The moment she opens her eyes, the whole world has transmigrated into a disaster survival game?
While everyone else is busy forming teams, fighting, and scrambling for resources, Lin Xiaoman, a hardcore introvert, just wants to disappear.
Luckily, she gets blessed with incredible luck and draws an S-rank talent. It seems useful, but not by much.
Even more absurdly, she gets bound to a palace intrigue System inside the survival game.
Lin Xiaoman stares at the infinite storage space crammed with fertility pills and expired aphrodisiac incense, at a loss for words.
The System keeps chattering: “Host, the top-ranked player is powerful and would make a good backer... That girl might be a two-faced green tea...”
Lin Xiaoman: “...” Can I return this busted System?
While everyone else is still fighting until they’re bloody over half a loaf of bread, Lin Xiaoman is already eating hot pot with one hand and barbecue with the other.
A cold wave? The System recommends warming palace pills... Lin Xiaoman silently ignores it.
Mutant plants? The System digs out a domestic-drama novel: “Poison them! Yes, pour ‘Crane’s Crown Red’ down their throats.”
Lin Xiaoman uses her talent to calm the irritable man-eating flowers, then picks their fruit.
Watching its Host grow stronger and stronger, the System is completely bewildered.
Does she even need to find a top-ranked big shot for support?!
The Host has become the top-ranked player herself!
Content warning: This is my first story, it has no logic, and it has a golden finger.
The ending is rushed!
