Quick transmigration, other worlds, infinite worlds, System. No romance. Absurd comedy. Just an ordinary corporate drone in real life. I have a little red flower. Don't speak, don't move. Use skill: obey the Host unconditionally.
"Wait!" Yu Tian suddenly grabbed the edge of the virtual screen and shook it. A teddy-bear button on her pajamas popped off with a snap, tracing a silvery arc through the pure white space. "Everyone else who transmigrates gets a golden finger! A System space, an ability awakening, something! What do I get? I don't even dare use the insect spray at the office! Give me a more powerful skill, will you?!"
The pixel figure began flickering wildly like a TV with no signal. Twisted streams of data seeped from the spot where its cat ears should be, making it look just like a human with veins bulging in anger. Just as it was about to crash, a dim, almost pathetic golden light flashed, and a little flower with a plastic sheen appeared in Yu Tian's palm.
The flower was shoddily made, with rough edges on its red plastic petals and green tape wrapped around a wire stem. Four gold-embossed characters on the back read: Model Student.
"Skill [Model Student Certification] bound to Host." The System's voice returned to its saccharine, babyish tone, as though the crash had been a mere illusion. "This skill can force a target into a state of 'absolute obedience' for three minutes per use, with a maximum of three uses per scenario. Best of luck at your new job in another world~"
Yu Tian stood frozen, clutching the plastic flower in the pure white space, where glowing dandelions drifted through the air. The hum of the central air conditioner still echoed in her ears. The coffee stain on her keyboard seemed to retain its warmth. And in her palm lay a flower...
