Our Whole Family Reincarnated Into a Famine Year, So Let’s Stop Competing and Take It Easy Together

I opened my eyes to find that my whole family had transmigrated to a year of famine. The entire village was so hungry they were chewing tree bark.

I calmly opened the System Shop, where rice, flour, meat, and eggs were available in unlimited quantities.

I thought I’d lead my family to prosperity in ancient times and help us all live comfortably.

Who knew Dad would pull out an inventory list: “I’ve been stockpiling emergency supplies for three years.”

Mom showed off her spatial jade pendant: “Ever heard of the preservation feature from the cultivation world?”

My brother silently unfolded a map of the wasteland: “According to the satellite images, this place is ideal for growing hybrid rice.”

We stared at one another. Turns out, everyone in the family has a cheat!

Grandma slowly took out a book called A Guide to Ancient Clan Relations. “Let’s start with a small goal: become village head?”