Quick Transmigration: My System Is the Savior

Wang Teng thought he’d just had terrible luck when he was hit by a heavy truck twice.

It wasn’t until the System activated that he realized: this damn thing was a privilege granted by his ancestors.

The solar system was originally a minor world created by his ancestor, Wang Xu, better known as Guiguzi.

The consciousness of Planet Earth sent transmigrators to countless worlds to plunder fortune and prepare to ascend into a medium world.

Some transmigrators defected, some were killed, and others simply ran off with their fortune-granting treasures.

Planet Earth’s fortune had fallen to 118 points. If it dropped below 100, the world would be downgraded, and human civilization would face total ruin.

Wang Teng was the last descendant of Guiguzi’s bloodline and the only person on Earth who could respond to transmigrators’ calls for help.

A call came in: “Bro, I’m trapped in a zombie world.”

Wang Teng sent over a box of spicy strips: “Eat up. When you’re done, I’ll teach you how to build a base.”

Ten bounty notices hung above the System panel, the defectors’ portraits lighting up one by one.

Wang Teng put on his delivery uniform and twisted the throttle of his electric scooter.

“Don’t worry. Not a single delivery on Earth will be late.”