Saiyans Are Forbidden From Crossing Worlds to Steal Our Jobs

The main story is complete, but I may revise it. The plot won't change; I'll only fix typos and other small bugs.

My novel's heroine was single and died young in three lifetimes. The System determined that even the Great Sage wasn't good enough for her.

So she became a Saiyan.

Rule number one for a transmigrator laying low: Keep a low profile and don't draw attention.

Yan Xi: No problem. I'll put on a secret identity.

Rule number two for a transmigrator laying low: Study hard and improve every day.

Yan Xi: That makes so much sense. I'm transferring schools!

Rule number three for a transmigrator laying low: If no one messes with you, don't mess with anyone else.

Yan Xi: If anyone messes with me, I'll smack them down.

So, just after leaving the starting village, she beat up a certain cult leader with a slanted fringe.

My novel's male lead is a born divine child, overwhelmingly imposing, officially known as the strongest kitty.

He's not only the strongest in terms of power, but also the best at getting on people's nerves.

He's spent his whole life doing whatever he likes and showing off, annoying everyone he knows and infuriating both his rivals and friends.

Then he dusts himself off and leaves in style.

The kitty says: Hehe, you can't hit me

Until one day, the strongest kitty meets a gorilla who has been reincarnated.

The kitty: Don't look down, or my strongest crown will fall off.

As for the villains in my novel...

Well, they're all doing just fine.

Certain slanted-fringe guy: That can't possibly be a monkey!

Six-Eyes Kitty: A heaven-sent prodigy!

The villains: How are we supposed to live like this!

This should probably be a list of things to watch out for?

Dear little angels:

This isn't a silly comedy, and it isn't a Mary Sue story.

The heroine shows up, and everyone revolves around her.

The male lead takes one look and goes, "Oh! She's mine!"

They've barely met, and he's already doting on her and putting her on a pedestal.

A villain takes one look and goes, "Oh! I'm so moved."

No more schemes, no more evil deeds. I've decided to turn over a new leaf.

The heroine isn't an all-knowing god who can sit at home while the whole plot magically drops into her lap, without investigating or asking a single question, and somehow knows everything.

The heroine isn't a violent maniac who starts swinging the moment there's a disagreement. I'll beat you up, no questions asked.

The heroine isn't a street thug who hits people whenever something annoys her. I'm just that awesome.

There are a thousand versions of Hamlet, and everyone's interpretation is different.

It's normal to like a character, and it's normal not to like one.

Everyone has different tastes, and their preferences in plots are personal.

I think it's sweet, you think it's sour. I think it's sour, you think it's bland. I think it's bitter, you think it's spicy. I think it's too salty, and maybe you think it's sweet.

We're all unique individuals.

And because we're all unique, I can't write a story that's thrilling from beginning to end, with a perfect male lead and a perfect heroine, that makes everyone feel completely happy.

I personally think this is a lighthearted story. If it leaves you feeling burned, bitter, or too sour or salty,

then chances are we didn't look back or brush shoulders in a past life. We may have crossed paths by fate in this life, but we're not meant to be. I'm just a passerby in your reading life.

There are countless delicious dishes in the world. If this one isn't to your taste, let's try another.

There's plenty of good food out there, but we're not sitting at the same table.

Still, thank you for stopping by my book.

P.S. The heroine really does get enough to eat.

The author is a newbie, and this is my first attempt at writing. My style may be inconsistent, the characters may be out of character, and some parts of the plot are my own inventions. Please forgive me~

Please add my upcoming story to your reading list: [Horror Worlds, Beast-Taming Mod (Horror Crossover)]

She died, then came back to life.

Before she could even open her eyes, she was left at the entrance to an orphanage.

No problem. She doesn't need parents; she has the memories of her past life.

As long as she catches the wave of the times, she'll definitely take off.

Except...

At five, the director gave her a little doll named Chucky.

At six, a new friend named Esther arrived at the orphanage.

At seven, she overheard the town's famous gang of seven losers discussing how to deal with a clown carrying a red balloon.

At eight, she was adopted. Her adoptive father was a scientist researching a plant called "blood orchid."

At nine, her adoptive father's friend Lex invited him on an expedition to Antarctica. She secretly tagged along and met a new friend there, who invited her to play a hunting game.

At ten...

At eleven...

Zoe: ...What the hell is with my luck!

She transmigrated, was reborn, and now a whole pack of monsters and demons is chasing her down.

What should she do?

Zoe: Don't panic. Let me throw a ball first.

And so the game began.

Survival Rules for Horror Bosses Across the Heavens:

1. Balls are terrifying.

2. Throwing balls is horrifying.

3. When you see someone throwing a ball, don't hesitate and don't attack. Turn around and run as fast as you can!

Theme: Stay true to yourself and remain optimistic