[Apocalypse + Rebirth + Space + Stockpiling + Zombie Apocalypse + A Courageous and Ruthless Female Lead + Comedy] For over a decade, Lin Wu struggled to survive the apocalypse, facing immense hardships. Eventually, she was targeted by a special research institute, becoming Number * and tortured to death. Opening her eyes, she found herself back two weeks before the apocalypse! A blessing in disguise, a giant cheat code, but now she's stuttering! Lin Wu decisively put aside her minor flaws, pocketing her cash and going on a shopping spree, blindly buying! Hot pot, snail noodles, giant grilled sausages, meat buns—she wanted it all! "Hey! You little girl up there, hand over all your supplies!" Thinking Lin Wu was alone and mute, the cannon fodder blocked the road and robbed her. Lin Wu turned back, smiled sweetly, and silently punched the wall behind her. A dark hole appeared. The robber looked at the hole, then at his own body, and a trembling trembled. Lin Wu withdrew her hand, a sinister smile on her face. "Now it's my turn to rob you!" "!!!" This is a 'heartwarming' story where a pig eats a tiger and it works every time, and a loli can transform into a big robber at any time~

After transmigrating to a post-apocalyptic world, Luo Xue became a destitute vagrant, barely surviving from day to day.

Fortunately, she gained the opportunity to experience dream lives in a world of immortal martial arts.

Each time she enters a dream, she lives a brand new life, and only with the death of that life does the dream come to an end.

Everything from the dream world is brought back to reality, and everything in reality is likewise reflected in the dream.

Dream life after dream life, encounter after unforgettable encounter.

“Is this a dream?”

“Is it really a dream?”

“Or perhaps… reality is the dream?”

After experiencing countless dreams, when Luo Xue wakes up once more, innumerable threads of fate are tightly intertwined with her own.

“Perhaps it’s because I don’t know it’s a dream that I, a wanderer, chase after illusions.”

Transported to a Western fantasy world, I became a noble with garbage-tier aptitude. Although I awakened a talent that lets me draw a lottery every day, most of the stuff I pulled was pure junk. Hecate had already mentally prepared to lie flat and mooch off the family forever.

But unexpectedly, the lottery talent drew the Witch Seed.

Every gift from fate has its price clearly marked.

The moment he chose the Witch Seed, his affinity with magic hit the maximum. Just breathing in a bit of air would boost his power.

But the cost was…