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  1. The Cannon-Fodder Educated Youth Goes to the Countryside, and the Cold-Faced Officer Can't Stop Spoiling Her 炮灰知青下乡后,冷面军官追着宠 Modern Romance154k WordsCompleted (Military marriage and food, the original heroine and the female lead don't compete for men, slow burn) After waking from a nightmare, chef Ji Weiyu transmigrates into a minor background character in a male-oriented novel set in a bygone era. She happens to acquire a magical walnut and discovers a pocket dimension where she can grow crops by absorbing people's fortune. So she sets a goal for this life: grow vegetables well, cook hard, have plenty to eat and wear, and live lazily without a care. 130Reads8.2Score—Shelves
  2. Apocalypse Rebirth: I Grow Vegetables in My Pocket Dimension and Raise Powerful Men 末世重生:我在空间种菜养大佬 Sci-Fi & Apocalypse200k WordsCompleted [Rebirth + space + supernatural powers + sweet romance] Reborn once more, Jiang Li began stockpiling supplies in preparation for the coming apocalypse. She thought that having a spatial dimension would let her sail through the end times with ease. Who could have guessed that she would not only have to fight zombies, but also toil away growing vegetables and cooking in her space to support her handsome, disabled husband…and the huge force behind him that fights zombies. 5Reads6.7Score—Shelves
  3. I Became a Ghost-Hunting Celestial Master After Entering an Apocalypse Novel 穿到末世文后我成了抓鬼天师 Mystery133k WordsOngoing [Supernatural] [Spatial Powers] [No CP] [Episodic Horror] One day, Mu Sheng was struck by lightning while undergoing tribulation. The former couch potato transmigrated into an apocalypse novel, becoming the universally despised, cannon-fodder true daughter. However, she soon began encountering one terrifying supernatural incident after another... Only then did she realize that this world had also fused with another supernatural novel. Mu Sheng smiled faintly: "At least I'm the eighty-eighth-gene —Reads—Score—Shelves