An Xiaoyao, namely me, was an ordinary chuuni young man in the 21st century. I had no job, and I liked Japanese manga, Chinese animation, and single-player games. Caught up in the transmigration craze, I transmigrated in the most cliched way possible: went out to stock up on food, got into a car accident, everything went black, and when I came to, I was dead... No, wait, I'd transmigrated.
This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to real people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.
