“They all say transmigrating is the start of changing your fate. So why did I get thrown straight into hell mode?” he thought in despair. “Other people transmigrate and either strike a pose and win over all the famous generals under heaven, or invent things and lead the trends of their age. Me? From the start, I’ve got a sickly body, a vicious stepmother who’s ready to kill me at any moment so her own son can take my place, and a useless uncle, Cai Mao, who commands troops and sees me as a thorn in his side.”
This hand is so bad that even Jesus would shake his head and say, “I can’t save you. I’m out.”
