I Turned In the Silly Transmigrate Into a Book System

[Please add my upcoming novel to your favorites: After the Emperor Read My Inner Thoughts and Diary. Please, little angels, add it to your favorites!] After signing a shady contract with a damnable System, Mu Qi was sent to ancient times. The good news was that the body the System had prepared for him belonged to the heir of a duke in the current dynasty. He was born into wealth and privilege, right at the top of an imaginary empire. The bad news was that the emperor was obsessed with alchemy, the pure and corrupt factions were locked in a bitter struggle, the ruler was incompetent and his officials greedy, and the dynasty was on the decline. It wouldn't last more than a few decades. The even worse news was that, according to the contract drawn up by the damnable System, Mu Qi had to make a great name for himself in this era, save the crumbling empire, leave his mark on history, and be remembered for all time. Otherwise, he wouldn't be allowed to return. Faced with this little assignment from his superiors, Mu Qi, whose only real skill was arguing, finally broke down: ...Let it all fall apart already. Get on with it. After repeatedly resisting to no avail, Mu Qi finally gave up and decided to lie flat. He not only refused to cooperate with the System, but also filled his work logs with a stream of foul-mouthed complaints: [Today I went to the palace and banged my head on the floor again. I'm so done. That old fossil has been making pills for years. How come he still hasn't kicked the bucket and dropped some loot?] [We have to attend court at five in the morning? Damn, what a pain. And Elder Xu of the Pure faction, how do you have the nerve to accuse your political opponents of seizing farmland? Did the tens of thousands of acres of irrigated land at your family estate fall from the sky? Disgusting.] [For crying out loud, I just complained about the Pure faction yesterday, so today I have to call out the Corrupt faction! You spent a whole year inspecting the salt trade and only brought back a million taels of silver? Good thing that old Taoist has fried his brain making pills. Otherwise, you'd be lucky if they didn't strip the skin off your back hundreds of times, just like the ancestors did!] [I heard that the old fossil emperor has spent decades abstaining from women. I wonder if it's true? Come to think of it, maybe it's no surprise that fanfiction pairs him with his sworn brother...] Every night, Mu Qi would curse to his heart's content, dump all his complaints on the System, and then fall asleep, without worrying about a thing. But Mu Qi seemed to have forgotten that the damnable System assigned to him had never been able to guarantee the privacy of his information... · The emperor devoted himself to the mystic arts, shutting himself away in a secret chamber. After many days of spiritual cultivation, he finally moved Heaven. One day, brilliant light filled the room, and a book fell from midair. Four large characters were written on its cover: Work Diary. The emperor received it as a precious gift from Heaven. After bathing and burning incense, he respectfully opened it and carefully read the divine revelation: [On the night of June 11, my usual daily question: I've taken so many doses of heavy metals. How is that old fossil on the dragon throne still alive?] The emperor's smile froze. On June 12, a sudden upheaval shook the palace. It was said that on that day, the emperor expelled every Taoist from the palace, severely punished the salt inspectors, confiscated all their property, and had them skinned and stuffed as a warning to those who came after. That same day, Mu Qi was lying around at home, bored out of his mind, when he suddenly heard a notification he hadn't heard in ages: “Huh? Why is the mission progress bar moving by itself?” · This novel is also known as Can You Strengthen a Nation by Lying Flat and Keeping a Diary? The setting is fictional. Any resemblance is purely coincidental and used for reference only. After twenty years of life, homebody Mu Chen finally got a windfall from the sky: a dazzling transmigration-into-a-book System built with future technology. As long as he transmigrated through the worlds of various books, followed their plots, and put an end to the regrets and grievances of countless characters, he could trade for all sorts of rare treasures from those stories and earn unimaginable rewards. Lured in by the promise of a windfall, Mu Chen was still in a daze when he entered a book's world for the first time and saw its brutal torture, its anguished romances, its palace intrigue splattered with blood and melodrama. Thinking back on his simple, sheltered life as a homebody for more than twenty years, Mu Chen immediately lost his nerve. A windfall from the sky might be tempting, but it could burn your mouth. Mu Chen chose the wisest path: he turned the System in to the authorities. When Mu Chen entered a book's world again, he had an elite force of enormous proportions at his back. The group included historians searching for national treasures and artifacts, geologists surveying mineral resources, economists in charge of development and governance, and a well-equipped armed force, as well as “Mr. Mu, here's your plan to ascend the throne. Please take a look.” Attention! The setting is fictional. Any resemblance is purely coincidental. Please do not compare it to reality! + + + Theme: Strive tirelessly for self-improvement, and work together to forge ahead.