This Time, I Choose to Transmigrate to Ancient Times

In his previous life, Shengman chose to stay in the modern world and wait for the apocalypse. He even stockpiled a huge amount of supplies, but after the apocalypse began, he awakened no special abilities and had no way to protect his supplies. When someone came after him, his blood awakened the jade pendant space his grandfather had left him. He regretted everything, but it was too late.

In this life, he activated the space early. But can someone explain why it’s completely filled with bamboo his grandfather transplanted into it?

Well, he can sell the bamboo in the space and stockpile even more supplies.

Three months before the apocalypse, the System arrived and asked him to choose. This time, he didn’t pick an apocalypse where polluted soil and scarce resources were the norm. Instead, he chose an ancient world beset by one natural disaster after another. At least people there wouldn’t have to worry that every meal might be their last. As long as the land could still be used, people would find a way to survive.

Who knew the System would drop him into the world of a novel he’d read, and @#& he’d even been transmigrated as a fetus!

What baby could possibly survive natural disasters? Wasn’t this just setting him up to fail?

Luckily, he was born into a wealthy family. During snowstorms, his home burned silver-thread charcoal to keep warm.

Shengman thought he’d live a carefree life, but his household was far too chaotic. His father had already taken five concubines and was about to bring home a sixth.

Wait, why was the sixth concubine, who was supposed to be a doomed cannon-fodder character in the book, exactly his type?

Too bad his original self in the novel had been the one to get him killed.

Then he’d just have to step forward, nobly make amends, and cherish him!

Top, transmigrated as a fetus; bottom, reborn. Both are each other's only partners. Includes household intrigue, natural disasters, fleeing famine, and more. The top has a spatial dimension.