come back with me!" Cradling the hot-water bottle her husband had just bought her, Lydia gave him a cool glance. "Comrade, my husband is right here. Mind your words." As he watched their retreating figures, arm in arm, it finally dawned on him—the treasure he had lost. But Lydia Clark had long since stopped looking back.

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.

The life of a man can be molded, The purpose of a man can be shaped; The only difference is the decisions we make. ~Oluwatoyosi When you grow up in a society where women are not valued or respected, you must learn to make important decisions that will affect your life forever. Oluwadarasimi is a young lady who just wanted to survive. Ever since she was born, her whole life has been shaped in the way society wanted it to be. Her family offered no encouragement, and her society offered no help. Bothered by the gruesome things she had seen, heard, and experienced, and stuck alone and in the pain and suffering that a young woman should never encounter, she makes a decision that changes her life. Years later, she still doesn’t even know if she had grown into who she was supposed to be, yet she finds herself falling for a man who just confuses her to no end and shakes the balance of her life. He never had it rough in life but decided to not dwell on his family’s fortune but to build himself up. Studying hard and taking risks made him who he is today. Adeyemi is a Billionaire who didn’t have to use the influence of his family to be the man he is. He always wanted to show many people that following your purpose can lead you to a whole new dimension that takes you on an entire journey of both good and bad. Now, imagine seeing a woman who is the least interested in him and seems to carry around a dark cloud, Adeyemi decides to follow his purpose and get closer to this woman who does nothing but intrigue him. Will he be able to break down her perfectly molded walls? Both of them go on a journey to build up their lives, encourage themselves and heal from everything that they have gone through. But even the past never liked staying where it is…

Original Title: "Apocalypse: The Female Lead Wields 100 Billion Supplies to Kill Without Mercy" [Apocalypse + Rebirth + Planting Space + Cross-Dimensional Trading System + Stockpiling + Base Building] Power Couple, Absolute Egoist Thriller, Unlimited Sweet Romance, No Saintly Nonsense!!! In the fifth year of the apocalypse, Lydia Walker chose to self-destruct in a final act of vengeance, taking her wicked stepsister down with her. When she opened her eyes again, she found herself transported back two months before the apocalypse—and accidentally awakened a top-tier planting space, along with a cross-dimensional trading system. Shortage of water and food in the apocalypse? Her premium space boasts endless fertile fields, teeming with creatures from rivers, land, and sky—everything one could ever need! Sudden climate shifts and rampant zombies? How about high-tech dimensional thermoregulation suits and laser guns? Corruption and power struggles within the base? This time, Lydia Walker and her husband, Ethan Reid, will forge the strongest team, build their own empire, and reign supreme as the undisputed rulers of this apocalyptic world—leaving everyone else in awe! -------- P.S.: This is Pidan's debut novel, so the writing may still be a bit rough in the early chapters. Please bear with me, dear readers—I'm constantly improving! Also, if the overly sweet romance between the leads isn't your cup of tea, feel free to skim those parts. And if it's really not working for you, you're always welcome to find another book that suits your taste—just please, no harsh criticism. With gratitude and a deep bow—thank you!

Introduction: No matter how powerful you are, no matter how wealthy you can be to rival a nation, do not flaunt your arrogance in front of me. I am Ye Qiu, capable of saving your life, as well as claiming it!