Don't Panic About Confiscation and Exile, the Little One Has Food and Guns

[Exile and Confiscation] [Portable Space] [Adorable Child Leads a Rebellion] [Three Powerful Dads] [Building and Farming]

"By imperial decree: The Prince of Zhenbei has raised a private army. His entire household is to be stripped of its possessions and exiled!"

With one imperial edict, three-and-a-half-year-old Lu Nuonuo faces a hellish start.

Looking at her military general father in heavy shackles, her second father, a strategist who's been suppressed, and her third father, the richest man in the land, Nuonuo, a top survival expert in ancient martial arts in her previous life, gives a cold laugh.

Confiscate our home? The dog emperor can keep dreaming!

Her limitless supply space awakens, and with a wave of her chubby little hand, she sweeps up the prince's residence's finest steel, gold, silver, jewelry, and even the grand armchair!

Before exile, she sneaks into the imperial palace's inner treasury and clears out mountains of gold bricks and jade artifacts. She doesn't even leave the dog emperor a single piece of the white marble flooring!

On the road to exile, everyone else gnaws on sour steamed buns and hides from bandits, while Nuonuo brings out fragrant braised pork and rice from her space. "Daddy, have some meat!"

She casually pulls out some spirit spring water, curing her fathers' hidden ailments. When the Imperial Guards and bandits ambush them, she smashes a thousand-jin boulder with one slap, then leads her dads in raiding the bandits' hideout.

Short on food? Her space has ten thousand tons of supplies, more than enough!

Short on money? She recruits an assassin organization as bodyguards!

What was supposed to be a three-thousand-mile death march becomes a training trip for a rebellion, all thanks to this adorable little girl.

As they look at the imperial robes their daughter hands them, the three fathers' eyes turn bloodshot. "Let's overthrow this dog emperor!"

Two years later, with the army at the gates of the capital, the old emperor cowers in a dog hole, regretting it bitterly. "Why did I confiscate this little ancestor's family home back then?!"