One must always sell something to survive in this society.

But all of this was too cruel for Xiaozheng. On the first snowfall of winter at the train station, he lit the last cigarette he owned, using his meager wage just enough to get him home.

He, Lin Xiaozheng, had been incredibly lucky to be taken in by a supposed public company after graduation. Without any proper compensation during his internships, the company's president kept him around with the sole agreement that he would not be fired, hence, there was no need for a contract.

After working tirelessly, as a workhorse for the company for half a year, he asked for money from his parents several times, and only then did he become a normal employee in this world-class company.

But life is full of unpredictable ups and downs.

Just when he thought his life could go on smoothly, within his first month of work, he accidentally came across his boss having an indescribable moment with his secretary in the office.

Because of this, he was fired under the rubbish excuse of 'insubordination' before even being a month into his job.

For the past half year, he hadn't received a single penny. Day and night, he overworked, just to become a part of this big company. He knew well that money exists, but it was all pocketed by that scoundrel.

Now, he had nothing...

A cigarette was nearly used up unknowingly, and his stomach growled with hunger.

Train tickets for this year were surprisingly hard to grab. After spending almost all of his money buying a ticket from a ticket scalper, all he was left with was just over ten yuan.

This amount couldn't even afford a meal.

Checking the prices at the vending machine in the waiting room, he shook his head and left the waiting room to go outside the train station.

Inside the station, even a cup noodle was priced outrageously. Considering the time he needed to travel home by train,

It would take nearly two entire days.

So he was reluctant to spend all his remaining money on this, opting to find some food outside.

At the grand and magnificent train station, a small, shabby hut emitting a warm, orange glow stood in stark contrast to the modern aesthetics.

This house, located in the fields, was not sturdy, but it provided shelter against wind and rain.

In the past, tired farmers could nap inside this small hut after toil in the fields.

But now, it became a shack for selling spicy noodles.

As Lin Xiaozheng exited the station, he saw an old man fidgeting with skewers from afar. Under the orange light, the tantalizing aroma drew him in.

He walked across the slippery plaza floor and hurriedly arrived at the roadside booth.

Noodles cost one yuan, glass noodles and golden needle mushrooms also cost a yuan each. The cheap prices filled his stomach well. After finishing a portion, he immediately ordered another without hesitation.

While slurping the noodles, he vaguely heard a child's voice.

The kid was asking his father, "Dad, didn't you say eating instant noodles is bad for the brain?"

Lin Xiaozheng jerked his head up in surprise at the sound, looking around, but saw no one.

"Did I hear it wrong?" he wondered, but then noticed the old man in front of him, who was constantly stirring the bamboo skewers to prevent the ingredients from overcooking, showing a slight smile on his face.

The things in front of his eyes gradually became blurry, and his surroundings started to shift.

Was he too exhausted? He rubbed his eyes, opened them wide again, and was shocked to find that he had arrived in an alien world!

Suddenly, his mind was filled with numerous things. Before he could react, right in front of his eyes in this alien body, the very man who fired him appeared once more.

The corpulent body hadn't changed, except this time, he was dressed in an extravagant silk robe, with a decorative rapier at his waist, mainly for its looks. Nonetheless, what caught the eye the most was still his bald shiny scalp.

Under the orange oil lamp, his hairless head was shiny as ever, even adding some brightness to the dim tavern.

Lin Xiaozheng, or rather, Violet, was staring blankly at the impatient middle-aged man in front of her, then looking around at the surrounding environment.

Currently, he was sitting in a medieval-style tavern, with everyone's attention on him. From what he remembered, the bald man in front of him gesturing and pointing about was the mayor of this town.

"Listen carefully, wench, it's written black and white in the contract. If you can't repay these five thousand Gold Coins, you'll have to be my woman."

Woman?! She looked down at the voluptuous figure under her purple robe and blurted out unconsciously as if struck by a lightning bolt.

"Huh?!"

Lin Xiaozheng, no, namely Violet, was so taken aback she uttered out loud. As memories flooded back, she figured out what this man was saying.

In this alternate world, Violet was as unfortunate as Lin Xiaozheng, she borrowed a large sum of money from this town mayor for her mercenary 'business'.

However, due to bad luck or destiny, or maybe she was just unlucky, she may have spent all the money, but then a magical beast riot broke out in the forest.

For their safety, if they didn't want to die, all the mercenaries wouldn't accept missions during the magical beast riot and would stay in the town quietly.

But the lustful old man didn't care about this, he couldn't wait, so he called his henchmen and stormed into the tavern.

Even though the repayment period on the contract hadn't reached, who could tell how long the magical beast riot period would last?

In his eyes, the beauty in front of him was already in his grasp. He just needed to push her a little, and she would obediently lie in his warm bed.

The desperate prayers of a helpless young girl's soul ironically were resonated by a god.

Thus, an innocent noodle-eating Lin Xiaozheng suddenly appeared here.

He looked at the man in front of him, who was taking advantage of the situation. The lecherous expression was already written all over his face. That familiar face reminded him of his disgusting boss. Finally, he gave a sarcastic smile and accepted the situation.

Then, resting her chin in her hand in a tantalizing manner, she said to him.

"What's the rush? You old lecher, I'll pay back the money I owe you. But, you'll never lay a finger on me in this lifetime!"