I'll Draw a Circle and Curse You

After transmigrating into a world where everyone changes class, Su Wen has just one wish: Give me a useless class so I can lie low until the end of time.

And that’s exactly what he gets: Circle Formation Mage, potential rating: none. The whole town bursts out laughing.

Su Wen laughs too. Because he’s also awakened two golden fingers: [Lucky Misfortune] lets him kick up divine gear while walking, and [The Great Dao of Circles] turns any circle he draws into a formation.

From then on, he draws circles to curse his enemies, protect his own skin, and rake in money by the day.

Everyone thinks he’s a reclusive master and lets their imaginations run wild. The Demon Supremes kneel to pay him protection money, while the gods descend to beg him to become a god.

Su Wen just wants to say: Stop making things up. I’m just a guy who sells circles.

It’s not until the reincarnated Creator God comes to ask him to be his master that he sighs and says:

“One circle costs ten gold coins. No credit.”