Kong Xinxi was a little unlucky soul who was pulled into a quick transmigration world after starving to death. His bad luck was especially severe, because the System he was bound to was called "Have Nothing." No matter what he built in one world, he'd still have nothing in the next.
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Staring at the burly man standing in front of him, wearing nothing but a tattered rag skirt, barefoot, with strange green fumes wafting from his huge feet, and earnestly calling him "Lord," Kong Xinxi said nothing.
Pinching his nose, he pushed the man aside with one finger, expressionless. Then he was shocked to see a layer of black grime slide off the man's body.
Just how destitute was this place?!
To make his own life a little better, Kong Xinxi resigned himself to using the things he'd been forced to bring along to build up his territory.
So what if they were short on everything? No problem. They could make it all themselves.
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At least he could use magic in the first world. But the second world...
Kong Xinxi stared at the young white tiger in front of him, who had one lame leg, and managed a strained smile. What was this white tiger that could turn into a human?!
And also...
Why did his bones break whenever anything touched him?!
Where was his perfect body?!
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In the third world, there was no greenery anywhere in the stars. He owned an abandoned wasteland of a planet, and the seeds in the shop could only be bought with food he had to make himself...
In the fourth world, he finally transmigrated into a ferocious beast with endless inherited knowledge, only to find out it was all a disguise!
After countless worlds, Kong Xinxi was exhausted. He wanted to laze around.
I just want to eat a meal. Why are you treating me like this, you lousy System!
Theme: Waste is shameful. Put an end to waste.