Anna Reed had finally beaten out a million competitors to pass the postgraduate entrance exam and get admitted into the Marxist Philosophy major.
She wasn't doing it for some grand ideal—just to secure her future and live a stable life with a decent job. She had no plans to get married; staying single was fine, or maybe finding a wealthy woman to settle down with and get cozy... That was how things were supposed to go.
For some reason, the world changed drastically, and life turned into an endless cycle of eating quarantine meals while playing games. One day, as she opened the interface of her favorite Paradox game, Stellaris, a sudden spark of electricity flashed.
*Crackle!*
"Please abide by the 'Dormitory Student Regulations' Rule No. 1: Do not bring power strips onto your bed, otherwise the school cannot guarantee your safety."
Thinking about that now was useless. When Anna woke up again, she was lying on a patch of grass, surrounded by birdsong, the fragrance of flowers, and swaying green trees.
"Did I transmigrate?"
Following the girl's exclamation, a panel appeared in the bottom right corner of her vision. A [Mini-map] automatically displayed her current location: Unnamed River. It even showed detailed mineral deposits, topographic contours, and vegetation status. On a macro scale, the surrounding dozens of kilometers were a vast plain of black soil.
The mini-map's scale could zoom down to visual range; the river didn't look far, and she reached it after a short jog.
Using the water as a mirror, Anna suddenly froze.
Gazing into the trickling stream was a silver-haired girl with shoulder-length hair. She had a delicate face with soft features, brown eyes sparkling like stars, and fair, supple skin with healthy muscle lines. Compared to her former shut-in self, it was as if she had undergone a complete marrow-cleansing. Most importantly, her limbs were long and she was tall—standing at an estimated two meters—with no discomfort at all. Her body felt brimming with inexhaustible energy.
Anna reached out like lightning and snatched a catfish from the rapids. The thirty-centimeter-long, plump fish twitched once and then went still—her slender fingers had crushed bone and flesh together. It was practically ready to be used as dumpling filling.
Food wouldn't be a problem.
Power surged within her; she felt like she could crush diamonds with her bare hands. The Way of the Maiden was now officially serialized!
However, the next moment, Anna collapsed to the ground as if her energy had burned out. Fatigue washed over her limbs, and her consciousness grew hazy, as if death were staring her in the face.
Her survival instinct made her glance at the mini-map.
It looked like a classic "golden finger," but there was no response—it clearly wasn't an intelligent type. As she called out mentally, a panel similar to a game interface popped up.
[Create Initial Race. You will write a creation epic for a race, become their bloodline ancestor, receive supreme reverence, and lead them on a journey to the sea of stars.]
[Next Stage: Create a political entity within this race to unlock the National Focus Tree.]
"It looks like Stellaris!" The silver-haired girl's eyes lit up. "Not entirely. It seems to be a mash-up of Paradox panels, with a higher degree of freedom for editing. But the race trait point system is similar."
So the next step was to lead a race to conquer the world as a national collective consciousness?
The Galactic Guardian sits up in shock; another year of vying for the stars.
No wonder Anna felt extremely weak. A rootless national consciousness would quickly dissipate. She had to create a primary ethnic group and a political entity. Using her post-transmigration body as a prototype, she inputted genetic information and began editing a new race.
Appearance had to be a priority. Preferably anime-style, with colorful hair and eyes—so she could get cozy with them.
[Race: Succubus]
[Description: Parthenogenetic oviparous, develops throughout life without aging, long lifespan. Note: Due to worldview correction, this species can carry inherited memories and possesses top-tier magical talent.]
What did "due to worldview correction" mean? Was this not the Earth Online world located in the Laniakea Supercluster - Virgo Supercluster - Local Group - Milky Way - Orion Arm - Gould Belt - Local Bubble - Local Interstellar Cloud - Oort Cloud - Solar System's third planet?
The silver-haired girl looked up at the sky: one sun, one moon, and an oppressive red giant planet looming overhead.
Identified at a glance as a pure isekai world.
Anna currently had too little information to make a full judgment. The system pop-up interrupted her thoughts. According to Stellaris mechanics, she had to add racial traits.
The familiar panel made her subconsciously start operating. Wait—why was the only available race "Succubus"? Had the classic isekai dragons and angels already been taken? Fortunately, the system was flexible enough to bridge any racial gaps.
[Select "Succubus" Race Traits]
**Positive Traits—**
- Intelligent: This species has a highly developed brain and can easily accept rapid scientific progress.
- Industrious: This species is very hardworking and resilient, always trying to push beyond the limits of their efforts.
- Strong: This species' physical strength is almost powerful enough to subvert the laws of physics.
- Rapid Breeders: This species has a short reproductive cycle and rapid population growth.
- Charismatic: This species possesses a special charm, and any other creature is willing to be close to them.
- Rapid Recovery: This species can heal quickly after being injured and will protect their home through combat like a furious Broodmother Spider.
**Negative Traits—**
- Decadent: This species needs to rely on enslaving other species to satisfy their self-esteem.
- Seductive: This species reveres reproductive behavior and can enter estrus at any time after reaching adulthood.
- Wasteful: This species does not like frugality and pursues a high-quality lifestyle.
To ensure balance, racial point allocation was divided between positive and negative traits. Assigning points to powerful traits required paying a price. So far, everything was within an acceptable range—the system was already far more flexible than rigid game mechanics.
As race creation completed, Anna's body underwent changes. Two small horns grew on her head, and a tail appeared behind her. Stroking the base of it felt itchy and made her flush.
It seemed the physical manifestation of the national will was consistent with the primary race.
This feeling was too strange; she didn't want to experience it again. From now on, she had to focus on maintaining the dominant position of the primary race.
Her continued existence depended on only three things: population, population, and population.
Although there were negative traits, they were all manageable. For example, "Decadent" just meant enslaving other races—slavery was very effective in the early stages of development. As for "Seductive"... that was harder to say; she'd have to enforce some moral standards. And "Wasteful"? No need to worry. Pursuing a happy, high-quality life was everyone's innate right—as long as development was fast enough, the concept of waste wouldn't even apply.
Anna viewed the yet-to-be-born new race as her children. Having transmigrated to an isekai world alone, this group of succubi was her only reliance. Naturally, she hoped they would lead fulfilling, high-quality lives.
Intuition told her that this fantasy world was not simple and was full of danger. Strength was the key to the future.
No matter how the world changed, the Succubus race had the confidence to become the protagonists of the stage.
[Ding! New race "Succubus" has been created.]
[Newbie Reward: 300 initial individuals provided.]
The moment the system prompt ended, a hurricane swept across the riverbank, stinging Anna's cheeks. One by one, eggshells appeared on the grassy plain—pure white and about half the height of a person.
*Crackle, crackle!* The sound of shattering echoed one after another.
A full 300 petite girls hatched from their shells; the scene was practically paradise on earth.
They were about one meter tall—roughly half the height of Anna's adult form. The succubus hatchlings were born with hair, could see as soon as they opened their eyes, and could walk without being taught. The eggshells automatically transformed into simple white dresses, their bodies emitting a golden glow, and the scent of jasmine drifted on the wind. This scene wasn't scientific at all; it was more like the birth of creatures comparable to dragons in a magical worldview.
*So cute. I feel healed.*
Anna was just feeling happy when she was suddenly surrounded by the girls. They chirped and babbled, jumping around with curiosity sparkling in their eyes.
From then on, no matter which direction Anna moved, a team of a hundred followed her grandly—like a kindergarten class being let out. It seemed the Succubus race had imprinting behavior, prioritizing recognition and following of the first moving life form they saw—their mother.
However, high-intelligence succubi wouldn't behave like ducklings mistaking a person for their parent. They could identify Anna as an elder, since the race was modeled after her.
Facing the numerous hatchlings, the silver-haired girl felt a heavy responsibility. *You can't even speak clearly yet—what will happen in the future?*