Against the Usual Tropes: I'm the Bug of the Myriad Worlds

Others transmigrate as chosen ones. I transmigrated as a test subject selected by the System.

Not once, but fifteen times. Not just one stint as a good-for-nothing, but fifteen different kinds of good-for-nothing: a deposed crown prince, a bankrupt escort agency owner, a failed candidate for the lowest imperial degree, a cannon fodder soldier on the frontier, a disgraced imperial chef, an intern in the eunuch-making chamber...

At the start of every run, the System gives me just one line: Follow the usual script, and die. Go against it, and live.

Fine, that's obviously telling me not to follow the script, but to stir up as much trouble as possible. So:

- When I was supposed to be buried alive, I climbed into the coffin myself and sold three hundred tickets to an escape room while I was at it.

- When I was supposed to escort a shipment, I switched to offering escort-robbery services and even gave people receipts afterward.

- When I was supposed to go to war, I turned the armies' face-off into a pay-per-view sports league, with the supervising official as the star commentator.

- When I was supposed to become a eunuch, I started giving the emperor therapy, charging more than the Imperial Wardrobe Bureau...

In the end, the Heavenly Dao System crashed, not because I defeated it, but because I submitted a grand total of thirteen thousand bug reports.

System: Why don't you ever follow the usual script?

Me: You picked me. How's that my fault?"

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