Su Nian transmigrated, and her System was running on fumes.
The beginner’s guide told her to cozy up to the male lead.
She asked, “Are there any other options?”
The System paused. “There is. Next door, there’s a mad scientist who’s been starving for thirty-seven days, with eleven zombies squatting around him. What do you think?”
Su Nian went and knocked on his door.
Later, she went to a world of immortal heroes, a military academy, and hell.
Every time, she picked up someone everyone else had abandoned.
The senior brother whose cultivation had been crippled, the mixed-blood Zerg student ostracized by the entire school, the fallen angel locked away for three thousand years and nearly unable to remember who he was.
The System said she was running a wholesale business.
Su Nian said it was called diversifying her investments.
Later, someone asked her why she always chose the hardest cases.
She thought about it, then said, “Because no one else stands with them.”
After a pause, she added, “And they really are a bargain.”
