The author babbles to herself: "There are so many transmigration-into-a-book stories, but this one is really different." (Feel free to ignore.)
Here is the synopsis:
Shen Zhiyi transmigrates into a book and ends up with the fate of a cannon-fodder character doomed to have her cultivation crippled and be thrown into a nest of snakes.
But the System she's bound to is useless and absurdly stingy, the tightest-fisted taskmaster in the business. If she doesn't complete its tasks, her soul will be tortured as punishment.
The System forces her to steal Jiang Chi's medicinal herbs, take his beast cores, and sabotage his alchemy.
But Jiang Chi is the last person in the sect she should mess with. He's beautiful and exceptionally gifted, and everyone thinks he won't live long. Only Shen Zhiyi knows that one day he is destined to reach the Mahayana realm.
The System promises that completing its tasks will change her destined fate. But the System is useless, offering nothing but a little information and no rewards at all. It's hard to take its promises seriously.
She doesn't blindly obey the System. She looks for loopholes in the rules with every task, weighing every move with care. Caught between the System's coercion and the danger of offending Jiang Chi, she struggles to find a way out that satisfies both sides and stay alive.
What she never expected was that the young man she repeatedly schemed against and wronged would be far more forgiving than she had imagined.
Survival is a shackle, and guilt is an affliction of the heart.
She is torn between the System's threats and the guilt in her heart, unable to move forward or retreat.
Until one day, Jiang Chi stopped her and asked softly, "You said that day this was called petting a cat. Do you still want to pet me now?"
