I'm Clearly Super Strong, So Why Am I a Corporate Drone? [Interstellar]

[Please add my upcoming novel to your reading list: The Whole Class Can Hear My Inner Thoughts, and I'm a Dark, Twisted Weirdo

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Bian Dao, an office drone and the only descendant of an ancient martial arts family, had imagined countless ways to die. The one thing she never expected was dropping dead from overwork!!!

When she opened her eyes again, she was in an interstellar society, a weak little nobody who couldn't get enough to eat or wear.

To survive, she had no choice but to become an office drone among office drones, working from seven at night until four in the morning, with no meals, no accommodations, and no five-insurance-and-housing-fund benefits.

She even kept dancing on the edge of death.

Bian Dao: Making the best of a bad situation.jpg

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But there was a way out. She saw an ad for the Federal First Military Academy.

Of all the perks, the words "meals and accommodations included" were her favorite.

Not long afterward, at the Federal First Military Academy:

"Have you heard? This year's got an alpha who's about to eat the school out of house and home."

"I heard our school admitted a freak this year. They keep lying in the free medical pods covered in injuries, just for fun."

"See that one? Apparently she's a ruthless character who'll do anything to get a free ride from the school."

Bian Dao: ...? Don't mind me, I'm working hard.

Not long after that, at the Federal First Military Academy:

"One against a hundred? Is that alpha even human?!"

"She's a menace, but it's so satisfying. She's a menace, but it's so satisfying. She's a menace, but it's so satisfying."

"With her on our side, we'll crush the other military academies this year!"

Important notes:

1. ABO worldbuilding.

2. Thanks, everyone.

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Upcoming novel blurb:

When Song An opened her eyes again, she had transmigrated into an interstellar world overrun with alien species and become a student at a training academy for people with special abilities.

On her first day of school, she discovered that every one of her classmates was a notorious villain from a novel!

And she was a nobody with an extremely low profile and a dark, twisted personality: an ordinary extra!

Everyone knows that villains die, but extras don't.

Song An: [Yay! They'll all die, but I won't.]

The whole class: ?

Song An's inner voice continued: [Why is the physical training class representative still here? If she hurries back now, she can still catch her boyfriend having a threesome!]

Physical training representative: ?

[Wait, which water did the survival expert drink that made them explode and die?]

Survival class representative: ?

[Class president, she's not the child who was switched at birth. He's an illegitimate son!]

Class president: ?

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Later:

The physical training representative, who was a demon, removed his horns.

From then on, Song An was blessed by the Goddess of Luck.

The survival representative, who was a spirit plant, pulled out one of his vines.

From then on, Song An was embraced by nature.

The class president, who was a Buddhist holy man, removed the halo behind his back.

From then on, Song An was hailed as the savior.

Song An: ...

Song An: Time to show off!

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One day, a new instructor arrived at the special abilities training academy.

He wore white embroidered with dark gold patterns, and his tall, striking figure was clearly defined.

Jiale: "Hello, everyone. From now on, I'll be a member of the class too."

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiale heard:

[Wifey, come cuddle~]

Jiale: ...

Jiale: ?

The whole class (eyes shaking): Hey, shut up, Daxun! This person is from the Highest Court!!

"I know your past, your thoughts, and your most vulgar desires."

"I welcome judgment from the Highest Court's Judge Jiale."

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1. The blurb is provisional. The main premise won't change, though some details might.

2. Move aside! I'm about to show off!

Please add it to your reading list~

Theme: We struggle to make a living. What's a little hardship?