Soul Snatcher in Another World

“Miss Xiangsi, remember to keep in touch!” the Judge reminded her yet again. “I know.” Xiangsi didn't even look at him. She thought the Judge was so long-winded. Keep in touch? What did he think this was? Was she supposed to call or send an email when she had some free time, or chat on QQ? She was going to another plane. Keep in touch? She was sneaking across herself, so who was she supposed to contact? “Miss Xiangsi, come back soon!” “Let's go.” Xiangsi finally couldn't take it anymore and spoke to the ghost messenger beside her. Come back soon? Did he mean she should hurry up and die again? That Judge really had a knack for jinxing people. Where was she going? Obviously, she was going to transmigrate. That's right, this was a transmigration operation with an organization, discipline, purpose, and plan. The King of Hell had approved it, and the Judge had arranged the escort. She'd thought she'd surely end up in the world she'd carefully selected. But even the most careful planning had its blind spots. A fugitive from the underworld had made a complete mess of things. Not only had she ended up in the wrong world, she had taken over the wrong body, too. What was she supposed to do now? And how was she supposed to complete her soul-reaping mission?