Transmigrate to Ancient Times and Cling to an Alien’s Coattails

(The ranks of ancient officialdom are based on things I found online. There are too many dynasties, so I borrowed from various sources. Don’t worry too much about the details. I made up some of the generals’ titles too. I write without thinking, so princesses, please switch off your brains while reading as well. Thanks.)

Shen Qiantang dies suddenly after pulling too many all-nighters to meet her writing deadlines.

She opens her eyes and has transmigrated.

Good news: “I’m still alive.”

Bad news: “I’ve fallen into the hands of human traffickers.”

Then she meets an alien named Alileya.

Alileya: I’m out of energy. I’m as weak as a human now.

Shen Qiantang: Call me Big Sis, and I’ll protect you.

Alileya punches a hole in a trafficker’s stomach.

Shen Qiantang: …Are you sure you’re as weak as a human?

Shen Qiantang: I’m starving. I really miss cola, chips, and spicy strips…

Alileya: Uncle gave me a bracelet.

Shen Qiantang: And?

Alileya takes cola, chips, spicy strips, and more, all found on Earth, out of the spatial bracelet.

Shen Qiantang: You didn’t say it had storage space too! Need a leg ornament? I’d be perfect for the job.