The Nine-Tailed Fox Big Shot Is Forced to Work

It was an utterly ordinary day when she went to sleep. When Zhishui woke up again, she discovered she had grown young again and become a newborn. That would have been bad enough... But why was she a monster, of all things? And if she had to be a monster, why did she have to be in the modern world? She puzzled over it for fifteen years before finally remembering that the book she'd transmigrated into was called Tales of Strange Creatures. And on top of that, she was the strong female lead, destined to revive her clan and rule the world? Zhishui's response: I'm a shut-in. I can't handle this. On her birthday, Zhishui looked at her still-young and beautiful, five-hundred-year-old father and said solemnly, “Dad, just kill me with one slash.” Her father smiled kindly, his eyes shining like stars. “Shuishui, nine-tailed foxes have nine lives.” “...” Zhishui: Damn it, one slash isn't enough? I need nine? Author's note: This story is entirely fictional. Any resemblance is absolutely impossible.