Xia, an utterly ordinary office clerk living in the 21st century, really wants to give the sky the middle finger and swear at it.
Sure, she's a little lazy, a little greedy for good food, and a little too fond of taking advantage of others. She's stingy, too (she even brings free toilet paper home from the office), and she talks too much (if she sees two dogs fighting, she'll take a photo, post it on social media, and share her thoughts). She's got a bit of a wicked sense of humor, too. But surely none of that was enough to get the transmigration gods' attention, right???
In a ridiculously clichéd turn of events, she does something kind for only the second time in her 25 years. Acting faster than she can think, she shoves aside a kid who barely comes up to her waist while crossing at a traffic light, only to be sent flying by a damned car that runs the red. Her last thought is to worry that being hit and thrown so high might leave her disabled.
Well, at least she doesn't have to worry about being disabled anymore. Now she should worry about whether she'll have anything to eat tonight.
It's been two days since Xia transmigrated to this unfamiliar world, and she's already absorbed the original owner's memories. All she wants to do is unleash a string of curses to ease her frustration.
She once watched a science-fiction TV show with a story about a farmer and a turkey. Back then, she only half understood its deeper meaning. Now she gets it, because the world she's transmigrated into is a lot like that story.
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I don't know why, but I feel like the heroine's outlook on things is quite wrong. What ideas are the author promoting in this article? The heroine is the most, most, most, most awesome protagonist I have ever seen? Why write such a protagonist?
Good-looking, so sassy!