[Quick transmigration + no romance + lighthearted comedy + powerful, corrupted heroine + overwhelming advantage]
Shi Yan, the undisputed “Queen of Overwork,” has held the title for three consecutive years in the Main God’s space.
She worked diligently for a hundred years, and just as she’d saved enough points to retire in style with an astronomical pension, the Main God ran off, and her points account was wiped clean.
Before her stood a trembling, rogue rookie System trying to bind her and send her to a small world to “work hard on missions” again.
Shi Yan smiled, nudged her gold-rimmed glasses up her nose, and went completely dark.
“Do missions? Sure. But now I want double travel expenses, and I’m going to run everyone over, all the way to the Main God’s world!”
From then on, the tone of three thousand small worlds went wildly off the rails and completely fell apart.
While other Hosts struggled to follow the plot, Shi Yan tore up scripts and focused on wrecking the place.
Faced with bizarre villains and ridiculous missions, her motto was “perfectly sane, just going berserk.” If she could solve something by physically obliterating it, she wasn’t going to waste her breath.
She traveled between worlds to shamelessly rake in every benefit she could, while running over anyone who got in her way.
The rookie System trembled as it frantically flipped through The Host First Aid Manual. “H-Host! We’re here to do proper missions, not to stock up on goods!” Shi Yan crushed the source of the small world beneath her foot and drew a forty-meter-long blade, her voice gentle. “Have you located the Main God’s world? That’s next, you know.”
