I Transmigrated into a Book and Must Stream, but My Chaotic Viewers Are Going Wild Again

[Transmigrate into a Book + Livestream + Netizen Catchphrases + Ridiculous Comedy + Humor + System]

What do you do if you accidentally transmigrate into a book?

The person in question has some advice: Don’t panic. The sooner you die, the sooner you’re reborn! The waiting list for a new life is so long these days, you’d better get in line early.

Transmigrating into a book isn’t scary. What’s scary is that there isn’t a single normal person around you, and you’re only three years old.

The emperor: a company CEO who wants nothing more than to die and return to the modern world.

The empress: a novelist who digs holes everywhere and never fills them in.

The imperial consort: a college student driven to despair by her thesis.

The empress dowager: a friendly neighborhood busybody and a master of gossip.

The five princes are even more bizarre, each in their own way. The crown prince is reborn and devoted to becoming a monk. The second prince, a quick transmigrator, is obsessed with performing opera. The third prince likes writing and drawing risqué material. The fourth prince is absorbed in cooking and developing new recipes. The fifth prince is a little kid who asks ten thousand questions.

Think that’s all? No! No!

The person in question says she’s handling it just fine. She can still breathe.

Then she met some fellow transmigrators, only to find they all had impressive identities and terrible brains.

The four-year-old crybaby raises venomous snakes. The five-year-old big brother plays with hidden weapons. The six-year-old sharp-tongued brother scatters poison powder. The seven-year-old cold-hearted brother wields daggers.

According to the child trafficker who “kidnapped” them, “These aren’t kidnapped children. They’re little tyrants.”

The livestream viewers are a bunch of absolute goofballs, shouldering the burden of ridiculous catchphrases. They’re the undisputed kings of slacking off.

The three-year-old powerhouse thanked everyone for their affection, then responded: “It’s my fault for being so irresistible. You just can’t help yourselves.”