Exiled to the Nile (I'm Bad at Naming Things, for Now)

Growing up in the twenty-first century, where both material and spiritual civilization have reached a high level, she is an ordinary girl who has never lifted a finger around the house and only buries herself in books, holding high the banner of theoretical idealism. What can she do after arriving in ancient Egypt?

Develop production? Pass herself off as a prophet? Become the most powerful figure in the royal court and make countless handsome men fall at her feet? Don't make me laugh.

Plain-looking and unlucky, she has landed in ancient Egypt at the end of the war-torn Seventeenth Dynasty. She could lose her life at any moment, so how could she have the spare energy to fantasize about anything else? She knows that the bird that sticks its head out gets shot.

So, with nowhere else to turn, our heroine, who is naturally restless, loves to grumble inwardly and overthink things, and is also prone to occasional fits of madness, can only accept her fate. The modern knowledge she studied so hard for, at the cost of her life, is completely useless here. Since she is here, she might as well make the best of it, adapt to local customs, and find a way to survive in this chaotic age.

All she wants is a place to settle down and make a living. That's her unambitious ambition. (What?)

An era she had only ever read about in books; a man she hated and cursed for half a year after their first meeting; and the imperial heroes who shook her soul, one after another... What will this grand and stirring scroll of ancient Egyptian history bring her? Where will the Nile, flowing beneath the moon and stars since time immemorial, lead her?

The author says: Good grief, writing this blurb was agony! o(╯□╰)o

The heroine's personality will gradually unfold before you. I have always believed that a person's character is never one-dimensional. =V=

This story is truly a slow burn... I promise the main event is later. Please be patient if you can.□□