I’m Mu Zhi, the laziest agent in the Space-Time Bureau. My daily mantra: Don’t @ me, I’m sleeping, leave me alone.
That is, until the Main God kicked me awake. “Your top shattered and fell into a bad-ending mini-world.”
Me: ???
To piece my self-sacrificing Heavenly Dao top back together, I was forced to embark on a rescue vacation.
In a wealthy-family world, I helped a pitiful, neglected guy rise to the top and sent the unscrupulous CEO to jail along the way;
In a post-apocalyptic wasteland, I coasted to victory with my saintly boyfriend, then blew up the hypocritical base;
In a cultivation fantasy, I left the sect with my demonic junior brother, and the righteous sects begged us to come back…
System 250 went from frantic to completely won over. “Host! He’s crying! Hurry, hug him! Kiss him!”
I lazily lifted my eyelids. “What’s the rush? He’s mine, so of course I’ll take my time spoiling him.”
[One-on-one, both devoted only to each other, happy ending, mutual spoiling, satisfying quick transmigration]
[Lazy, beautiful top x broken yet powerful bottom, a strong team]
[The System goes from irritable taskmaster to totally devoted CP fan]
[Ten worlds, ten acts of redemption, with all the satisfying romance, sweetness, and angst you could want]
