The Fishing Village of the 1970s: I Make a Name for Myself in the Compound by Beachcombing

After transmigrating into a period novel, Ye Xiuxi doesn't become the reborn heroine. Instead, she becomes the heroine's cannon-fodder cousin, the kind who gets choked to death by her male cousin with a “stone.”

A shark pearl forcibly shoved into her mouth not only brings back Ye Xiuxi's memories of her past life, but also grants her the power to command the ocean.

While her cousin schemes over work points, Ye Xiuxi calculates the annual output value of the nearby waters.

While her cousin plans her marriage, Ye Xiuxi maps out how to distribute the resources on the seafloor.

Her battlefield isn't the inner courtyard of some grand estate, but this vast, undeveloped blue frontier.

From leading a fishing village to prosperity, to charting the country's seas, to publishing books on the mysteries of the deep, every step she takes fills a gap in the knowledge of her era.

Of course, she also gives that cold-faced military officer a hand now and then.

The first time they meet, she casually draws a route on a sea chart, helping him achieve a major victory without shedding a drop of blood.

The next time, she idly circles an area on a map of the seafloor. Three months later, an oil and gas field that shocks the world erupts into production there.

In the report he submits, his assessment of her carries tremendous weight: “Her strategic value is comparable to that of a mobile fleet.”

Many years later, a reporter interviews Ms. Ye Xiuxi, a national treasure of a scientist: “What's the secret to your success?”

Ye Xiuxi thinks for a moment, then answers with complete seriousness: “Well, mainly, when my cousin shoved that stone into my mouth, he happened to pick one that was just the right size.”