Jian You was bound to a quick transmigration System and became a cannon-fodder character in a novel, there to give the male lead experience points. Every time, he started from the hardest difficulty imaginable.
First world: A cultivation world. The male lead was surrounded by fire snakes, his natural bane, and Jian You became the one charging at the very front. The male lead brought his sword down over his head.
Second world: An alternate ancient setting. The male lead had his hamstrings severed and was thrown into an ancient tomb. Jian You became a thousand-year-old corpse in that tomb, about to be ground to dust.
Third world: The apocalypse arrived, and humanity went extinct. But the male lead had to survive by drinking human blood, so Jian You became the last human alive in the apocalypse.
Jian You looked at his bright red snake tail, his dust-covered skeletal body in the ancient tomb, or himself as the only human in a zombie world, and at Shao Yuan, the male lead before him, whose eyes were bloodshot...
He acted at once, swishing his snake tail cutely, pulling out his own bones to start a fire for the powerful man, and baring his fair, tender neck.
Things went well. Shao Yuan kept him by his side, and their relationship grew closer by the day. Just as the plot was gradually getting back on track thanks to Jian You's fixes, the male lead began looking at him in increasingly strange ways.
Shao Yuan toyed with his beautiful snake tail, his long, jade-like fingers seemingly brushing over his scales by chance. His expression was cool, but his tone held a hint of coaxing: "Why haven't you turned human yet?"
Jian You looked at the clothes torn to shreds nearby and fell silent.
In the next life, the weather was bitterly cold. Shao Yuan lay on the bed in thin clothes and gave a soft cough, his eyes full of grievance. "A-You, I think my cold illness is acting up again. I'm so cold. Could you come over and hold me?"
Jian You stared expressionlessly at the charcoal fire someone had just put out with their own hands, and moved even farther from the bed.
The male lead was acting way too strangely. Jian You decided he would make a run for it as soon as he finished the mission.
In the final apocalypse, Jian You hadn't done anything yet when someone shackled him with a chain.
Shao Yuan's hand moved inch by inch over his skin. His eyes held an extreme longing for blood, but his actions were frighteningly restrained. Seeing the fear in Jian You's eyes, he smiled and gripped the slender chain fastened to Jian You's ankle, then pulled him to his side with no room for refusal.
"Are you still going to run?"
Cover artist: Yuechi A Qin Huan
Theme: Whatever you do, see it through to the end.