Interstellar Show: Mrs. Good-For-Nothing, She Exploded

Su Wan, a modern all-round academic master, had her soul travel through time in an experimental accident and became the "trash" duchess of the interstellar era - the nominal wife of Lu Zhanting, the Imperial God of War who had been married for three years but had never shown up. In this interstellar era where mechas and superpowers coexist, resources are depleted and alien beasts are rampant, the original owner Su Wan inherited was not only too mentally weak to practice, but was also disliked by everyone in the Duke's palace due to rumors of "Kev". Faced with her husband, the God of War, who had great military exploits but was seriously injured and sleeping, and was said to be difficult to wake up from, as well as the overt and covert attacks inside and outside the house, Su Wan decided to mess with it. "Low mental strength? Then just be a fool." She has no worries about eating and sleeping every day, is indifferent to the affairs of the house, turns a deaf ear to the ridicule from the outside world, and perfectly plays the role of the "waste lady". No one knows that she hides the inheritance of the top civilization from the earth: the glimmer of light flowing from her fingertips can repair the cracks in the core of the mecha; the wasteland weeds planted casually can produce strange fruits that can cure mental exhaustion; the "waste elixir" refined in the furnace is the key for superpowers to break through bottlenecks; the seemingly random "rags" are actually defensive artifacts that can withstand interstellar storms. When the sleeping God of War slowly opened his eyes, he found that his wife, whom he regarded as a burden, could always hand him the healing herbs he "happened to find" when he was in the most embarrassing situation, and took out the "picked up" repair parts when the mecha was scrapped. When he was besieged by political opponents, a strange flower and exotic plant suddenly appeared behind him that could suppress the opponent's abilities... Lu Zhanting: "Madam, are these 'coincidences' too many?" Su Wan yawned: "Maybe I'm lucky."