A Vicious Villain, but a Max-Level Boss Who Slaughters the Newbie Village!

[Overlord-level charmer bottom x sunny yet twisted male top] Synopsis After Su Luo died, he was bound to a cannon-fodder roleplaying System and sent into various old-school angst novels to play the evil foil. [System: Dear Host, please play the wicked young master, the heartless substitute, the obsessive madman, or the shameless cannon fodder, and devote yourself to giving the protagonists their happy endings.] Su Luo: "You want me to play the villain. Are you sure?" The System beamed innocently. "Mm-hmm, absolutely." It had no idea that before long, its Host's incredible schemes would leave it consumed with regret. It would rather kneel and beg the Host to unbind it, spare the protagonists, and spare the System too. Su Luo gave a derisive laugh. "Oh, that sounds kind of interesting." [World One: Interstellar, the True and Fake Young Masters' Conquest] He was meant to be the foil to the protagonist, who was good, kind, and beautiful. The true young master, who knew the plot, was supposed to endure the bullying and harassment of the wicked fake young master Su Luo, waiting for him to go too far and anger everyone so they would throw him out. But... wait? Who could tell him how the young man who had been sitting in a wheelchair and acting like a tyrant just a moment ago had suddenly become the new king? The people adored him, the generals and ministers bowed to him, and the former leader willingly gave up the throne. Meanwhile, his admirers fought bitterly over him, tearing into one another. On the throne, Su Luo smiled with arrogance and flippancy. Instead of stopping them, he announced as if it were only natural: "Remember: gaze upon the king, admire the king, covet the king. This is my grace bestowed upon you, not your right to lust after me." [World Two: A Happy Accident, Rising to Fame in Entertainment] This was a bizarre nation built to create super idols, where people indulged in every pleasure, the whole country chased celebrities, and entertainment reigned supreme. Su Luo was a universally hated bit player who hadn't even made it past the preliminaries. Yet he bore the name of being the previous champion's adopted son. He turned the paparazzi's camera aside and sneered, "Super idol? Don't worry, I'd never want to compete for something that boring." Before long, his sharp tongue made him the voice of every celebrity's haters on a third-rate variety show, and the program became an overnight sensation. Even the serial killer casually playing a bit part on the neighboring set had no lines, yet won the support of countless fans. The screenwriter and director were forced to rewrite the ending for him. On the seventh day after declaring war, Su Luo was even invited onto a hit dating show, becoming the only male guest ever to receive a perfect score. #The cruel truth behind the idol competition SUPER NIGHT was that its twisted, glittering world let capital raise people as playthings to control the public. [Yet that young man, who treated everything with disdain, rose like the sun and ended the capital's endless night.] #This is the story of Su Luo, the last great superstar, as it would later be told far and wide. [World Three: The Apocalypse, the Stepping Stone Strikes Back] The apocalypse arrived. Zombies ran rampant, order collapsed, and everyone feared for their lives. The powerful had only chosen him as a second choice because his younger brother was sickly and possessed a rare mental ability. They pitied the boy and couldn't bear to use him. The powerless substitute had to throw himself under other men's bodies day and night just to survive. Poisoned by jealousy and resentment, he pushed someone out of a vehicle in desperation, only to inadvertently set that person on the path to an extraordinary destiny. So Su Luo decided to go all the way. He took all the supplies, then turned around and kicked every last person out of the vehicle. As the people in the road stared back in disbelief and fury, Su Luo smiled brightly from the driver's seat and waved as casually as could be. "Bye-bye." The others, now without their gear or food: "..." #What's wrong with a substitute who just wants to survive? #Your protagonist is fine, but my stepping stone is mine. #Click here to watch a cannon-fodder substitute slaughter his way through everything. - [World Four: The Demon God's Green Amber] The Little Sacrifice Strikes Back [World Five: The Sea Emperor's Pink Coral] The Devoted Lover Turns the Tables [World Six: The Victor's White Ivory] Confidential for now [World Seven: The Crow's Diamond Eyes] Confidential for now [Reading Guide] 1. Both leads are powerful: an invincible, overlord-level bottom x a sunny but dark and twisted male top. 2. The top isn't split into pieces and doesn't lose his memory. His mind is genuinely twisted, and this will become clear gradually. (Not in the context of coercive love.) 3. The bottom has a father complex, but he isn't romantically attracted to his "father." The father has his own CP, but the secondary couple appears in only one percent of the novel. 4. Chapter headings that are song titles or song lyrics will be marked with "*." Don't go! Little swallow, don't go! Take a look at my upcoming novel! Becoming a Cannon-Fodder Teacher at a Noble Academy [Super-strong, scheming demon king bottom x beastly, loyal-dog top] 1 Mo opened his eyes and realized he had transmigrated. He had become a cannon-fodder teacher at a magic academy: a half-tree spirit, half-human with an incredibly ugly face. His only redeeming quality was his talent for potion-making. The floating magic book told him this was a story about four noble F boys who bullied and tormented a commoner special-admissions student, only to fall for him, try to possess him by force, and ultimately be won over by his kindness. F1: The eldest son of a family of berserkers, arrogant and rough. F2: A genius of the curse-mage faction, gentle and clever but a pervert. F3: The youngest of the royal elves, elegant and perceptive but cold. F4: A descendant of an ancient magic dragon, adorable and sweet but evil. Magic Book: "Something has gone wrong. The F4 will indirectly cause the hero special-admissions student's death, making the world end prematurely. Please help them get together and save the world." Mo rested his chin on his hand, then said lightly, "But I'm the Demon King." Magic Book: "..." Mo smiled. "Besides, I've just conquered six worlds, and I'm only halfway through the last one." The magic book frantically flipped through its pages, then finally confirmed it. This guy really was the Demon King who had conquered six worlds and slain countless gods. Mo asked with great interest, "Go on, then. How do I save the world?" Magic Book: Silence is tonight's Cambridge. 2 A hundred years later, Enlu Academy had its second special-admissions student with no background or bloodline, admitted on merit alone. Not long after, rumors spread that the four most untouchable figures in the whole school, or even the entire continent, saw him as a thorn in their side. To teach the insolent commoner a lesson, they even found a way to get into his special class. Everyone: He's definitely done for now. But after waiting and waiting, at the school's grand banquet, they saw the F4 lead that potions teacher, whose face resembled a dead tree and who wore a long robe, to meet their families. One after another, they confessed their love to the teacher. They even fought viciously to win the title of his partner. And somehow, the special-admissions student had joined them. Before anyone could process this, they saw the teacher flick a finger, freezing all five of them in midair in the middle of their brawl. Mo announced with perfect composure, "Student-teacher romances are forbidden. Fighting outside training hours is forbidden. Taking up a teacher's vacation is forbidden. You broke all three rules. Apologize to everyone in turn, then accept your punishment. Be good, okay?" That day, the F4, who had always done whatever they pleased, obediently apologized and bowed until their backs nearly broke. 3 Enlu Academy had acquired the most powerful teacher in its history. He excelled in both the literary and martial arts, knew everything, and had no equal. All his students became unparalleled masters, devoted to the world and its protection. The low-ranked familiar he raised broke free of its beast form, became his unmatched protector, and followed at his heels forever. Rumor also had it that when he repelled the monstrous shadow that was about to devour the world, someone saw his true face. Radiant and dazzling, as beautiful as a deity, he perfectly embodied the meaning of unattainable. At that moment, in the teacher's tower, his fiery red-haired protector was sprawled on top of him, biting and licking him, ravenous as if feeding. Then the teacher suddenly cupped his face. The protector could only look into the Demon King's faintly flushed eyes, full of playful seduction, as he lightly tapped their lips together and said, "Didn't I teach you? You should start with a kiss." Theme: If you live only for yourself, you'll always be just shy of reaching the peak.