He Huiling, an ordinary corporate drone from the twenty-first century, transmigrated. She had thought that going to work and seeing her entire future laid out before her was already miserable enough.
Then she transmigrated into the famine-stricken era of the fictional Jing Dynasty.
"My family's fields have all gone to taxes; I gather this to fill my starving belly." People were dressed in rags, gaunt and sallow, their eyes vacant as they slumped on the ground from hunger.
Oh heavens, someone save me! My parents only have me!
Fortunately, there was still a way out. She had a golden finger that came with her transmigration: a huge modern supermarket with unlimited supplies.
From everyday necessities like firewood, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar, and tea to the refined pursuits of music, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry, wine, and flowers, it had everything for people of all ages and genders.
What's more, once she earned enough wealth points, she could travel to different worlds and live there, almost like attaining immortality.
To earn wealth points, He Huiling started a business with the refugees.
But then...
It turned out wealth points weren't money. They were faith points generated by people's heartfelt gratitude.
Well then, corporate drone He Huiling got to work.
She saved the people and helped the emperor, slowly building up her wealth points.
At first, she was only interested in collecting points. So how did it gradually become something she genuinely wanted to do?
The people's heartfelt faith and gratitude made He Huiling feel that her existence had meaning.
If you were in a vegetative state, kept alive only by life-support equipment, what difference would there be between being alive and being dead?