On the Road Fleeing Famine, I Use My Pocket Dimension to Keep the Future Tyrant Alive

Bai He transmigrated into a world in the middle of a refugee flight, where she nearly starved to death.

Fortunately, she gained half a mu of spiritual farmland in her mind: a spring of fresh water and a plot of land that could speed up the growth of seeds.

This golden finger helped her barely protect her whole family, young and old.

That is, until she found a dying man in a mass grave.

The man was covered in a murderous aura and calluses. Though badly wounded and suffering from amnesia, he remembered only one character: “Xu.”

Seeing how her family needed someone to work and protect them, Bai He took him home.

From then on, the amnesiac man chopped firewood and fought off wolves by day, then stood guard outside her door at night with a cudgel. He was like a huge beast she’d raised: clingy and fierce.

With her space and this reckless laborer, Bai He led her family in clearing land, farming, and starting a workshop. Their life was finally on its way to prosperity.

To be continued