Chapter 1: Prologue

"So cold…"

"Why is it so cold…"

Inside an alley, snowflakes drifted down.

A seven or eight-year-old girl lay in the snow, shivering in thin hemp clothes.

Passersby of all kinds seemed not to see her, hurrying on their way.

Because there were simply too many people like this young girl.

In the Zhou Kingdom, these past few years had been filled with natural disasters, man-made calamities, and incessant warfare, turning many commoners into beggars.

But, when there are too many beggars.

The wealthy in the city couldn't provide enough alms, and every day the yamen would cart away many corpses from these alleyways.

Either frozen to death or starved to death.

The young girl slowly woke up, rubbed her eyes, examined her surroundings, and then looked at her own body, looking very confused.

But soon, her body curled up into a ball, and her eyes revealed an expression that did not match her age.

She was furious.

A minute ago, she was still on Blue Star, a male college student named Bing Cheng.

Walking down the street, he had run into a Fortune Teller who grabbed his backpack and insisted on telling his fortune, refusing to let him leave if he didn't.

Bing Cheng had no choice but to sit down and wait for him to read his fortune, only for that Fortune Teller to insist that he himself was a god.

He naturally didn't believe it and cursed the Fortune Teller, calling him a lunatic.

As it turned out, the Fortune Teller recited his browser history, his penis size, and his Douyin favorites.

Bing Cheng panicked immediately, grabbing the Fortune Teller by the collar and telling him to shut up.

The Fortune Teller looked teasing and said.

"I didn't expect the hobbies of modern youth to be so different. You actually like crossdressers and watch adult films… tsk tsk!"

Bing Cheng instantly wanted to move to another planet.

The Fortune Teller seemed to see right through Bing Cheng's thoughts, shouting excitedly about "business" and other such nonsense.

Bing Cheng was completely baffled, and then saw the Fortune Teller continue to ask.

"Do you want to become a girl? Do you want to go to another world?"

To be honest, for a split second, Bing Cheng thought it sounded pretty good, and then he passed out.

When he woke up, he had arrived in this world, turned into this young girl, and was even a little beggar.

She felt furious inside. If that Fortune Teller was truly an immortal, couldn't he have arranged a better identity for her? This kind of plot development was just too miserable.

Other people at least start with a broken bowl?

As for her? She had nothing.

She had fantasized countless times about whether there might be a System or a Golden Finger.

The result left her very disappointed; there wasn't one.

She didn't even have the memories of this girl; in this world, she was more confused than a newborn baby.

She felt that things couldn't go on like this.

Not only was she hungry, but she was also very cold.

Looking at the sky, it should be getting dark soon. If she stayed here, she definitely wouldn't survive the night.

She had tried begging from passersby, but no one paid her any heed.

Struggling to stand up, she found that her current body was so hungry that she couldn't even walk properly, and she could only walk while leaning against the wall.

After a long while, she finally walked out of the alley.

Seeing the scene on the main street, she instantly knew that this world was in chaotic times.

Many beggars in thin hemp clothes were kneeling on the street, begging from those dressed in fine robes, trying to please the wealthy.

But they were met only with kicks and punches, and when the wealthy left, they would toss a single copper coin.

She felt a bit hopeless.

However, when she saw the stable next to an inn across the street, hope rose in her eyes again.

Stumbling, she walked toward it step by step.

Taking advantage of the moment the Innkeeper's assistant left, she used all her remaining strength to run over to the stable and started competing with the horses for food.

Even though this looked like chaff, she felt it was the most delicious delicacy in the world.

Winter nights come very early.

Looking at the inn, which remained brightly lit even though it had closed for business, and smelling the aroma of food wafting out.

She forced herself to focus her attention on the pile of hay inside the stable; she would spend the night here.

Waiting for another moment when the Innkeeper's assistant was gone, she rushed into the stable and burrowed into the hay.

Only then did she feel a little bit of warmth.

Sleepiness surged into her mind.

Soon, she fell asleep. In her dreams, she saw many delicacies and a comfortable bed.

From now on, she would call herself Bing Cheng.