He Shang transmigrates to a parallel world where literature and entertainment are nowhere near as developed as they were in his previous life, leaving many gaps in both fields.
His transmigration was brought on by the 996 work schedule. With no girlfriend and only his own hand for company, he suddenly died while working the night shift.
In his previous life, he had no money, no car, and certainly no house. He was exhausted living in an age when everything required money, a car, and a house. With his meager income, he had no idea when he might ever afford a car or a home. Even if he managed it, he would still be nothing but a wage slave, bent beneath the burden for the rest of his life. He could forget about ever making something of himself.
Now that he has transmigrated, it’s a good thing for him. He can use the literature and entertainment from his previous life to achieve his dreams in this parallel world.
What a load of nonsense, going to work for someone else! What a miserable wage-slave life! Get out of my way! I, He Shang, will never live like that again.
“But ideals are beautiful, while reality is harsh.”
Living in the countryside, how is he supposed to make his dreams come true?
He Shang: “I wonder if the women in this world are easy to fool. They won’t all demand a car and a house like they did in my previous life, will they? Never mind. I’m rich now, so why should I care?”
Dilraba: “He Shang, you bastard! Let’s see you stop running! I’m going to break your legs today!”
This book is entirely fictional and has accidentally wandered into reality.
I've read Chapter 35, and I don't recommend it in summary.
Is your smile so low? I can't even straighten my back, but I don't feel anything at all.