Your Transmigration Is Up to Me

The son of a multinational tycoon: "He's just some minor research scientist. Do I really have to deal with him myself? You go take care of him."

The next day, the tycoon's son stares at the dragon before him, drooling with greed, and his legs tremble uncontrollably. "I transmigrated? Help!"

A certain superstar: "Did I transmigrate? What's this about a live-in son-in-law? And a useless constitution? My fans, my life of luxury! I want to go back!"

A great general of the Yun Kingdom: "Mister Jiang, please, I'm begging you, save him! With his own strength, he spared the people of three provinces from death!"

A fallen hero: "Where am I? Didn't I die? Ugh, my head hurts. Why are they calling me Your Majesty?"

In the dead of night, Jiang Ming sits before countless incubation pods and smiles faintly. "Hello, my world."

This novel and its characters are purely fictional. Any resemblance is coincidental. Do not imitate.