My name is Lin Youwei.
This is my record of transmigrating!
Even a corporate drone like me managed to catch the trend and transmigrate.
Only, this transmigration thing wasn't great. I had no memories, and thought the underworld was having a team-building cosplay event after I died.
On my first day in ancient times, I was beaten with a paddle. Note: Someone went easy on me, so it didn't hurt.
On my second day in ancient times, I was exiled. Note: My whole clan came along. It's fine, no need to panic.
I finally got out of prison, only to get chewed out by my biological father on the street. Yeah, a bit melodramatic, but it's fine, it's fine. No big deal.
In my first year after transmigrating, my original exile turned into making good friends. My bros fought every day over who got to farm, raise horses, chop wood, and haul water. They were all working themselves to the bone like office workers pulling 9-to-9, six days a week.
By my third year after transmigrating, thanks to the efforts of a modern woman like me, the windswept, desolate place of exile had full granaries, and every fine horse in the stables was sleek and well-fed.
But the more I looked, the more something seemed off.
The training grounds were full of martial artists, and we'd discovered two iron mines...
Faced with the empress's threat to kill me, Lin Youwei suddenly felt that maybe she didn't have to keep cowering after all.
When we finally marched on the capital, I heard a rumor: Whoever gets the Charm Pearl gets the world?!!
Huh? What's that?
Reader's guide: The heroine is a 21st-century office drone, clever but often bewildered. Everyone has maxed-out affection for her. A feel-good comedy with absurd, hilarious antics.
It's pretty, interesting, and funny