Su Jiu wanted to live, but she couldn't.
At the age of eight, he died under an old locust tree. The back of his neck hit the root of the tree, making a "click" sound, like breaking a dry branch.
For four bird eggs.
No one knows. No one is looking for it.
Then the system snatched her away - and threw her into the copy.
She lived.
The system didn't know it had picked up the wrong person.
Su Jiu didn't know who she was.
She only knew that the rules in this place were more difficult than at home, but they were no more difficult than not having food to eat; the people in this place were more cruel than at home, but not as bad as a drunken father.
Live copy by copy.
Stay alive and bring your skills home.
She's going to live longer.
This time, not for four eggs.
Intention: Don't accept your fate, you earn it yourself