Gu Nian'an, the ace agent who vanished from the Quick Transmigration Bureau, code-named “Zero.”
When she awakens with memories of worlds reduced to oblivion, every plot becomes a colossal joke.
The real heiress script? She tears up the paternity report, then climbs into her nemesis's stretch Rolls-Royce as the fake heiress and her biased family look on in shock.
A replacement-love story? She kicks the scumbag to the curb and sends his first love to prison, becoming the unattainable cinnabar mole they can never reach.
The apocalypse arrives? With space in one hand and supernatural powers in the other, she establishes her own divine order atop a tide of zombies.
The cultivation world calls her a witch? She gives a soft laugh and becomes the cherished ancestor of the Grandmaster of Demonic Cultivation.
A fragile newcomer in a horror world? The Ghost King kneels and offers up his heart. “My lord, please accept my territory.”
Interstellar worlds, historical eras, warlord territories, showbiz, merfolk, vampires… She travels across myriad realms, a walking disaster and the one and only legend.
She does as she pleases, delivers face-slapping comeuppances, and treats all living things as less than straw dogs.
Yet there is always one man following her like a shadow.
He is a vampire prince, a revered immortal cultivator, an interstellar marshal, a Republican-era overlord… He crosses three hundred worlds of reincarnation, waiting quietly for her at the end of each one.
Until he confines her atop the divine throne, presses his forehead to hers, and says in a hoarse, dangerous voice:
“Gu Nian'an, I've seen your mission list.”
“In the next world, your mission is to win me over. The deadline is forever.”
