1 Having no OP Abilities

Player: Yu Yan

Title: Incompetent Queen, ???

Role: Side Villain, ???

Type: ???

Affiliation: None

Aliases: ?????

Lv. 193

Strength: 40 [???: 50] Intelligence: 80 [???: 30]

Speed: 50 [???: 20] Skill: 75 [???: 10]

Personal Attribute: [Immortality] SSS Class

Skills:

[Diversion] A Class [Mockery] A+ Class

[Eye for Talent] B Class [Strategy] D+ Class

[Malevolence] C Class [Self-Preservation] A+ Class

[Janus-Like] B+ Class [???] ??? Class

Traits:

[Practical] believes only in the feasible

[Lofty] aloof when disinterested

[Stubborn] carries out her plans to the end

[Hypocritical] can be deceitful and insincere, but does not like it in others

[Adaptable] able to adjust to the situation extremely quickly

[Slothful] lazy

[Thorough] performs and plans in great detail

[Talented] high potential in multiple areas

Warning, this player contains unauthorized information that [Player Ye Zhao] is currently unable to access. Approach with caution.

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OP: In video gaming, anime, and sports, OP is a shorthand for overpowered, describing an indomitable character or player.

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Yu Yan sighed.

Those who reincarnate in novels usually have at least some kind of skill, at least some kind of adaptability that came with an OP halo and plot armor.

Other than the fact that she was an intelligent enough heiress, Yu Yan felt that if being a transmigrator were a job, she would have nothing to put on her application.

Not that she wanted to be one.

Surviving in a world took effort that she couldn't be bothered to put in.

Yu Yan might be lazy, but she wasn't boring.

Yu Yan had a multitude of hobbies, ranging from korean pop to manga to webnovels to art. But how could she upkeep these hobbies?

The answer? Her father.

Self-made multi-millionaire Yu Yiming moved from China to Singapore, where he established his business empire. This funded her kpop album collection, manga collection, premium webnovel subscription, as well as her academic pursuits.

However, Yu Yan herself was known for being incredibly lazy.

"Ha."

Yu Yan had recently finished a webnovel titled "REBUILD", a fantasy story following a male protagonist named Ye Zhao who had reincarnated into the body of a commoner in a novel he had read called "XUEHUA'S RESILIA". REBUILD followed Ye Zhao's journey to reunite the former kingdom of Resillia by becoming stronger, collecting the Four Holy Swords and rebuilding the once-glorious nation before marrying the original protagonist, Zhang Xuehua.

Yu Yan rated it nine stars out of ten, a star being taken off for there being no visible antagonists, just temporary rivals, a pet peeve of hers, and Ye Zhao being the type of OP main character that she sometimes disliked. However, the writing and world-building was incredibly detailed, and she couldn't help but add it to one of her favorites.

And she had woken up as a character in "REBUILD".

And not as the protagonist, or the female lead.

She had woken up as the person who had destroyed the kingdom, the queen she shared her name with, Her Majesty Yu Yan, the queen of Resilia twenty years before the story started.

Not even a villain - a secondary villain who everyone cursed as one of the most stupid villains in history.

And this was two weeks before her death.

"Ai, Belluse." Yu Yan sighed. "My life is so pitiful..."

"Your Majesty, you-"

"You worry too much, you'll get wrinkles."

Yu Yan's noticeable accent was something she had tried to get rid of when she realized her situation. But it was a habit that she continued in private, much to the chagrin of her personal maid, Belluse.

Belluse sighed. "Your Majesty-"

Yu Yan scoffed. "It's not like I'm not a figurehead. No one cares whether I wake up or not."

"Your Majesty…"

"I really do need to go to the toilet..."

"Your Majesty-"

After taking a long shit, Yu Yan checked the papers on her desk.

She had scrawled down all the events she had remembered related to the current Yu Yan.

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On the last day of the last week of the last month of the Year of Solaris, the commoners from the villages will storm the Palace after the Firefight and succeed in defeating the Resilia Knights, the first line of defense, with the help of Sir Antony.

Most royalist nobles will be captured, all nobles in political positions of power will be burned alive within the week.

The Queen Yu Yan will be executed seven days later after the Storming, although she was only a figurehead for the nobles, she will face a slow and painful death by poison lasting hours.

Resilia will be thrown into anarchy for the next twenty years.

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"I curse you, author," Yu Yan muttered.

The author of "REBUILD", an unknown user by the name of ShiningScales124, was almost like a reclusive hermit whom no one knew anything about.

They were always in Yu Yan's prayers.

For them to get mental help.

Of course, it wasn't their fault they poisoned her off with a slow, painful death.

But it still didn't make the situation any better.

Ha.

Yu Yan's plan to get out of the sticky situation?

Go along with the situation to its peak, fake her death by pretending to kill herself and burn herself alive, place a charred body in her place, and run off to the neighboring kingdom.

The butterfly effect always happened in these novels.

Whenever the isekai protagonists did something and the novel deviated from its course, they would always be surprised and slip up, causing someone to suspect their identity.

Yu Yan didn't want to cause that.

All she wanted was to fake her death and quietly slip away with only her maid.

It may seem like she was running away, but the job of stabilizing the country was Ye Zhao and Zhang Xuehua's job, not hers. Besides, she didn't care much for Resilia. Just because her current body was the puppet Queen of Resilia, didn't mean she had an obligation to save it.

It really was that simple.

At least, it was to her.

Which was why she had asked Belluse to discreetly allocate Yu Yan's savings to build a small mansion in a reclusive spot as soon as possible, while preparing a carriage to said reclusive spot and two replacement bodies.

"Your Majesty." Belluse approached from behind. "The charred bodies are ready."

In the story, Belluse was Ye Zhao the commoner's aunt by marriage, who had died, leaving Ye Zhao's uncle childless. When Ye Zhao was said to have seen the weeping Ye Ming on Belluse's death anniversary, he had been struck with a desire to reunite Resilia to stop all the unnecessary loss and to take over Zhang Xuehua's job.

Yu Yan had initially hesitated to keep Belluse by her side, but time and time again Belluse had proven to be incredibly loyal.

"Belluse." Yu Yan turned serious. "I need to tell you something."

She had put off telling her, but now there was no choice.

Everyone would procrastinate until the deadline.

Yu Yan had just finished her college entrance exams before transmigrating to the puppet Queen's body. She remembered getting her scores back. She hadn't studied. From the beginning to the possible end of her life, Yu Yan had scraped by on pure talent and background.

But even then, she had procrastinated on studying.

Not because she was arrogant, but because she believed in her own competence.

And that was proven in her results.

After all, didn't the ends define the means?

Belluse blinked.

"Tomorrow, the commoners will storm the Palace. We will be captured, and before our capture, we'll set the whole wing on fire and leave only the two bodies behind. Afterwards, we'll hop on the carriage and go to the house in Elevyar. Alright?"

Belluse blinked again.

"You can't tell your husband or your relatives, or keep contact with them. Otherwise, we'll be in trouble. You can stay behind if you must, but this is the safest option."

After seemingly confirming that Yu Yan wasn't joking, Belluse hesitated.

"Your Majesty-"

"Ai, you going to ask how I'm sure that this will happen?" Yu Yan relaxed. "I'm blessed with a gift called 'Omniscience.'"

She was lying, of course; but this was the only plausible explanation.

No sane person would believe an incompetent's weightless words.

"I know you and Ye Ming got married secretly and live together because your parents didn't approve. I know that Ye Ming has a brother named Ye Han, and a nephew who they're planning to name Ye Zhao. So I know that this will happen. I was only pretending to be a pawn."

The worry in Belluse's eyes didn't cease as Yu Yan sighed, pulling all the argument skills she had as the heiress Yu Yan out of her hat to try and soothe her.

"Belluse, I'm telling the truth. Why won't you believe me~ no one believes me..."

She tried appealing to Belluse's pity to her, the puppet queen.

Yu Yan usually didn't like manipulating people, but she felt this was necessary. Even after only two weeks, she realized Belluse's unconditional devotion. She didn't want the former Yu Yan's only friend to die.

After all, she was abandoning the former queen's kingdom. Saving her friend was the least she could do, right?

"Belluse, let's think about this realistically. This is our only option."

She tried taking a practical standpoint to appeal to Belluse's down-to-earth personality.

She channeled her inner telemarketer and door-to-door salesman - even then, it took half a day to convince Belluse, who reluctantly agreed.

Yu Yan finally struck gold when she used the fearmongering technique that advertisements used, implying that Ye Ming would be in danger if Belluse didn't leave. It was low, she knew, but she didn't want Belluse to die.

"Alright, Your Majesty. But please, let me have this one night to say goodbye."

Yu Yan shooed her away. "En, go go go."

Yu Yan hadn't been planning to inform Belluse last minute, but it had been harder to adjust to her surroundings than expected, what with the sleazy nobles and the slimeballs who tried to trick her.

It was hard pretending to be stupid.

Yu Yan sighed again.

Yu Yan had listed two possible obstacles to her plans: the Archduke and the Grand Duchess.

Resilia's nobles were ranked as such: The Queen, the Archduke, the Grand Duke, a Duke, a Marquis, a Count, a Viscount, and finally, a Baron.

The Archduke was the original Yu Yan's brother, a sleazy yet calculating playboy named Yu Xin. He knew everything about the former Yu Yan, and had been one of the reasons Yu Yan ended up as a puppet for the high nobles. Two-faced and ruthless, Yu Xin was definitely one to stay away from.

Yu Yan remembered that Yu Xin's illegitimate son had been one of Ye Zhao's original rivals - she said rival, but really she meant a target of the ever-prominent duels prevalent in the genre.

After five years of controlling the lazy Yu Yan, however, Yu Yan had given up on monitoring her activities.

But, just in case, Yu Yan had secretly slipped poison into the Marquis Zhao's tea, which had created a diversion and had magnified the current situation. Yu Xin was currently too busy investigating the rare pokeberry poison to notice Belluse's gathering of fire victims.

Even if he did, Yu Yan could easily pass it off as a playful hobby.

The next obstacle was the Grand Duchess Chen.

Yu Yan noted with gratitude that currently the Grand Duchess was facing a scandal of her daughter getting pregnant with the butler and the discovery of the butler embezzling funds from the Chen estate.

It really was quite convenient.

'Thank you, author, for your complicated worldbuilding.

Apologies for cursing you.'

Most of "REBUILD" 's characters had simple names that were easy to memorize, and Yu Yan had taken it upon herself to do so.

Divide and conquer.

Except Yu Yan wasn't the one doing the conquering. She was just giving the division a little push in the right direction, that was all.

"Ah." Yu Yan sighed.

The bodies had to be in a similar position to those of suicide victims, and had to have similar height and body shape to Yu Yan's and Belluse's. Yu Yan would pretend to throw a tantrum, Belluse would send away the wing's servants, and while the commoners and knights were fighting, they would slip away and run to the carriage Belluse had prepared.

Fingering the kerosene bottle in her right hand, Yu Yan waited.

And waited.

Watching the moonlight glimmer through the translucent curtains, it was almost intoxicating. Yu Yan swayed, as if almost drunk, and closed her eyes.

And drifted off to sleep.

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