Western Crossover: The Clown Survival Game

*The new novel "The Villain Organization's Slacking-Off Guide [Quick Transmigration]" is now underway, with 80,000 words already posted! It's an original story about brothers working for Cao Cao while their hearts lie with Han. Please add it to your collection! What can you do when you're a transmigrated wage slave in a villain organization? There's no way you're going to work seriously, and you don't know how to reform your image. Only slacking off can keep you going. Besides, the boss always ends up hanging from a lamppost at the hands of the protagonist. Teehee. The two worlds I've finished so far: World One: "The Demon Cult's Holy Maiden Elopes with the Hero Again. What Does That Have to Do with Me?" World Two: "The Overbearing Evil God Boss Falls in Love with My... KPI" * Comedic, snarky style, first person, with the male lead complaining throughout. * No romance. This is workplace fiction about a wage slave driven crazy by his boss. [As the Demon Cult's Right Guardian's assistant... no, wait, disciple, I've been kneeling on the freezing flagstones for two hours. Oh, no, of course I haven't done anything wrong. Rule number one of slacking off: never let your boss catch you making a mistake. I'm not the only one kneeling in the hall. Apart from my master and the Left Guardian next door, who are allowed to kneel on one knee, everyone else has their heads bowed and both knees on the ground, staring at the floor. Some are counting the bricks, while others are following the ants with their eyes. A few rookies in the back are still whispering to each other. I really worry about their intelligence and their lives. Do they not know that aside from talking too much and constantly lecturing people, our Demon Cult leader is also famous for being a sexist straight man? More importantly, he's so skilled at martial arts that he can hear everything happening within a ten-mile radius. Sure enough, after two hours of spitting words at us, the leader stopped. The guards then dragged the rookies from the back off to the poison-worm pit. After that, the leader began lecturing us even more indignantly about our cult's discipline, loyalty, and competence. He'd been saying this for at least a decade. For as many years as he'd been cult leader, he'd been saying it. Once the usual lecture, "You're the worst bunch of subordinates I've ever had," was over, the great leader waved his hand. We all chorused our congratulations to him on his "eternal reign," then rubbed our numb knees and slipped silently out of the hall.] A clown taken by a mysterious force to the "Nightmare Amusement Park" to compete in a survival game thinks today's been super fun too! Rookies: Shaking with fear, doing everything they can to survive. The clown: Pulls out dozens of playing cards, summons a bunch of superheroes and supervillains, and steamrolls every horror survival scenario... * Still no romance. * Still silly on the surface, and... pretty silly underneath too. * The revised version of "My Body Is in Cao's Camp, but My Heart Is with Han" has a synopsis up. Everything except the first story has been rewritten. It's a Quick Transmigration fanfic featuring TV and film characters. Please add it to your collection! Theme: Hold on to your kindness, and never be defeated by adversity or darkness.