I Became a Child-Rearing System

After taking a nap, I turned into a System, and not even a useful one: a child-rearing System.

Xie Yuling was speechless. She was single and had never had a child. How was she supposed to raise one? And she was a System that needed a Host to complete tasks before she could have a physical form. The catch was, that form was a doll. A doll raising children? Was this a joke?

First world: a little boy with no parents, living off trash he scavenged. He was a minor character in a “Get Rich in the Seventies” story, where the villain was reborn and ditched the heroine to make a fortune.

My baby was a minor character who fed a wounded villain out of pity, only to be beaten to death by thugs. Xie Yuling, aka our Child-Rearing System 001, could only cry: “This isn’t fair!”

Second world: a pitiful child, unloved by his father and mother. He was the legitimate son of the “reformed” wicked female supporting character in “The Transmigrated Woman’s Journey to Becoming Empress.” He was also a pitiful child who was poisoned to death by the very birth mother who was supposedly “reformed” in the story.

More worlds to be decided later. The writing is simple, and this is a first attempt.

The heroine has no romance, and she really can’t do anything.