Chapter 72: Chapter Seventy-Two: Safe space

You stupid system," Lin Wan sobbed, wiping her face with the back of her sleeve. "Who told you to go and flirt with other systems just to get me paper slips?"

As she walked further into the room, her eyes caught a small wooden desk under a spotlight. On its surface, a new set of glowing words began to form in real-time, responding to her movements:

[I know host is crying now. Other systems get assigned to badass hosts and I get a crybaby. How unlucky.] At the bottom of the message was a dramatic sticker of a cartoon character clutching its chest with the text ’Save my soul’ written underneath.

The sudden insult made Lin Wan laugh and cry at the very same time. She hurriedly wiped her tears away with both hands, letting out a watery chuckle. "I am not a crybaby," she huffed at the empty room.

She took a deep breath, calming her racing heart as she looked around the massive bunker.

The initial wave of emotion began to settle, and a very practical, terrifying realization suddenly dawned on her. She looked at the sleek, black rifles and the complicated missile control panels.

’I have never even touched a real gun in my entire life,’ Lin Wan thought, her brows furrowing as panic crawled back into her mind. ’How am I supposed to handle any of this? If an enemy comes, I am more likely to blow myself up before I ever hit them.’

As if reading her mind from across the void, a blinking light caught her attention at the far end of the bunker.

She walked over to a third metal desk, where new words were already typing themselves across a small monitor:

[I know host just realized that she can’t handle any of this. Don’t worry, the all-powerful Weiwei has that covered. When I was merging with host, I already saw everything about host, so I know that you haven’t ever handled a gun before. That’s why I prepared something for that. At the third desk, open the last drawer. You’ll see a pill. Take it. It’s a memory-altering pill. It’ll insert the combat experience of top secret service agents into your mind, meaning you’ll know everything ranging from firing a gun to driving spacecrafts. Powerful, right? And it’s not the least bit harmful to your health. No side effects too, so praise Weiwei.]

Lin Wan stared at the monitor, a wild, ecstatic smile spreading across her pale face.

She raised her right hand and gave a massive thumbs-up to the ceiling, laughing out loud. "Yes! Very powerful, Weiwei! Almighty Weiwei, you are truly the best!"

Without losing a single second, she reached down and pulled open the last drawer of the desk.

Resting inside was a small, transparent cube box. She picked it up, popped the latch, and found a single, vibrant red pill sitting in the center.

With absolutely no second thoughts, Lin Wan picked up the pill, tossed it into her mouth, and swallowed it dry.

For a heartbeat, nothing happened. Then, a sudden, warm wave of energy snapped through the back of her neck.

Lin Wan gripped the edge of the desk as millions of clear, sharp memories began rushing into her brain at an incredible speed.

Strangely, the information didn’t feel foreign or artificial at all. It didn’t feel like a textbook had been shoved into her head.

Instead, it felt as though she had personally spent years training in elite military facilities. She knew exactly how the weight of a pistol should feel in her palm, the precise pressure needed to pull a trigger without throwing off her aim, the mechanics of a heavy explosive, and even the complex flight physics of advanced machinery. It felt entirely like her own lived experience.

When the rush finally stopped, she blinked, her eyes clearing. The mild confusion she had felt looking at the weapons was entirely gone.

Now, when she looked at a rifle, she automatically recognized its model, its firing rate, and exactly how to dismantle it in under ten seconds.

Feeling a newfound surge of confidence, she stood up straight and walked over to the section of the bunker dedicated to close-quarters combat.

Her eyes scanned the racks until they landed on a beautifully crafted, double-edged steel sword. The blade gleamed dangerously under the lights.

She reached her hand out, her fingers inches away from the leather-wrapped hilt, intending to test her new reflexes.

But before her skin could touch the weapon, a bright crimson text flashed on a small screen attached to the top of the rack:

[Host shouldn’t touch sharp objects. Host is pregnant.]

Lin Wan immediately froze. A warm, fond feeling washed over her, and she took a obedient step backward, letting her hand drop to her side.

She knew Weiwei would never harm her, and even in her absence, the system’s programming was fiercely looking out for her safety and the safety of the triplets.

As she stepped away from the blade, the monitor on the main desk flickered again, the text changing to a playful, almost smug tone:

[How does host see my gift? Has host’s jealousy gone down now?]

Lin Wan’s cheeks instantly flushed with a suspicious, bright pink shade. She crossed her arms over her chest, clearing her throat loudly in the quiet basement.

"What jealousy?" she asked aloud, her voice sounding a little defensive. "What are you even talking about?"

The screen typed out its response instantly:

[Yes, jealousy. Weiwei knows host was jealous when she saw only the munchkins’ gifts and didn’t see hers.]

"I wasn’t jealous!" Lin Wan argued, scoffing as she looked away from the monitor.

[Don’t deny it. I know you were jealous.]

Lin Wan stubbornly refused to admit it, biting her lower lip to suppress her smile.

Even if she had felt a tiny, minuscule prick of jealousy for a split second when she thought the babies got everything, she was absolutely never going to confess that to a computer program.

The text on the screen shifted one last time, replacing the words with a sentence that read:

[Let’s say host wasn’t jealous.] Right underneath the statement, a suspicious cartoon cat sticker appeared, narrowing its eyes at her.

Lin Wan let out a soft laugh, feeling a deep sense of peace settle over her. She took one final, sweeping look at the incredible bounty in the basement—the weapons for her survival, and the memories that made her strong.

She knew that whatever happened out there in the beast world, she was no longer a helpless spectator.

Leaving the basement behind, she walked back up the stairs to explore the rest of the grand mansion. She walked down the wide corridors, opening door after door to see what else Weiwei had constructed within the black box.

From what she could count, the mansion contained up to thirty separate, fully furnished rooms.

Each bedroom was massive, complete with its own elegant walk-in closet.

When she opened the closets, she found they were stocked with beautifully tailored garments made from high-grade furs, soft silks, and durable linens, all designed perfectly to match the aesthetic and climate of the beast world.

However, as she reached one of the largest master bedrooms at the end of the second floor, she pushed the door open and walked into the closet, only to stop in surprise.

This specific walk-in closet was completely different from the others. On the left side, there were rows of elegant beast world robes, tunics, and soft cloaks.

But on the right side, the racks were filled with modern clothes—comfortable cotton hoodies, sweatpants, soft shirts, and sneakers from her original world.

Lin Wan reached out, her fingers brushing against the familiar, soft fabric of a modern cotton sweater. A soft smile touched her lips, her eyes misting over slightly.

She knew, without a single doubt, that this room had been prepared specifically for her by Weiwei, a quiet piece of home kept safe within the chaos of a wild new world.

Lin Wan stepped deeper into the walk-in closet, her hand lingering on the soft cotton fabric of the hoodie. It was an anchor to a past life, a thoughtful reminder that Weiwei truly understood the quiet longings of her heart.

After a few more moments of absorbing the comforting sight, she wiped the lingering moisture from her eyes, took a deep breath, and turned to walk out back into the main hallway of the massive mansion.

Her curiosity was thoroughly burning now. If Weiwei had gone this far to build a modern sanctuary, what else was hidden behind these thirty doors?

​She moved down the sweeping corridor, her fingers lightly trailing over the polished wall panels.

Opening the next wide door, she found herself stepping into a large, dim room that instantly filled her with nostalgia. It was a fully equipped private cinema.

Plush, oversized leather recliners were arranged in perfect rows, facing a massive, floor-to-ceiling projection screen.

A small counter at the side held a modern popcorn machine and rows of empty, reusable cups, looking exactly like a high-end theater from her original world.

​’You really thought of everything, didn’t you?’ Lin Wan thought, her heart swelling.

​Directly adjacent to the cinema room was another massive space, but the moment she pushed this door open, she was greeted by a vibrant burst of color.

It was an indoor playground. Soft, padded flooring stretched across the entire area, complete with miniature slides, colorful ball pits, safe climbing foam blocks, and gentle swings designed perfectly for young children.

It was a paradise built entirely for the triplets. Weiwei had clearly anticipated that keeping three high-energy, half-beast cubs cooped up during times of danger would be a nightmare, so she had built an entire amusement park right inside the safety of the mansion.

​Lin Wan walked through the colorful room, a genuine, happy smile resting on her lips as she imagined her babies laughing and playing here.

Leaving the playground, she followed the hallway down toward the rear section of the first floor, guided by her newfound instinct that this layout mirrored a grand estate.

She soon discovered a heavy door that led directly into a massive, temperature-controlled storage vault.

​Stepping inside, she found rows of meticulously labelled shelves stretching upward. Her eyes widened as she scanned the contents. There were thousands of organized containers filled entirely with agricultural seeds.

Everything from modern vegetables, wheat, and fruits to rare, high-energy beast world herbs and medicinal plants were stocked in abundance. Next to the seed vault sat a industrial-sized walk-in refrigerator and freezer unit.

​Lin Wan pulled the heavy handle of the fridge open, a blast of cool air hitting her face.

The interior was packed to the brim with fresh milk, juices, cheeses, and varieties of meats and vegetables that could easily feed her and her family for years. T

ucked into the side shelves were other daily necessities—soaps, lotions, soft towels, and prenatal vitamins.

​Looking at the endless bounty, the heavy, lingering fear of surviving the wild beast world without a system completely evaporated.

Weiwei had stripped away the digital interface, but she had handed Lin Wan the ultimate physical fortress.

She was no longer just a vulnerable female hiding in a mud-hole; she was a mother standing on a foundation of absolute abundance and lethal defense.