An Qingge transmigrates into a book, and the System orders her to completely rewrite the plot.
“Starting a career in an erotic novel? What a disaster!”
With war looming and natural disasters on the way, the crown princess rolls up her sleeves and gets to work. To her surprise, she ends up attracting a host of devoted admirers.
Each of them has a unique talent
One says: “I know how to make money.”
One says: “I know how to build ships.”
One says: “I know how to sail.”
One says: “I know how to farm.”
One says: “I know security.”
One says: “I know how to make guns and cannons.”
One says: “I know how to make ammunition.”
One says: “I know diplomacy.”
One says: “I speak eight languages.”
One says: “I have an eight-pack.”
One says: “I know how to be lovesick.”
One says: “I’m just really handsome.”
The more they say, the more off track they get.
Everyone begs on their knees: “Your Highness, I’m pretty easy to keep around too! Take me with you on your trip around the world!”
Crown Princess: “Don’t fall for me. I’ll get struck by lightning.”
She stocks up on supplies, outsmarts the enemy, and sets sail to build a maritime empire.
