Shen Qingci, an employee of the Space and Time Bureau, passed through the Xiuzhen text "Spirit Realm World" and became cannon fodder.
The system asked her to follow the plot, but she tore up the script with her backhand.
The spiritual root caused strange phenomena, she ate melon seeds and watched a play; she climbed the ladder to heaven and crushed the audience, and she asked if there was a cable car.
Everyone in the Immortal Sect thinks she is a weirdo.
Only the genius brother Xie Yunji, who could predict the future but could not see through her, stopped her on the day the illusion collapsed: "There is no 'future' in you."
Shen Qingci smiled: "What a coincidence, you have 'scripts' written all over you."
Until the system disappears and the memory wakes up——
Only then did she realize that this world was a prison written maliciously by the author.
Xie Yunji stood with his sword in hand: "If Heaven does not allow you, I will break the sky."
Shen Qingci held his hand: "No, we want to rewrite the fate of the writer. We want to - kill the gods!"
——This is a trial from the "people in the book".
Intention: Destiny is uncertain and should not be restricted. Even if fate is like a puppet, you have to break the thread and become your own penholder.