You Said I Was the Villain, So Why Is the Male Lead Doing Everything for Me?

I wake up as a doomed cannon-fodder villain in an immortal cultivation novel.

The System coldly assigns me a task: "Humiliate the male lead immediately and lay the groundwork for your own demise."

My overworked office-worker spirit blazes to life. I pull out a KPI evaluation sheet and ask, "Have you met your daily targets? Are you keeping up with the team's cultivation progress?"

The male lead is dumbfounded, the sect goes completely overboard with the grind, and then the plot falls apart entirely.

The male lead, who was supposed to kill me, shows up at my door late at night with a bloodied spirit sword. His gaze is dangerous. "Senior Brother, about today's assessment... could I get an A?"