【Era + Educated Youth + Space + Time Travel + Heartwarming 1V1】 Shen Qinghuan had a hunch she was about to time-travel, but she never expected to wake up in the 1970s— Unloved by her parents, she was like a pitiful little cabbage. Her eldest sister stole her job, secretly signed her up for rural labor, and, not content with just selling her off, even shipped all three siblings off to the desolate Northwest. Then she landed another job opportunity—was she the chosen one? Sell it for cash! Stock up on supplies, empty the house, and head to the countryside. Only on the train did she realize—she had transmigrated into a novel, and not just any character, but a nameless cannon fodder! Shen Qinghuan cursed the heavens right then and there. Here she was, a modern elite, and this was the script she got? Next to her sat the female lead, across from her was the male lead, and diagonally opposite—a future military heavyweight. One glance confirmed it: these were people she couldn’t afford to mess with! Becoming cannon fodder? Not a chance! But then… why was that military bigshot suddenly glued to her, insisting on marriage? Wait—the female lead was reborn? The villainess was reborn? Even the cannon fodder was reborn? Was rebirth as common as cabbage these days? What? The female lead, the villainess, and the cannon fodder were all eyeing her icy-faced man? Heh, sorry folks—already married. Messing with a military marriage is a crime, you know! Only after tying the knot did she truly understand—Mr. Lu was the absolute dream man!!! A lifetime of spoiling? Now that was the good life!!!

Cultivation powerhouse Zara Kingsley crossed into the 1970s with a pocket dimension stuffed with a billion units of supplies. The moment she opened her eyes, she’d become the unlucky punching bag of adoptive parents and a scheming stepsister. The stepsister wanted to snatch her job and exile her to the countryside? Zara Kingsley emptied the girl’s entire house in one swipe and signed her up for the Great Northwest—go eat dirt and open up wasteland! The adoptive parents embezzled her birth parents’ pension and planned to sell her little siblings for cash? One anonymous letter to the authorities sent the pair of parasites straight to the firing squad—blood for blood. The reborn heroine, armed with foreknowledge, tried to steal her jade pendant dimension and her fiancé, dreaming of replacing her and soaring to the top? Zara Kingsley laughed coldly, seized the spatial treasure for herself, and monopolized every fortuitous encounter. As for that trash fiancé—he’s all yours; whoever wants him can have the bad luck. From then on, Zara Kingsley let herself go completely, hell-bent on being as unscrupulous as possible, sprinting down the road of face-slapping and sweet revenge. Then came the day she was sent down to the countryside—and the rumored sterile, ice-faced big shot Henson Lancaster set his sights on her. One was aiveness-obsessed cultivation madwoman; the other, a ruthless, black-bellied military titan. They clicked at first sight, marched to the registry, and got their marriage certificates. Husband and wife, perfectly matched—trash-bashing without breaking a sweat! You be my crazy wife, I’ll be your crazy husband; two apex predators joining forces—whoever blocks the way gets flattened. The reborn heroine was dumbstruck: the fiancé she stole turned out to be useless, the opportunities she coveted were all hijacked, and the cannon-fodder Zara Kingsley—supposed to die early—had instead become the nation’s darling. She reclaimed her birth parents, cleared their names, and, together with Henson Lancaster, amassed an untold fortune. Multiple buns in one pregnancy, living life in full swagger.

Veronica Demoore was the girl everyone despised. Mocked for her weight, humiliated for her grades, and crushed beneath a brutal home life, she lived every day as the target of ridicule—until the day she couldn’t bear it anymore. The world thought Veronica died that night. But when she opens her eyes again… someone else is looking through them. Savanna. A woman once raised in the shadows of a powerful organization. A genius trained to survive, manipulate, and dominate. In her previous life, she had wealth, intelligence, and strength. In this one, she has none of those things—only Veronica’s broken body and shattered reputation. But weakness is temporary. Bullies who once laughed at Veronica soon discover the girl they tormented is no longer the same. Her mind is sharper. Her gaze is colder. And the quiet girl they used to push around now carries a dangerous confidence. As Savanna begins transforming Veronica’s life piece by piece—losing weight, exposing enemies, and rising to the top of the school—the truth behind her rebirth slowly unfolds. Because Savanna didn’t die by accident. And the people who killed her are still out there. This time, she won’t be their victim. This time— she’s coming for everything.

(End of the World + Rebirth + Space + Multiple Pets + Stockpiling + Daily Life + A Unique Space System!) Acid rain, blizzards, extreme cold and heat, insect plagues, mutations... After struggling alone in the apocalypse for ten years, she was tragically killed due to other people's treachery. In her second life, she seeks revenge, hoards supplies, and raises an army of mutated dogs! She fills her shopping cart with fried chicken, snail rice noodles, cola, and chips! However...there seems to be something strange about the direction of the space upgrade... The "garbage disposal machine" takes in household waste and spews out random supplies? The "love ranch" changes animals based on her mood, and today's animal is an...elephant? The "happy farm" seems fine at first glance, so why is it producing generators?

Jade Sinclair didn’t learn the truth until her dying breath: the husband who hadn single night in eight years had long since built a love nest with his first flame The mother-in-law she’d served like a slave—paralyzed, demanding, never grateful—the wheezing father-in-law who emptied bottle after bottle of pills, and the drama-queen sister-in-law were all chains the Foster family forged to keep her tethered Even the university place she’d scraped every cent to buy had been handed by that scumbag straight to his white-moonlight sweetheart And the boy and girl she’d loved as her own for eight long years? The darling children she’d rocked through fevers and homework? Their real parents were those two cheating dogs When she opened her eyes again, she was back at square one—so… “Sent-down youth? Sis isn’t going to any stinking village, not in this lifetime!” “Marry that trash? I’d rather marry an actual dog.” “Wait on his family hand and foot? They can do whatever the hell they want; this lady is done serving!” This time, whoever crossed her would watch her flip the board and bury them with it As for marriage… the army officer next door in the military compound looked promising. In her last life he’d died young on a mission, leaving a fat pension and two solid rooms Marry him, shut the gossips up, become a wealthy widow with a house—match made in heaven So Jade marked the calendar, waiting for widowhood. Three years rolled by… then another three. Not only did the man refuse to die, he kept climbing—now a full-bird officer One night he pinned her to the mattress, laughter hot against her ear: “Wife… how about I ‘sacrifice’ myself right here in this bed?”

One Day Before the Apocalypse Catherine Lane was forcibly bound to a system. This self-proclaimed "Rental System" creature grandly gifted her an entire residential complex right off the bat. The system brandished its tiny whip: "Our goal is—to become the most legendary landlady in history!" Catherine Lane: "What the actual hell..." Official Synopsis: The apocalypse is coming, and humanity faces an existential crisis. In these dire times, a safe haven untouched by zombies becomes priceless. Catherine Lane watches her rental units fill up one after another, her heart swelling with satisfaction—she's getting closer and closer to her dream of lounging around and counting stacks of cash! But the system never plays by the rules. When a new ancient-world dimension suddenly unlocks, Catherine is left in tears. Damn this scammy system! All her hard work vanishes in an instant. Beside her, a certain someone who's been watching her intently murmurs, "Don't be afraid. I'll always be here with you."

Celebrity Chef Emily Reed suddenly found herself transported back to the 1970s, reborn as an overweight village girl whose reputation had been ruined by a scumbag's schemes. Even more absurdly, the moment she opened her eyes, she was forced into a compromising situation with a cold, aloof male intellectual sent to the countryside for re-education. The scumbag promptly called off their engagement, and the entire village clamored for her to take responsibility for the young man. Emily Reed: "No thanks, this isn't trouble—it's destiny and a golden opportunity rolled into one!" She thought she'd married an ordinary intellectual, but it turned out her husband was a powerful figure from the capital living undercover! Shedding his rugged disguise, he revealed himself as a high-ranking official and an utterly devoted, doting husband. "Sweetheart, earning money is exhausting—let me take care of you," he offered. Watching Emily thrive in both career and love, her scumbag ex-husband was green with regret: "I was wrong—please take me back!" Emily wrapped an arm around her influential husband and retorted with a smile, "Too late. My spatula is for cooking, not for scraping up trash!"

On their wedding night, Athena's husband left for abroad with his mistress—without a word. Unfazed, she quickly found a new lover: a stunning young man with a killer physique, fierce yet adorably clingy. For three blissful years, she lived on her own terms—free, bold, and unrestrained. But when her estranged husband unexpectedly returns, Athena calmly handed her loyal companion a check. "Sweetheart, this is where we end." She never expected him to seize her wrist, his voice low and dangerous. "Do you really think you can just toss me aside? Do you even know who I am?" She had dismissed him as nothing more than a pretty face—until, at a high-society birthday party, she encountered the rumored heir of a powerful family, a man so influential even the elite trembled before him. And he looked exactly like her discarded lover. Now, with his piercing gaze fixed on hers, he approached slowly and whispered, "Did you really think a check could get rid of me?" Athena's world tilted, and she realized this dangerous game was far from over.

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.

[Group Favorite + Multiple Identities + Face-Slapping + Sweet Revenge] To force her into a divorce, Nina Marshall—who had lost her memories—was handed over to a complete stranger by her own husband. With her heart turned to ashes, she signed the papers. But a single car crash brought every memory flooding back, and she finally remembered she was the darling of the world. Her max-level parents: "Anyone who dares bully our baby girl? They'd better be ready to pay with their lives!" Her ten overprotective brothers: "The weather's getting chilly—let's bury the ones who hurt Nina six feet under." A certain hidden big-shot looked at Nina Marshall, feigning grievance: "They've already handled everything. What's left for me to do?" Nina Marshall hooked a finger under his chin, her smile bewitching. "Your job… is to love me." [She's strong; he's stronger. Together they crush every obstacle—specializing in taking down anyone who dares say no.]

The moment she opened her eyes, Natalie Rowan found herself transported from the apocalyptic world where humanity had perished straight into the 1960s. Though it was an era of scarcity—where hunger gnawed and warmth was a luxury—she no longer felt alone. Her wood-element powers and spiritual spring space had followed her through time, leaving her absolutely thrilled. Her stepmother schemed, her stepsister was vicious—breaking the original host's leg and signing her up for rural labor—all to steal her narcissistic, arrogant fiancé? Natalie smirked coldly. Rural labor? Fine, they'd all go together. She'd make sure her step-siblings were shipped off to the harsh Northwest. A broken leg? With her wood-element abilities, she healed it in minutes, then emptied the family home of every last valuable, leaving her scoundrel father and stepmother howling in rage. Breaking off the engagement? Perfect. She'd trade the marriage for a hefty payout, ditch the self-absorbed jerk, and call it a win. After turning the household upside down, she packed up the last of their valuables—even the cast-iron pots—and headed to the countryside with flair. While others struggled, she feasted. While others suffered, she thrived. Riding the wave of the times straight to the top, she discovered her two brothers vying to spoil her—turns out, she was the long-lost heiress. And then there was that stoic military officer, relentlessly pursuing her—tall, devastatingly handsome, handing over his salary, doing all the housework, utterly smitten. Natalie: "Fine, let's give love a try." But then her arrogant ex-fiancé came crawling back, begging through tears: "Don't call off the engagement, please—I'll be your loyal lapdog." Natalie: "Tch. Not interested."

Chloe Bishop was the city’s golden girl—the "First Lady" of high society. Wealthy, breathtakingly beautiful, and deeply in love, she was the envy of everyone. When Liam was a broken outcast who had lost everything, Chloe was the one who reached out, pulling him from the wreckage of his life. She gave him her heart, her family’s status, and six devoted years. But on the morning of their lavish, multi-million dollar wedding, the dream shatters. Instead of an "I do," Liam leaves her at the altar, delivering a cold confession that pierces like a knife: “The one I’ve always loved is Sara Jay.” Overnight, the city's golden girl becomes its biggest laughingstock. Betrayed by her fiancé and haunted by a dark secret involving her father, Charles, Chloe is expected to crumble. But as the world waits for her to beg for his return, Chloe wipes her tears and offers a chilling smile. "I know he’ll come back crawling eventually," she whispers, stripping off her silk veil. "But this time, I’m done waiting. It's time for the world to see what happens when a 'perfect' woman stops being nice." He broke her heart. Now, she’s going to break his empire.

“You can still call me Mr. Tongue if you want.” Stephan grinned at Alana and licked his lips deliberately, the tip of his tongue gliding back and forth, and reminding her of the night they’d spent together. Rule number one: Avoid entering into wrong rooms. Well, Alana wished that had been easier for her because a wrong room had taken her on a quite crazy ride. And running into him again in the most unexpected place wasn’t in her bingo card. It turns out that Alana’s one night stand was about to get a whole lot more complicated and she had no idea what she was going to do. Because sometimes one night stands never end at one night.

Everyone believed Ye Liuyun was trash, even himself. No money, no talent, and no one he could rely on. Bully, scorn and laughter, that’s what he deserved. But Ye Liuyun never gave up working hard. One day things had changed. Ye Liuyun’s inner power was suddenly awakened. He could cultivate a divine level spirit and became a supreme hero. Slaying demons and exterminating devils, his adventures just started... Money, beauty and power, he would grasp everything in his hands...

【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 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.”

Rosa Alston has been reincarnated. In her previous life, she was deeply in love with Jason Edward for eight years, but all she got in return was a divorce certificate and a tragic death in a mental hospital. So, the first thing the reincarnated Rosa did was divorce Jason! Initially, Jason remained his usual distant and disdainful self, saying, “Stop threatening me with divorce. I don’t have time for your drama!” But after the divorce, as Rosa's career soared and great men flocked around her, Jason couldn't sit still anymore. He pinned Rosa to the wall and said, “Rosa, I was wrong. Let’s remarry…” Rosa responded coldly, “Thank you, but no intrusion, please. I’ve already cured my love-addicted brain.”

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!

As the Sterling family's fake heiress, Luna Sterling was kidnapped alongside the real heiress—only to be heartlessly abandoned by her parents and brother, meeting a tragic end. After returning from her cultivation in another world, she decisively severed ties with her family. Who needed such biased, unfair relatives anyway? The Sterlings were convinced that without them, Luna would eventually come crawling back, begging for their mercy. But instead, they watched in shock as the elite of the capital clamored to curry favor with her. When the Sterlings sought a partnership with the Terrell Group, the Terrell heiress deadpanned: "Sister Luna says your family is bad luck." When Astrid Terrell begged for an autograph from the reigning film emperor, the A-lister hesitated, glancing at Luna: "Boss, should I... give it to her?" And when the Sterlings tried to cozy up to the capital's most powerful family, the Shields, the youngest and most spoiled Shields heir smirked: "So you're the ones who bullied my sister? Well then—let the Sterlings fall." Filled with regret, the Sterlings groveled for forgiveness, even resorting to emotional blackmail. Luna merely raised a brow: "Do I look like someone who has morals to you?"

【Showbiz + Mind-Reading + Gossip-Craving + Unhinged Chaos】 Celeste Beddington transmigrated into a third-rate entertainment-novel extra—a washed-up starlet and the fake-heiress foil to the real-deal heroine Her scripted fate: keep stirring trouble until the heroine ships her off to a foreign black market and she dies miserably. Gossip System: 【Host, just quietly eat melons and rack up “explosive points” to rewrite your ending!】 Celeste Beddington sneers: Pass. Die now, die later—same difference. I’m going full rabid and taking everyone with me. At the family recognition banquet, green-tea fake sister Roslyn Beddington floats over with a tearful apology—Celeste Beddington boots her straight into the koi pond. 【Still pretending to be some pure little fairy? Wasn't you who slipped Dad's room key to that wannabe idol?】 CEO Dad: “!” When the A-list heartthrob her original self adored shows up, Celeste Beddington greets him with a face-shattering slap. 【Thought you could shortcut twenty years by climbing into Mom's bed? Dream on.】 Award-winning Mom: “!!” 【Tsk, talked Big Bro into a scam project—when it imploded he lost billions. One co-investor went bankrupt, tracked him down, and hacked him to death. Investment prodigy snuffed just like that—shame.】 Investment-genius Big Bro: “!!!” 【Sigh, the rest of the brothers don’t fare any better!】 Whole family: Which part is bad—spit it out! On variety shows Celeste Beddington stays reliably unhinged. Netizens start out hating her harder—until through her they catch: America’s Sweetheart popping squat in the wild… The ripped action hero twerking in lacy lingerie… Comments: Can’t stop watching! More! Daily dose please! While she snacks on melons and wreaks havoc, all five brothers’ personas collapse—and they start spoiling her rotten… Even the final boss villain keeps looking at her like she's cracked reality itself…

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.