I Traveled Through Time: on Having a Progressive System

Originally, as a good ninth-rate novelist, all I could do in my daily life was lying on my back. Unexpectedly, when I traveled to another world, I encountered a system that gave me useless golden fingers and kept forcing me to make progress. Now I cannot continue my life of lying on my back. I can only move towards the top of the other world step by step under the persecution of the system. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.