I’m Dead! After They Read My Mind, the Tomb-Raiding Crew Pressured Me to Start a New Story

[Demon Slayer Thunder Breathing + System + No Romance] A powerhouse who can take down a blood corpse solo, yet is always saying, “I'm weak. I'm definitely going to die.” That's right, we're talking about Bao Busong. “Wu Xie made me go tomb raiding today, so I guess I'll have to dust off my old tricks.” 〖According to unofficial historical records...〗 The “evil” Bao Busong gleefully wrote fanfiction about herself and Xiaoge. “I love writing fanfiction, and fanfiction loves me!” Everyone who saw it at the same time: “…” Thanks for asking. My silence is deafening. Don't be fooled by Bao Busong's usual timid, shrinking demeanor. The moment she loses consciousness, she switches accounts. In a flash, Bao Busong became a streak of golden lightning, charging straight ahead at a speed no human eye could follow. Where her blade passed, it left a searing trail and a brief burst of thunder. Wang Pangzi's jaw dropped in shock. Wu Xie's eyes were nearly as wide as the brass bells in the Black Cat Detective theme song. He murmured, “So Busong is actually this strong!” Zhang Qiling's gaze fell on her Nichirin Blade. He quietly glanced down at his own black-and-gold ancient blade, confusion showing in his eyes. When Bao Busong woke up, Wu Xie's praise left her bewildered. Strong? Her? Wu Xie: “Let's go exploring together!” Bao Busong clung to a tree and shook her head frantically. No way. Absolutely not! To make sure they wouldn't ask again, she whipped out a little booklet and earnestly lectured Wu Xie and the others about patriotism. The Iron Triangle: “...How do you manage to carry that little red book around with you?” Bao Busong: “Patriotism starts with you and me!”