The 1970s: Winning at Life with My Max-Level Storage Space

Era + Pocket Dimension + System

Transmigration is really the soul returning to its rightful place.

“Ring-ring, ring, ring-ring, ring.” A frantic alarm clock blares.

Lin Chuxia suddenly sits upright in bed. For seven days straight, she has been having the same dream over and over.

There is no clear sequence of events in the dream, only an intense sensation of weightlessness, almost enough to tear her soul apart.

Wind roars in her ears. Strange, dazzling sights race backward before her eyes, while a low, mechanical female voice repeatedly announces: “Coordinates locked. 1970s era. Prepare for the jump...”