Cybernetic Godseat

As the saying goes, if you walk along the riverbank often enough, you are bound to get your shoes wet.

As a third-rate web novelist who constantly writes protagonists who transmigrate, he transmigrated, just as expected.

He transmigrated into his own book.

The most tragic part was that the book he transmigrated into was still in preparation. He had only just begun writing the outline, had no idea where the story was going, and had only managed to complete the setting.

But none of that was the most important thing. What mattered most right now was figuring out how he, having just arrived in this world, could survive intact in this man-eating world.

Cybernetic space, cyber hackers.

Mutation modulation, mechanical augmentation.

Qi alchemists! Professionals!

Virtual contamination!

The AI revolution!

Xiao Qing must find a path through it all, one that leads to the supreme cybernetic throne.

“Now I can finally go home, right? If I don't update soon, my esteemed readers are going to mail me razor blades!!!”