With a cheat code, she travels through the 40s and hoards goods to take her motherland to new height

"Hello, your takeaway has arrived!"

Shu Ran came out carrying the cut fruit, turned on the video doorbell, and saw three delivery guys (male) standing at the door, looking at each other with their food deliveries in hand.

I turned on the voice changer and selected a gruff male voice: "Just leave it at the door, thanks bro!"

She casually placed the fruit plate on the cabinet next to her, right in front of her black and white photo. Shu Ran subconsciously looked away. Although this living alone gadget had been with her for a while, she was still not quite used to it.

With frequent news reports of accidents involving women living alone, Shu Ran has resorted to both advanced technology and ruthless methods for safety reasons.

I have to say, I feel much safer! I even sleep better now. But, I still feel like I have a non-human roommate.

After everyone left, Shu Ran brought in the five bags of takeout food from the doorway and placed them on the coffee table: barbecue, crayfish, pizza, braised food, milk tea, and a fruit platter—everything was ready.

With the late-night snack, air conditioner, and blanket all ready, Shu Ran turned on the projector, randomly picked a horror movie, and began celebrating her first lottery win!

Wow, financial freedom is awesome! Cheers to myself!

Shu Ran picked up her milk tea, raised the cup towards her black and white art photo, and then took a big gulp!

The pleasant sensation of the cool, refreshing drink washed over her, but before Shu Ran could savor it, she suddenly felt an unusual heaviness in her body, her vision went black, and she lost consciousness.

When she woke up again, she was in the mourning hall. Shu Ran was terrified. Dressed in mourning clothes, she knelt in front of the coffin with a blank face. She was still a little confused. Was it a dream? Her body seemed to be consciously and mechanically putting paper money into the brazier in front of her.

The scorching heat, the child's small, inappropriately small hands, the backdrop of an all-wood, ancient-style building, and the eerie funeral music...

Oh my god! Help! She looks like she's stepped into a horror movie!

Shu Ran's eyes rolled back and she fainted. Before she fainted, she had only one thought: she would never watch horror movies at night again, and she would also put away the black and white photos!

In his coma, the experiences of a girl named Qian Duoduo from childhood to adulthood surfaced in his mind, until she starved to death on the street when she was eighteen years old.

After witnessing Qian Duoduo's experiences from an outsider's perspective, Shu Ran felt uneasy. Had she transmigrated? Or had she encountered a female ghost?

As long as it's not like she's transported into a horror movie, she can barely accept it, please!

Shu Ran suppressed her panic and saw an eight or nine-year-old girl suddenly appear in front of her. She looked exactly like Qian Duoduo when she was a child, chubby and very cute.

The little girl's eyes held a world-weariness beyond her years, tinged with a mixture of guilt and relief.

"Hello, my name is Qian Duoduo. What you just saw is my memory. I'm sorry, I accidentally pulled you here. Don't worry, I'll make it up to you... I miss my mom..."

As she spoke, thinking about her tragic life, the girl started to cry, tears streaming down her face—yes, very stereotypical, and in red.

Shu Ran couldn't bear to look and turned her head away, but then felt it was impolite and quickly turned back. It was all her fault for not being able to let go of her last remaining sense of propriety. The scene was truly bizarre, and strangely, she wasn't so afraid anymore.

"Miss Ghost, let's talk this out, don't get agitated!"

Qian Duoduo was immersed in her tragic experience and couldn't speak. After wiping the blood off her face, she took a while to calm down before choking out, "I'm sorry for dragging you into this. I want to ask you to live on for me. Promise me one thing: I can give you my body, as well as the things my mother and maternal grandfather left me. I will also give you some other compensation."

Shu Ran was stunned by these words. No way, she really time-traveled?

Suppressing her inexplicable unease, Shu Ran looked directly at the girl in front of her: "Can you explain? What's wrong with my body? I just had a physical exam, and I'm perfectly healthy. It's impossible for me to die young. What did you do?"

Qian Duoduo's guilty conscience was obvious to everyone, even to Shu Ran, who wasn't very good at reading people's expressions.

A bad feeling grew stronger. No way! She'd just achieved financial freedom; she really didn't want to time travel! Especially not to that era of hardship and struggle. Although she enjoyed reading historical fiction, she didn't want to experience it firsthand. Wasn't takeout better? Wasn't her phone more fun? Why did she have to go through all that suffering?

"You can't blame it all on me. Who knew you'd display your own funeral portrait in your own home! You even raised a glass to me. I thought you were saying hello, and given the time crunch, I just brought your soul back with me."

Qian Duoduo felt guilty, her eyes darting around. In the end, she realized she was too hasty and hadn't even looked at the house number carefully. She was supposed to go to the other side, but she went to the wrong place and even picked up the wrong person.

Seeing the bewilderment on Shu Ran's face, Qian Duoduo felt even more guilty. But thinking of her mother waiting for her on the other side, her eyes gradually hardened. Oh well, she should make up for it! She still wanted to be her mother's little darling. If she missed this opportunity, she might not have another chance to go through this ordeal together with her mother.

"You said it yourself that there was a mistake, so can you send me back?"

Shu Ran plans to take down her black and white art photos as soon as she gets back!

It's scary, no one says their black and white photos will attract real things!

Knowing she was in the wrong, but realizing that time was running out and there was no time to find someone to take the blame, Qian Duoduo pursed her bloodless lips: "I'm sorry, I can't do it, it's too late. But don't worry, I've prepared compensation for you, I guarantee you'll be satisfied."

Having overheard something, Qian Duoduo glanced behind her and spoke faster: "It's time, I have to go, my mom is waiting for me!"

Her figure gradually drifted away, and before she could finish speaking, Qian Duoduo had already run away. She had to hurry, as her mother was already calling her.

"Wait a minute, I don't want to. I have parents waiting for me too, you..."

The phantom seemed flustered and disappeared even faster, vanishing in the blink of an eye, leaving only a swaying ball of light that hurtled towards Shu Ran.

Shu Ran was devastated. What kind of human suffering was this? If you don't want to live, then don't live! What does it have to do with her? They dragged her, an innocent person, into this to take the blame without even explaining herself. They might as well have let her run into something else!

Her parents were still waiting for her at home; she hadn't lived in her newly renovated apartment for long; her lottery winnings were still warm in her bank account; her phone, takeout orders, and her wallet, which had just become thick enough to spend lavishly...

Oh no, wait a minute, her browsing history hasn't been cleared yet!!!

Help! Shu Ran doesn't want to experience death after death. Even if she's reborn as a cow or a horse, she's an innocent cow or a horse, and she wants to leave her innocence in the world!