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Chapter 1 :THE FIRST SLAP
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2026-10-16 17:51:54The last thing Siera heard was the screech of tires.
She was crossing the street! Green light. Holding a cup of coffee and a phone. Sending a message to her editor to explain that she would be late with a deadline.
Then someone screamed.
She looked up. A truck. Coming fast. Too fast.
She couldn't even catch her breath long enough to put down her cup of coffee!
The impact was instant. The pain was brief. Then nothing.
Siera awoke gasping.
Silk sheets. Canopy bed. Chandelier overhead. It was not her house. This wasn't the street. This wasn't death.
Her phone buzzed. She grabbed it.
May 1. 8:03 AM.
She looked at the computer screen. May 1. The apocalypse began June 1st. One month.
But this was not her cell phone. The lock screen featured a picture of a woman that resembled her, albeit softer. Spoiled. Pampered.
Siera placed her hand on her chest. There was the jade pendant her mother's pendant. The one she'd been wearing when she died.
A soft ding.
[Transmigration complete.]
[Stockpile System activated.]
Space Level 1: 1 m³. Store non-living items. Time frozen inside.]
Upgrade: Put 100 instant noodles in the store.
Siera’s breath caught. She was familiar with this world. The Last Empress. She’d read it seven times.
She was Siera Blackwood. The bit player evil woman. The one who died in Chapter 3, alone in a group of zombies pushed by a stepsister, abandoned by her fiancé. A footnote.
Not this time.
She used the banking application. 2.3 million dollars. Not billions. But enough.
She recalled the numbers from the lottery from the book. Chapter 5. A character in the side was a winner of 5 million. The numbers: 03, 12, 18, 24, 31, 07.
On that afternoon, she purchased the ticket.
After all that evening she took a look at the results.
Jackpot winner: 1 ticket. Numbers: 03, 12, 18, 24, 31, 07.
Five million dollars. Plus 2.3 million. Seven million total.
Enough to stockpile. Enough to prepare.
The next morning, she went to the wholesale market.
Instant noodles first. Ten cases. They were stored in her and her system dinged.
[Space Level 2 unlocked: 10 cubic meters. Water purification.]
She didn't take time to read the details. She simply kept on going. Rice. Canned meat. Bottled water. Cooking oil. Salt. Sugar. Matches. Candles. First-aid kit.
Space Level 3: (50 cubic meters) Garden plot.]
More supplies. Dried vegetables. Powdered milk. Batteries. Warm clothes. Boots. A crossbow. Arrows.
Space Level 4: 100 cubic metres. Animal pen.]
She bought chickens. Rabbits. A goat. Sown wheat and vegetables. At night, half of her space was filled.
She was not bothered with the mechanism. Care about survival was her concern.
Marcus was outside her apartment.
Siera's fingers clenched the steering wheel. He was going to be here tonight in the novel. Pretended to care. Persuaded her to mortgage her savings. Then abandoned her to be killed.
She parked. Got out. Smiled.
"Siera!" He jumped in, handsome and unremembered. I was worried about you, didn't reach out to you.
"I was busy."
He stretched out towards her hand. "Let me make it up to you. Dinner?"
Siera turned her gaze to him. His wrist watch. Sophie’s gift. It's the one she found in his drawer the last time.
"No," she said.
He blinked. "What?"
I do know you and Sophie.
His face went pale. What do you mean?
“Texts. Photos. Hotel receipts,” I said. She didn't, not yet, but he didn't know that. If you don't sign the divorce papers by tomorrow, I'll share them with your boss, your mother, and all of your contacts.
He laughed. "You’re bluffing."
Siera smiled. "Am I?"
She passed him by, unlocked her door and slammed it in his face.
One betrayal avoided. One face slapped.
She opened her space. There are noodles, rice, water, meat, medicine and a crossbow. Enough for months.
There are 29 days until outbreak.
She smiled.
This time she would be prepared.
So this time, Marcus and Sophie would receive what they deserve.
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