When others transmigrate to the cultivation world, they either rise from being good-for-nothings or are born prodigies.
After I transmigrated, though, I got a "Mortal Big Shot Development System."
It made me plant vegetables, cook, and study music, chess, calligraphy, and painting, then left behind a robot butler and ran off.
I accepted my fate as a mortal, raising fish and playing with dogs, wanting nothing more than a peaceful little life.
Today, a cultivator barged into my house for the first time.
But why does this cultivator look like they've never seen anything before?
Are all the cultivators in this world a little off in the head?
