Granny Pink

Ji Xinghe: "???"

She remembered that during her newbie phase in her past life, there was no such option. Sure enough, after rebirth, the butterfly effect had kicked in.

Staring at the introduction on the system panel, the corner of her mouth twitched involuntarily.

She hoped she wasn't one of those ten "lucky ones."

After all, she had witnessed the miserable state of the "lucky ones" firsthand. Just thinking about the videos posted in the channel sent a chill down her spine.

That said, Ji Xinghe still honestly clicked open the trading market.

A pink headband, one bottle of water—buy.

A pink doll, a pink claw clip, a pink magic wand... She bought about a dozen pink items that caught her eye.

Though she had never met Granny Pink in her past life, she had gleaned plenty of information from the lucky ones' complaints.

1: Granny Pink loves pink.

2: She seems to sense others' negative thoughts and hates lies.

3: She likes sincere compliments.

These three points were her summary from scattered bits of info.

Whether they held true still needed verification.

With the items bought, even if the NPC landed on her island, she wouldn't be caught too off guard.

Then Ji Xinghe scrolled through the panel, just as a red dot lit up on Moments.

She tapped into Moments.

Below the red envelope, a new comment appeared.

South Brother of Erlong Lake: "Thanks for the water. Can I also buy some wooden fences? I'll pay the original price."

Ji Xinghe replied: "Of course."

Business was business—it didn't matter who she dealt with.

Right after, a message from him popped up: "I'm ordering two hundred wooden fences."

As he said it, a lucky red envelope appeared in the chat box, with a note above it: deposit.

Ji Xinghe clicked to claim it—twenty units of wood in total. Not much, but it showed his sincerity.

She nodded. "Trade in six hours."

South Brother of Erlong Lake: "Got it."

Closing the chat box, Ji Xinghe had just opened the chat channel when the system's mechanical voice rang in her ears.

[Ding, NPC Granny Pink has landed on Player 1888's island.]

Player 1888: "(Image jpg), bros, looks like I'm a bit luckier after all, hahaha."

Player 12345: "What kind of dumb luck does this guy have? I want that special effect too, aaaaah!"

Pray for the God of Wealth's Love: "@Player 1888, post the menu so I can give up."

Player 6745: "Same request."

Player 1888: "Since you bros all want it, I'll send one over. (Image)."

Ji Xinghe quickly tapped to open the image.

[Granny Pink's Imperial Menu]

1: Steamed Clams – Price: 5 Wow Coins

2: Stir-fried Squid – Price: 15 Wow Coins

3: Spicy Boiled Fish – Price: 50 Wow Coins

4: Steamed Sea Bass – Price: 80 Wow Coins

19: Stir-fried Green Vegetables – Price: 200 Wow Coins

20: Sour and Spicy Cabbage – Price: 200 Wow Coins

Twenty dishes total, with the cheapest costing five Wow Coins.

The kicker was that vegetables were the most expensive here.

Ji Xinghe lifted her gaze, her eyes curving into crescents as she looked at the Black Earth by the Shelter's entrance.

The cabbage would be ready to harvest in three days—she'd soon be eating well too.

Pray for the God of Wealth's Love: "Sell me off, and I still couldn't afford that Sour and Spicy Cabbage."

Ou Ou Ou Ou Ou: "Selling the whole might not cut it—what about piece by piece?"

Pray for the God of Wealth's Love: "You... you... what are you planning?"

Player 7890: "So, what if we can't afford anything on the menu?"

The chat channel fell silent for a moment, then exploded with messages again.

Ou Ou Ou Ou Ou: "Wing it. Go all out. Do it with organization and discipline."

No longer paying attention to the chat channel, Ji Xinghe walked to the kitchen. Thinking about how free time would only get scarcer, she decided to cook a large batch of rice at once.

After all, it wouldn't spoil in her backpack, so she wouldn't have to waste time cooking every day or keep eating instant food.

She split the wood into small pieces and fed them into the stove.

Luckily, the kitchen pot was huge—just like the one at her grandma's house when she was little.

She rinsed the rice clean, put it in cold water, and started boiling.

During this time, Ji Xinghe didn't idle. She took out ten jin of flour, poured it into a clean bucket, and slowly kneaded it with water.

Half an hour later, just as she was putting the cooked rice into a wooden bucket, a system notification sounded in her ear.

[Granny Pink happily left Player 1888's island and uploaded a video to the system.]

[Now, this system invites everyone to watch together.]

Hearing this, Ji Xinghe quickly stuffed the wooden bucket full of rice into the Storage Box, patted her hands clean, and tapped into the pinned video at the top of the chat channel.

The face in the video was pixelated, but it was still clear enough to tell it was a Yellow-Haired Man.

His messy hair parted to both sides, with the hairline lowest in the middle and rising toward the edges—kind of like Zhuangzhuang's Mother's hairstyle.

The man grinned at the camera, his mouth opening and closing as if greeting someone off-screen.

Before long, a plate of clams was set in front of him. There weren't many, and he wolfed them down quickly.

The next moment, his hair started falling out in clumps.

Faster than a barber's clippers—in no time, a bald, shiny Braised Egg appeared on screen.

He froze, then looked at the camera with a mix of anger and grievance—or maybe at whoever was behind it.

Clearly, his emotions were getting the better of him.

His mouth moved, saying something unknown, and then the wooden stool beneath him was suddenly sliced in two by a flash of white light, sending him plopping onto the sand.

His eyes filled with terror, but he still forced a strained smile as the camera pulled away.

The face was pixelated the whole time, but Ji Xinghe could still read his expression perfectly. Maybe that was the system's brilliance.