There was no longer anything Annie could do about the PDC—the Planetary Defense Council—the ETO's reaction, or the furious public outcry sweeping the globe.
She had suddenly realized that no matter what the keyboard warriors thought or said, it didn't seem to affect her at all. She could still eat and drink as she pleased, sleep until well into the afternoon, and wake to find top chefs from every faction standing by to serve her, with a fresh spread of dishes ready on time every day. Life was so comfortable and pleasant that it put even the villa managed by the Everywhere Corporation in her last world to shame.
So she simply let herself go. She continued enjoying everything without a shred of guilt, while trading barbs with the keyboard warriors in a certain "Wallfacer-busting" forum who had nothing better to do than criticize her.
Like now.
With nothing to do today and lunch just finished, Annie had naturally started wandering around the enormous Jiangnan-style garden estate she called home.
Yes, you read that right. This estate was her home now.
Maybe it hadn't been before, when she could only be considered a guest. But now it really was hers—and not only that, there were two military bases on its outskirts, with at least several thousand troops serving as free guards and awaiting her orders. She didn't even have to pay their salaries.
The main reason was that she was a Wallfacer now. If she said this land belonged to her, then it did. Even if it hadn't before, it did now! It was just like how she'd said she wanted to eat a panda, and the very next day someone had rushed over with one, along with a professional team to raise it. That was how unreasonable things could