Transmigration: I Have Storage Space in the Apocalypse

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Yan Jinsu didn’t know where she was. When she woke up, she found herself on a wooden cabin floating above a river!

She covered her throbbing forehead and continued to lie down, bewildered. Only after easing the pain on her head did she realize that there was only her own breath outside.

She tried pushing the wooden board above her head, only to find it was locked from the outside.

The throbbing temple made it impossible for her to remember why she was here.

Instinctively, she took out a Tang sword from Space and, holding her slender hand up about five centimeters, she smoothly circled around as if slicing through vegetables.

Then, she gently pushed the wooden box, which with a ’puff’ sound, toppled into the river water outside the cabin.

Yan Jinsu sat up and looked at the small cabin that was only the size of a single bed where her wooden box was placed.

There was light in the dimly lit wooden box, and she thought it was dawn, but it turned out not to be.

The sky was tinged with the red hues of sunset, and the air carried a refreshing chill. On the river, she even saw migratory birds flying past!