And then...

She stumbled into a pure white system space. When she turned around to look at where she came from, the hole through which she had jumped in had disappeared.

Jiang Ai felt like she had been deceived.

But since she has no way to go back, she has no choice but to start a new life here.

She encountered the "Men's Pregnancy System" in the system space and became bound to this terrifying system.

She needed to tell the system her name, but she was no longer a woman of the Jiang clan.

Jiang Ai then dropped her surname Jiang and adopted the new name Ai Cao (Artemisia argyi).

It was at that time that she officially became Artemisia argyi.

After learning some knowledge about the small worlds from the [Men's Fertility System], Ai Cao entered the first small world. Then came the second, and the third.

Until she accumulated enough luck and returned here.

The round mirror in front of the mugwort turned back into a ball of light. It danced merrily up and down, asking, "Have you remembered everything?"

“I remember now,” said Artemisia, “I jumped into that hole in the sky.”

"You patched the hole for her, so she helped you kill the male protagonist of this world," the ball of light said. "She connected that hole to the system, so you were able to enter the system's data space as a living person."

Artemisia fell silent for a moment.

She asked, "That woman with a human body and a snake's tail... I've heard her legend in modern society."

Jiang Ai, who belongs to this world, doesn't know, but Ai Cao, who has traveled through many small worlds, does.

With a human body and a snake's tail, he forged five-colored stones to mend the sky.

That woman is Nuwa.

Legend has it that she created the world. She molded yellow clay in her own image, and the clay, falling to the ground, became the first humans.

Although legends still tell of Nuwa having a husband in the modern world—but men in this world are unimportant. That so-called "husband" was probably fabricated by later generations of men.

“Yes, she is Nuwa,” the ball of light exclaimed, bouncing around. “She created the world, created humankind, and created countless gods! She is the most ancient god, and her blood flows through the earth, allowing countless young gods to protect humanity!”

The mugwort silently observed it.

Artemisia asked, "Are you a part of Nuwa?"

The ball of light froze.

It flew quietly around the mugwort a few times, then cautiously asked, "How did you find it?"

“You’re just as neurotic as her,” Ai Cao said with a cheerful smile. “But I like it—we’re both women, after all.”

“Besides, you don’t see yourself as that stone that became a ‘god.’ But you understand it and me very well,” Ai Cao said. “After thinking about it, I realize that only Nuwa, who created all of this, would know these things.”

The ball of light gave a dry laugh.

After laughing, Ai Cao continued to point out the flaws in its statement: "But the male protagonist of this world is not dead yet, and he cannot die for the time being."

She needed to watch over him as if he were a canary in a cage. She needed to prevent him from dying prematurely, lest his soul from another world choose another body to descend upon.

A smile appeared on the ball of light, just like the smile of the woman with a human body and a snake tail from before.

The light said, "But I have fulfilled my promise—the male protagonist is indeed 'dead'."

It stretched merrily in front of the mugwort, becoming a round mirror once again.

In the round mirror, an ordinary-looking man whom Ai Cao had never seen before stood in a blood-red system space.

The system space he was in was similar to the one where Ai Cao had been, except that the spindle-shaped structure at the center of that system space was blood red from the beginning.

The ball of light proudly declared, "That soul from another world will not come—he will remain in the system space forever."

Ai Cao asked, "Are they helping me?"

The round mirror waved up and down, nodding as if to say, "After all, you helped them, so in return, they're helping you too." It said with a smile, "If we're talking about seniority, you're their great-great-great-great-ancestor."

Artemisia silently gazed at the reflection in the mirror. The man who considered himself the chosen one stood beside the spindle-shaped body, a mixture of pride and anticipation in his eyes.

But the spindle will never respond to him.

"The male protagonist of this world will always be that little boy you've met," Yuan Jing promised. "You don't need to be so worried about his life, death, and future."

"Go ahead and do it!" Round Mirror laughed. "If you want to be king, then be a king and show me!"

Artemisia asked, "You don't need me to be that 'special' person anymore?"

Round Mirror laughed loudly.

"You are already a special person, my dear child!"

Artemisia frowned. But the Mirror of Light before her continued to laugh loudly, saying, "In this world, you are the only one who wants to be 'King'! Don't look at me like that, my child—even if it's just a glimmer in your soul, it foreshadows your specialness!"

The mugwort said, "But I have companions."

She said calmly, "Jiang Ai has no companions, but I have companions." She grasped the overlapping pendants around her neck, "Xia Moli and the others are my companions, and the patriarchs and mothers of this world are also my companions."

“So I’m just an ordinary person,” Ai Cao said. “If you need a female lead, then you should find a younger girl.”

The ball of light emitted a muffled laugh. It flattened and rolled its body back into a ball of light.

The ball of light asked, "Why do you deny your own uniqueness?"

Ai Cao thought for a moment and said, "Because I am just an ordinary person."

“No ordinary person in this world would want to be a ‘king’,” the ball of light said. “If you were just an ordinary person like them, you wouldn’t want to be a ‘king’. What’s wrong with tribes? Why bother unifying the world?”

Its problems come one after another, but the mugwort does not shy away from them.

"But I am just an ordinary person," Ai Cao said. Thinking of her companions, her expression softened, and she smiled, saying, "If there are two 'special' people, then they are no longer 'special' people."

“When I was very young, I also thought I was a special person,” Ai Cao said. “But now that I’m older, I know there are many people in the world who have the same ideas as me, and some have even put them into practice.”

"Therefore, I am not a special person, and naturally I will not become the heroine of this world."

The ball of light was briefly persuaded by her words.

The ball of light asked, "Then who is the female lead of this world?"

Artemisia laughed lightly.

She pointed to the ball of light, then to herself, and then opened her arms—

She said, "It's every woman in this world."

"They are all the female protagonists of this world."