[Interstellar wasteland + Farming and infrastructure + Adorable pets and healing + Exploit bugs to get rich for free + The whole family gets what’s coming to them]
“Pollution level at 99%. Exile to a garbage planet immediately!”
The fake heiress Ji Nanxi was gravely injured fighting for her family. After the real heiress returned, they ruthlessly threw her out.
Her family watched coldly, waiting for her to mutate into a monster. Only a disabled little snow ferret risked its life to protect her.
Ji Nanxi had no regrets. She turned and left with the little creature.
The moment she set foot on the garbage planet, the [Forced Exchange System for All Things] activated!
Once a day, she could use any piece of junk to get a divine treasure from across the universe for free!
On the first day, she traded dried grass for [Divine Life Essence], healed the snow ferret, and saved a dying, maddened Imperial War God, who was really a black dragon in human form;
On the second day, she traded a scrap screw for an [Ancient Mecha];
On the third day, she traded radioactive wasteland for a [Max-Level Pure Space]!
Before long, the Ji family discovered to their horror that the garbage planet had become the only pristine green oasis in the entire galaxy! The fake heiress who once couldn’t even afford nutritional fluid had become the richest person in the universe, monopolizing its economic lifelines!
Countless powerful figures lined up with hundreds of billions, begging for a single purification fruit. **Even breathing a mouthful of clean air on her planet cost money by the second.** The famously brutal Imperial Marshal even transformed into a black dragon, constantly stuffing her arms with his unlimited black card and treasures from his full vault, just so he could coil around her wrist and get a kiss.
The Ji family, polluted to the brink of death and bankrupt with not enough money to buy even one fruit, knelt outside the planet and begged to be taken in.
Seated atop a throne carved from top-grade energy stones, Ji Nanxi sneered. “A hundred billion will only buy you a handful of dirt from my wasteland. Paupers and hazardous waste are not welcome.”
