The Try-Hard Cannon Fodder Stole the Protagonist’s Place

My name is Bai Mumu, and I'm the ultimate overachiever in the cannon-fodder world.

When other people transmigrate, they're either queens or immortal venerables. I'm the only one rushing from set to set. I was just killed by the collateral damage from the romance between a holy maiden cultivator and a Demon Lord, and now I have to be a stepping stone in a political drama about a queen and her loyal guard.

Honestly, I'm busier than the main cast. At least I get to enjoy the drama firsthand and rant about it afterward. It's pretty fun.

Then Ye Canglan showed up, another overachiever who stole my place as the top cannon fodder.

From then on, we went all out trying to outdo each other. He played the scheming male supporting character, so I became the scheming female supporting character. He did tragic drama, so I played the darkened villain.

In the end, we even stole the male and female leads' task of saving the world.

The Heavenly Dao was enraged and sent down divine punishment.

But just as the heavenly lightning struck, Ye Canglan, who had always been terrified of dying, shielded me and stared coldly at the sky.

“Want to touch her? Then ask the sword in my hand if it agrees.”