It was nothing more than going to sleep, but upon waking up I have actually transmigrated into the novel I wrote myself. Transmigrate then transmigrate, yet I am also being choked by the neck. The system tells me to walk the white lotus path, but I refuse to do so. The system completely gives up, and I outwit the powerful official in the novel world. Prince Regent, enemy state hostage, immortal sect master—none of them even think about running. Obediently watch me as I storm through the novel world.