You Said I Should Be Humble, So Why Are You Treating Me Like a Wishing Well?

[The System wants to kill me, so I have no choice but to sweep through the apocalypse]

I’m the protagonist. Why is my System siding with the enemy?

Strong female lead, apocalypse, transmigrate into a book, no romance, dual rebirth, punishing scumbags, no stockpiling supplies

Wen Yiran, a master of word magic in the cultivation world, botches her ascension and wakes up inside a brainless apocalyptic romance novel she once read.

Reborn, all she wants is to keep a low profile, slack off, and enjoy life. But her golden finger turns out to be a bizarre support ability:

Her word magic only powers other people up. She’s the one stuck doing all the work.

She uses her god’s-eye view to join the protagonist’s group, watching coldly from the sidelines and staying out of everyone else’s business.

In front of others, she’s aloof and taciturn, speaking only a few words at a time, each full of disdain and distance;

but inside, she’s a girl with a head full of thoughts, all tough talk and a soft heart, without a trace of saintly selflessness.

She thought she had long since severed all ties to emotion, but the genuine affection she finds in the apocalypse quietly gets through her defenses.

Only when she watches a friend die before her eyes does she understand:

Even the most coldhearted cultivator can’t withstand the warmth of a sincere human heart.

In this apocalypse, there’s no romance, only survival.

A System lies in wait in the shadows, killing outsiders;

there’s a traitor hidden in the group, and danger lurks everywhere.

Sit back and watch? Slack off?

Not a chance.