It’s true that good people don’t live long, while scourges last for a thousand years. Twenty-eight-year-old master obstetrician Lan Mo died while saving a life and transmigrated to the 1960s, a time of hunger and cold.
Other people transmigrate with a space to hoard supplies? She didn’t have one!
Others get a transmigration gift package, a space system to get them started! She didn’t have one!
Just as Lan Mo was complaining about the heavens’ injustice, the heavens gifted her a level-zero Myriad Realms Farm Space.
The farm could be used for planting, and with five hundred friends from the myriad realms, she could casually steal the ginseng and lingzhi mushrooms they planted.
Whatever she lacked, her friends would send over. Just as she was getting carried away with the fun…
What? Her mom isn’t her biological mom, but her maternal aunt?
What? Her paternal aunt is actually her biological mom?
Heavens, please strike me with lightning and send me back! How is she supposed to deal with such a messy family situation in the future?