So What If I'm a Wastrel? I'll Become a Superstar Through Filmmaking

[Zerg] [Everyone's Favorite] [Superpowers] [Showbiz] [Character Illustrations Included]

I, Noah, was so poor that I could only survive in the slums by writing third-rate novels.

Then I came across a battered book. It said: [Want to become the most powerful and charming male Zerg? (ง๑•̀_•́)ง]

Me: "With this body of mine, a gust of wind could knock me over."

The book: [I'm going to make you their god! I'm the noble Star God Prophecy Book, not some mass-produced crappy System! (#`Д´)ﾉ]

From then on, I gained a strange healing ability and became a strategic asset to the four supercomputers.

I also gained the [Star God's Blessing] ability, which could grant female Zerg powers based on the twelve zodiac signs.

But the price was... every awakening took half my life, and I had to outwit a snarky troublemaker.

Of course, I gained powers for self-protection, but if I wanted freedom, I still had to build a career.

So what if I started with mandatory filming? I could still make masterpieces for the ages.

And so, the Zerg gained a superstar who drove every female Zerg wild:

The red-haired rock singer, my sworn brother, who risked his life to save me, obsessively giving me everything he had;

The lionhearted officer, who came to treat me with the authority of someone in power, putting aside all his pride and sharp edges to bow his head and dote on me;

The righteous deputy police chief, who stayed level-headed and treated me as an equal, privately wanting to be the only one to have all my trust and companionship;

The business elite, who had planned to weigh costs and benefits, blushing at the ears after I flirted with him, his heart set only on protecting me;

The imposing boxing champion, who stepped forward to guard me, then saw me once and became wholeheartedly devoted to me alone;

The burly cook, stoic and scrupulous about keeping his distance, quietly saving all his warmth and security for me;

And even more handsome men and burly hunks are waiting to be encountered.