Global Professions: I Can Communicate with Small Worlds

Who knows when money became the measure of success, good looks became the mark of a man, and social etiquette became the truth. Even transmigrators in novels now seem to share a handful of default surnames...

Then everyone in the world suddenly transmigrates to a new one. Mo Wuye is plain-looking, thoroughly disillusioned, and a little paranoid about being persecuted. He can connect to small worlds and, by providing them with supplies, receive one percent of their energy in return.

What happens when another world is turned into a capitalist society? What kinds of plans for governing a country will people come up with, and what will they do to survive?

"Heh. I never used to be anyone's b*tch, and I won't be anybody's b*tch now. I live for myself!"

Mo Wuye sneers and turns back toward his throne. "Bai Qi, from today on, we build a nation and proclaim ourselves king!"

"Father, for the sake of the world and humanity, your daughter asks you to die!"

A golden greatsword, with the sun, moon, and stars engraved on one side and mountains, rivers, and plants on the other, has the arts of farming and livestock breeding inscribed on one side of its hilt, and a strategy for unifying the world on the other. It seems to tear through spacetime, arriving from the future to crush everything in its path...

"The Xuanyuan Sword? Daughter? Who's your mother?!"

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to real people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.