An Egg from the Start, Gear Made Up on the Fly

Ye Yang transmigrates and turns into an egg, gaining the Universal Fantasy System. Anything he can think of can be brought into existence.

Ye Yang feels like he's freaking out right now.

Turning into an egg after transmigrating is bad enough, but there's also a whole group of strange-looking, menacing brutes standing in front of him.

Most importantly, why are they all staring at me?

Could they be after my egg?

My life as an egg has only just begun. Am I really about to become a fried egg or an omelet already?

What do I do?

Can someone come save me?

This is kind of urgent.

Black Soil: What's that? Can we eat it?

Ye Yang: An egg's life is full of hardships. Cherish every step along the way.

Heaven: Don't show off. Show-offs get struck by lightning.

Parasite Monster: Hey, there's a hairy egg over there! Looks pretty tasty.

I, Ye Yang, am an egg!

From the start, I become an egg,

And anything I want can be brought into existence.

Nine max-level generals under my command,

No more talk, let's get to it.

First, a modest little goal:

Conquer the world. Does that scare you?

From the start, I'm an egg, and my gear comes from my imagination.

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