After I Transmigrated into Teng Huayuan: The System Tells Me to Stay Alive

How Am I Supposed to Stay Alive?!

"What the hell, how did I transmigrate?"

The sudden dizziness nearly made me fall over. When I opened my eyes, the scene around me left me stunned: an ancient, dilapidated courtyard, with the scent of moss all around and a faint smell of decay in the air.

"This can't be a dream, can it? Teng Huayuan?"

I looked down and saw not my own body, but a withered old hand, dry and shriveled, with loose skin, like it belonged to someone who had just died. "What the hell, this is ridiculous. Where exactly did I transmigrate to?"

My mind was still short-circuiting. I couldn't accept what I was seeing.

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