扑街的末世群聊

It would already be bad enough to transmigrate into the world of the post-apocalyptic novel I wrote myself. Even worse, I have to act as a babysitter and save the group chat members who are struggling in all kinds of apocalyptic worlds.

But that still isn’t the worst part. The absolute worst part is that, as a transmigrator with a group chat system, I still have to become a reincarnation agent and work for the Main God to earn world origin in order to save the world I wrote, which is already on the verge of death.

Is there any transmigrator more miserable than me?