The College Entrance Exams Are Coming, So How Do I Pilot a Mecha?

[Bonus Side Story Takes Place in a Parallel World and Is Unrelated to the Main Story. If That Bothers You, Don't Click!!] Wu Jixing, a practitioner of ancient martial arts from the twenty-first century, transmigrates to a future interstellar world. Superpowers, mechs, ferocious beasts, genetic modifications, alien races, holographic games, and all the other flashy things you only see in sci-fi movies have become reality. And she is just a little, ordinary high school senior in this world full of danger and the unknown: weak, pitiful, and helpless. Good news: She has the golden finger that comes with being a transmigrator. Bad news: The golden finger is useless. The only thing that transmigrated with her was a novel app with a built-in forum that she often used in her previous life. All she can do with it is read novels, browse the forum, and gossip. It's not some flashy higher-dimensional System. Wu Jixing: ... So what exactly is this golden finger good for?! That night, a strange post appeared on a modern-day forum: [Help, everyone! I've transmigrated, and the college entrance exam is coming up. How the hell do you drive a mech?!] Original poster: As the title says. I've driven a tractor, an excavator, and a Maserati, but I've never driven a mech! Help! Why is mech combat on the college entrance exam?! The post was quickly bumped to Hot and stayed on the forum's front page for months. Many years later, someone dug up the thread by chance. Users discovered that the original poster's final reply was: Original poster: Whatever, it's fine. If I can't do it, I'll just tear the mech apart with my bare hands. #MyLifeMakingPeaceWithMechs #TheGoldenFingerHelpsButNotMuch #TheHeroineIsBothTimidAndStrong #FunnyAndLighthearted [Another Upcoming Novel with a Similar Theme: Interstellar Idol] Dorothy, a twenty-first-century idol beloved by all, had long topped the global music charts at number one and was the world's most popular genius superstar. Then she transmigrated during an accident at one of her performances. On the streets, she saw dazzling sights she'd only ever encountered in cyber games. Colorful holographic billboards showed robot idols performing and singing with perfect precision, but not a trace of soul. At the time, humanity was embroiled in a war against alien races and ferocious beasts. Behind the prosperity lay a despairing lament with no hope of escape. Penniless, Dorothy stood on the desolate, rundown streets of the red-light district. A discarded promotional flyer drifted past her feet: [Want to become famous? An opportunity to become an idol across the universe is waiting for you. Contact Brain ID: xxxxxx] Dorothy picked up the little flyer and smiled, revealing a cute dimple: An idol across the universe? That sounds pretty good. Interstellar war was cruel and cold. Countless people fought on, one after another, just to protect humanity's last home. Whenever despair threatened to overwhelm them, a voice would always sing and give them strength, accompanying them through one brutal battle after another as they fought back with unwavering resolve. One day, as Dorothy once again led her band, named Stars of Hope, in a live interstellar tour at the front lines, a group of elite aliens stormed in, intent on wiping out hope. Just as all of humanity was breaking down in despair, they watched in shock as the sweet, adorable girl who always smiled, and whom they called the "War Songstress," sang as she stepped forward, shattering every enemy with her voice. That day, her voice rang throughout the universe. Interstellar citizens: What do you mean, she's an idol?! Afterward, the aliens and the interstellar government urgently updated their classified files: [Top-tier Sound-Type Esper: Dorothy. Threat Level: Extremely High] A hundred years later, the war had ended and the alliance was united. At the victory banquet, Dorothy met the controversial hybrid whom both aliens and humans avoided discussing: a cold man who had almost single-handedly ended the war and was known as the "War Machine." He walked up to her and introduced himself: "I grew up listening to your songs." Dorothy: ?? She didn't know that this hybrid, regarded by both races as a disgrace, was desperate to erase the stain of his birth. Her songs had given him the courage to keep living. Theme: Face challenges with unwavering resolve, and you will eventually see the rainbow and gaze down upon the stars.