Let us get this straight. All she ever wanted to do was to not move the needle. She wanted to tang ping. To rest, to lie down - to not move the needle.
She figured this place could jolly well be her escape. She could find a simple place, live her life. Plant some vegetables. Grow some potatoes. Nevermind that she had never touched any mud to save her life.
She was sure that anything was possible so long as she set her mind to it.
Like running away from some villain who was hellbent on killing her. What did she do now? There were several arrows fired at her.
[Meeting! I need a meeting now! What is going on?] She practically yelled to the system in her head.
The system was silent. She sighed. Based on her memory of this world. She was a