Terminal Cancer, So I Turned My Body into a Game

He transmigrates to a parallel-world Blue Star, but he's a terminal cancer patient with little time left.

To make matters worse, the System he got as a transmigrator is a game development System.

Is this some kind of joke?

But if ordinary medical treatment can't cure cancer,

then he might as well use the System's abilities to turn his body into a game.

Bacteria, viruses, cancer cells, malignant tumors, and more are all turned into dungeon bosses and mobs.

Then he recruits players and lets them choose their classes.

White blood cells become warriors, while red blood cells become support units.

Killer T cells, Helper T cells, macrophages...

When powerful cell abilities fall into the hands of the players,

what do cancer cells matter?

What do tumors matter?

Do you have any idea how terrifying players are? No matter how difficult a level is, it'll be nothing in the face of a top-tier player.

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to actual persons or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.