Transmigrating Into a Book, the Villain Becomes the White Moonlight!

1: Chapter 1: Transmigrated into a book for eighteen years, only to discover I’d pulled the wrong person?---

Say no more, I’ve been in and out of the ’small dark room’ so many times I’m about to break down.

It’s normal for some things not to match up.

System Administration Bureau · Accident Handling Department

”Do you have any idea you hit the wrong person? Such a serious accident, and you haven’t even realized it until now!”

Inside the supervisor’s office, the air pressure was so low it was suffocating.

A girl with an intern badge hanging from her neck and a man in a jumpsuit with the ”Space-Time Freight” logo stood obediently side by side, weathering the storm.

The man in the jumpsuit awkwardly scratched his stubbly chin and tried to explain, ”Chief, it was pouring rain on the mission route that day, and visibility was too low. This kid... uh, this target, suddenly rushed out from the roadside greenery, and his biological signal band was very close to the original target’s...”

”Shut up!”

The supervisor sprang from his leather chair, rounding the large mahogany desk in an instant, and closed in on the man. Spittle nearly flew into the man’s face.

”I give you a job, and you either complain about space-time turbulence or make excuses about bad weather! I’m telling you, if you can’t do this job, there’s a line of people behind you who want to!”

Then, the supervisor’s sharp gaze turned to the girl trying her best to stay unnoticed. ”I’m talking to him, but that doesn’t mean you’re off the hook! He’s been living there for eighteen years! Eighteen years! And only now did you realize the soul wavelengths don’t match! How have you been doing your monitoring job? Sleepwalking?!”

The girl shrank back at the shouting, her voice as faint as a mosquito’s buzz. ”Su... Supervisor, it’s mainly because... their names, appearances, and even birth times are identical. The monitoring system didn’t trigger any alarms early on, so I misjudged at first... Look at this...”

She timidly handed over the electronic tablet, her fingertips trembling slightly.

The supervisor snatched the tablet. The screen displayed two sets of personal profiles side-by-side—highly similar yet completely different:

[Original Transmigration Target]

Name: Su Bai

Gender: Male

Core Personality Traits: Kind and intelligent, resilient, highly responsible, ambitious, meticulous, possesses leadership potential...

Mission Summary: Replace the original Villain of this world line, intercept the opportunities of the child of destiny, and reverse the world’s power structure.

Mindset: Strive for progress, a lifetime of struggle.

[Actual Target Arrived]

Name: Su Bai

Gender: Male

Core Personality Traits: Foul-mouthed expert, low moral standards, zero sense of responsibility, the epitome of waiting around to die, lacking compassion, extreme sexual repression...

Current Analysis: Aside from basic identity information, completely deviates from the target personality template.

Mindset: Top-tier slacker; if there’s money, it’s all about indulgence.

The core of this transmigration mission was to have a soul with a righteous core play the Villain, skillfully seizing the resources and luck that originally belonged to the Protagonist.

However, by some strange twist of fate, the Su Bai who was sent over had a nature almost identical to the original Villain in the book who needed to be replaced—the only difference being that before transmigrating, he was poor.

This led to a devastating problem: this Su Bai had no desire to build a career, let alone take the initiative to oppose the Protagonist or fight for some illusory opportunities.

His current philosophy of survival was simple and pure: if he had money, he’d squander it; if not... at worst, he’d die. It wasn’t like he hadn’t been hit by a truck before.

It was virtually impossible to expect someone so devoid of ambition to complete the system missions.

The supervisor scanned the tablet irritably and threw it back to the girl like trash, his tone not softening one bit. ”Is that your excuse for shirking responsibility? You managed to make such a massive blunder in a low-dimensional world rated only F, and you still expect to become a full-time employee? Let me be clear: if this mission isn’t completed, you can pack your bags and get out! As for how to complete it, that’s your problem. I only care about the results!”

”Yes... Supervisor.”

The girl kept her head bowed low, not daring to offer any further defense.