Full-Time Carry for Long Aotian

Chi Manyu is a gaming streamer, famous in the streaming world for his abysmal gacha luck. Recently, he started playing a notoriously pay-to-win gacha game with no pity system. After three hundred pulls, his best result was an SR card.

A comment floated past: Wow, that's Wutan Bing. He's pretty useful early on.

Chi Manyu was overjoyed, thinking his luck had finally turned. Wutan Bing's character design and card art had also hit him right in the heart, so from then on, he poured all his resources into Wutan Bing alone.

He fed Wutan Bing experience until he reached max level; pulled furiously on the banner and dismantled every card, just to trade them for resources to upgrade Wutan Bing's card; and decked him out in the highest-level equipment...

As the game got harder and harder, the SR card was gradually phased out because its stats were too low and its skills were primitive.

Only Chi Manyu remained true to his original choice. He spent night after night studying how to clear stages with Wutan Bing, and ended up making himself the number one player by sheer effort.

Comments: Stop using that busted SR card!

Chi Manyu: Quiet. I've got my own rhythm.

One day, he transmigrated into the game, but the master of rhythm still wouldn't change his ways.

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Wutan Bing had once been a peerless genius of his sect, blessed with an exceptional constitution and praised by everyone as the sect's senior disciple. But an accident destroyed his constitution, turning him into a taboo subject within the sect. Only the junior disciple who had just joined treated him with great warmth.

Almost too much warmth.

Wutan Bing: Junior Brother, are you sure you want to go on this mission with me?

Chi Manyu: Mm-hmm, I do, Senior Brother.

Wutan Bing: Junior Brother, my constitution is ruined. I might hold you back.

Chi Manyu: It's fine, Senior Brother. I just figured out a new way to clear it. We only need to hit the boss with five hundred basic attacks, then unleash our ultimate move to expose its fatal weakness. If we combine that with our slick footwork, we can take it down easily.

Wutan Bing: ?

At the same time, Wutan Bing noticed that strange things were happening around the sect with increasing frequency.

Promising disciples who had just joined the sect would disappear the very next day, leaving their clothes and luggage behind in their rooms.

His equipment kept getting stronger, and was about to surpass even the sect leader's.

One day, Chi Manyu even brought him a bag of fertility pills. “Senior Brother, these pills will do wonders for your constitution. Ah, open wide.”

Wutan Bing: ...

Chi Manyu: (Dismantles every character he pulls and uses the resources to upgrade Senior Brother.) (All the good equipment has to go to Senior Brother.) (Hmm? Fertility pills can greatly enhance your constitution? Let's get 99!) (Aww! Senior Brother won't take them QAQ) (Can't let them go to waste. I'll eat them myself. Munch, munch.)

Wutan Bing: ...Junior Brother, don't eat things carelessly.

*Husband and husband team up to level up and fight monsters

*This is not a pregnancy story

*The title and blurb may change, but the central premise won't

The recipient: His senior brother seemed a little weak, so he trained hard, only to discover he'd become a dragon-pride protagonist himself. The pursuer: A true dragon-pride protagonist who loves being protected by his husband, but if you dare hurt my husband, prepare to die.

Theme: Those who work hard at life shine brightly.