Yes, I transmigrated.
And I even came with the golden finger System everyone envies.
This is my tenth year since transmigrating.
It is also the tenth year of my “tireless, unflagging” life of pent-up frustration and spineless misery.
Because on the very first day I transmigrated, my useless System issued its first command, which is still the only one so far: “Bring joy to others! Save up 10,000 points!”
What does “bring joy to others” mean?
It means taking a beating without fighting back and taking insults without answering back. If others are happy, I’m happy; if they aren’t, I still have to be happy.
So I went from being the sect’s adored and lamented prodigy to the worthless filth everyone hates and despises.
But instead of getting upset at their hatred and contempt, I actually welcome it.
That’s because I’ve discovered that the more anger, hatred, and disdain others feel toward me, the more points the System rewards me with.
What can I say? I’ve already “died” once. I’ve stopped caring about face or pride. Only real, tangible benefits are worth anything.
I still don’t know what the points are for, but surely anything rewarded by a golden finger System can’t be bad, right?
It’s just that my spinelessness has brought misery to my beautiful master.
