This is Shen Banyue's eighth year in the apocalypse. She had awakened some abilities and struggled to survive in a world overrun by zombies. One day, while searching for a clean water source, she encountered zombies. One moment she was fighting them off, and the next, darkness flashed before her eyes, and she was transported into a period novel.
The good news: although this era was poor, it was infinitely better than the apocalypse—at least clean water was everywhere, and the abilities she had awakened in the apocalypse were still with her.
The bad news: she had transmigrated into the body of a nine-year-old girl, locked in a dark room with the novel's female lead, who was only a three-year-old toddler, both held by human traffickers.
According to the plot, the female lead would be rescued by a kind-hearted stranger during a transaction between the traffickers and a buyer. After failing to find her biological parents, she would be adopted by that kind stranger. As for the cannon fodder whose body Shen Banyue now occupied, she was destined to be sold deep into the mountains, not to be rescued until decades later.
After sorting through the plotline, Shen Banyue realized that even if she escaped the den of thieves, she had nowhere to go—the original body's parents were dead, and she had been sold by her own uncle. Going back would only mean being sold again, or at best, being worked to the bone as a slave for her rotten uncle's family.
So Shen Banyue punched the burly human trafficker square in the face, knocking him flat.
The trafficker, wiping his bloody nose, wailed: "Fine, fine! I'll let you go, I'll let you go, alright?!"
Shen Banyue shook her little fist: "No way. Take me with you to meet the buyer!"
The trafficker: "???"
In all his years, he'd never heard such an outrageous request!
After the trafficker was arrested by the police, Shen Banyue held the little girl's hand, her eyes red: "These people fed me a bunch of knockout drugs. My brain's all messed up now, and I can't remember anything. I only know this is my little sister, and I can't be separated from her."
The trafficker: "…"
She's lying, she's completely lying!