[Post-apocalyptic world + satisfying revenge + villainess + watching the drama unfold + comedy + stockpiling everything + stealing golden fingers + natural disasters + devoted male lead]
[Dramatic villainess savior × loyal, lovesick silver-haired boy]
Getting transmigrated into a book as a vicious cannon-fodder character with the same name in a post-apocalyptic world would have been bad enough. But the moment she arrived, she was left in a neighborhood overrun by zombies for trying to steal the heroine's spatial jade bangle.
Just as she was about to be torn apart, she gained a skill called “Hand It Over.”
The heroine's spatial jade bangle? Hand it over.
The hero's dual lightning-and-fire abilities? Hand them over.
And what about the reborn character's trillion-yuan stockpile, the zombie protagonist's antiviral immunity, the safehouse, the supermarket, the landlady's apartment building...
Without even leaving home, Jiang Jiao, a compulsive hoarder, settled into a comfortable life with plenty to eat and drink and no worries about her safety.
As for the protagonists? There are more protagonists in this world than just you.
Today, she watches a powerful couple lose their golden fingers and slap each other silly. Tomorrow, she watches a reborn character's trillion-yuan stockpile vanish into thin air.
The day after, she watches the leads of a sweet zombie romance bite each other, while the post-apocalyptic landlady sobs over her bankruptcy...
I'll take your golden fingers, and I'll even help you play out your plots to the end.
And the survivors want to kill her so they can take over the paradise she built through all her hard work, after stealing from who knows how many protagonists?
Jiang Jiao glanced at the handsome bodyguard she couldn't remember stealing from some soft-hearted man, then patted his broad chest.
“You. Go take care of them for me!”
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The world was strange. Everyone followed a fixed routine, as if they were acting out a script written long ago.
She alone burst in like a blazing fire, tearing that so-called script to shreds.
Lu Cenfeng wanted to hold on to that flame.
Even if it burned him to ashes, he wouldn't care.