The Mystic Little One Can Cross Between Two Worlds, Filling Every Home's Pantry with Meat

The land fell into chaos, and rebels usurped the throne. Heavy snow sealed off the mountains, the weather turned bitterly cold, and the people were plunged into misery.

After her father, the emperor, was forced to flee for his life, her family was left hungry, injured, and disabled.

Zhao Lingyang's stomach was growling, too.

Fortunately, there was always a way out. The moment she opened her eyes, the Earth God statue sent her to a prosperous modern metropolis.

Everyone here was well-off. Beggars slumped in wheelchairs, and the money they earned was enough to buy a Mercedes-Benz.

Precious rice was everywhere in the shopping malls, and it cost only two yuan per jin.

Discounted padded coats cost just 19.9 yuan. The people here thought they were ugly, but they could warm the stiffening bodies of the soldiers and common folk.

Magical lighters cost one yuan each and produced a flame at the touch of a button.

The food street was fragrant for miles. Everyone held delicious food in their hands, eating happily and contentedly...

With a pair of eyes that could see through fate, Zhao Lingyang told fortunes to earn money. Then she used what she earned to buy grain, medicine, books, and more...

Later, her father reclaimed the throne, and peace returned to the land.

Everyone could afford food and books, and all spoke of equality for everyone.

Zhao Lingyang sat on the dragon throne, utterly bewildered.