1.
Wang Chaoxia, female, 26 years old, two years out of college, employed at a major company in some city. The only person at the whole company with darker circles under her eyes is her boss, whose heart is even darker. Officially died from overwork at 4:18 a.m. on January 29, 3956, New Era, then opened her eyes a second later.
Wang Chaoxia gently came to her senses after dying, gently felt the strange current of warmth flowing through the meridians of this body that wasn't hers, and gently let out a breath of someone who had transmigrated.
2.
Before her brain had rebooted, she saw a woman in ancient clothing lying on the ground, her garments disheveled.
Wang Chaoxia instinctively reached out to help, offering the first words from her socially anxious self all week: "A-are you all right?"
The other woman shuddered. As she dodged Wang Chaoxia's hand, her clothes slipped, exposing skin covered in scars.
Fresh wounds.
3.
Wang Chaoxia shuddered too, withdrew her left hand, and looked at the blood dripping from the silver whip in her right hand: "..."
4.
The other woman finally raised her head, revealing a pale, beautiful face, fragile yet stubborn. At Wang Chaoxia's words, she slowly replied with a mocking tone, her voice dry and unsteady from her injuries.
"...Senior Sister, have you calmed down?"
5.
Wang Chaoxia quickly figured out where the plot was headed. With a working person's keen eye, she caught the fleeting malice in the other woman's eyes, there for 0.001 seconds, and the 99.82 percent conviction that she alone controlled her fate. With her life hanging by a thread, Wang Chaoxia uttered a sentence the other woman wouldn't understand even much later.
6.
"..."
"I want to go back and make PowerPoint slides."
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When will this book be updated? I want to read it.
I just discovered this book.
⊙O⊙, I'll collect it first out of respect, it's my favorite type (???)
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