My name is Lin Yuetian. I’m 23 years old.
I come from a somewhat chaotic cyberpunk future. I’m unmarried and work for a security company. I get home promptly at eight every day. I don’t smoke, and I drink only in moderation. I go to bed at eleven and sleep eight hours every night. Before bed, I always have a glass of warm milk, then spend twenty minutes doing a seated forward bend. As soon as I get into bed, I’m out like a light, sleeping soundly until morning. I never carry fatigue or stress over to the next day. The more than thirty psychologists I’ve seen all say I’m perfectly normal.
System: That’s enough already.
I’m gentle, friendly, reasonable, hardworking, and popular.
And, although it may sound arrogant, I know I’m very good-looking. Every morning when I leave the house, I attract at least four waves of cyberpunk thugs. Of course, I deal with them all.
System: Shouldn’t you tell them something objective for a change, bro?
Right, I forgot to mention: I’m an assassin. A top-tier assassin. I once ranked first on the company’s zero-complaint leaderboard for ten quarters in a row. My dream is to earn more money, achieve financial freedom, and enjoy life. I admit I’m exceptionally good at what I do, but all I want is a peaceful life.
System: Sure.
I never imagined that I’d wake up one day and inexplicably transmigrate into all kinds of scum-gong novels, with a System in my head, the very one who’s been chiming in while I introduce myself. He’s my colleague. All right, System, tell the readers what I’m supposed to do.
System: You have to make the scum gongs fall for you, then sincerely regret what they’ve done… Wait, what are you doing?
Sharpening my sword. Oh, it’s just a tool for completing the mission. You can count on me to get the job done. I’ll make sure those scum gongs both fall for me and truly regret it.
This novel solemnly promises that no scum gongs will survive, and no innocent Systems will be harmed in the story.
System: This is absurd!!! Absolutely absurd!!!!
