What! The Cannon Fodder Fell in Love [Quick Transmigration]

Take a look at my preorders, please save this poor author Q_Q. Upcoming works: Quick Transmigration: I Keep Getting My Grass Ruthlessly Trampled and What Do I Do After Becoming a Female Zerg? Please add them to your favorites~ Blurbs at the end ↓ Everyone knows how exciting the Child of Destiny's rise to the top can be. The road is paved with countless cannon fodder who sacrifice themselves along the way, and their endings are one more tragic than the next. That's why the cannon-fodder department is a place everyone avoids, and its employees are collectively known as "unlucky bastards." Chen Heming is the most senior and most famous "old unlucky bastard" in the cannon-fodder department. As a poor cannon-fodder character, his greatest wish is to finish the plot, escape the fate of getting caught in the protagonist's crossfire, become a respectable background character, and live out the rest of his life in peace. But now, there's a complication in his life: someone keeps stopping him from following the plot properly. With his "Employee of the Year" title on the line, Chen Heming gives up and embraces the chaos. If you can't beat them, join them. Hey, there's no shame in living off your husband's money. What else can I do, divorce him? 1. Modern era (innocent cannon fodder who died horribly) Complete √ 2. Western fantasy (little cannon fodder who failed to become a saint) Complete √ Chen Heming: Wait, I may not be able to become a saint, but that doesn't mean I want to defect! ⊙▽⊙ 3. School life (forever second place) Complete √, Weak gong warning Genius neighbor with an extraordinary intellect: Tsk. With me tutoring you, let's see if first place ever goes to anyone else. Chen Heming trembled: N-no need. Being number two forever is pretty good... 4. Ancient times (after failing in the succession struggle) In progress... The order of the worlds is undecided, but I still want to ask you to add it to your favorites, sob sob Preorder: Quick Transmigration: I Keep Getting My Grass Ruthlessly Trampled. Please add it to your favorites, sob sob Wei Rui, a herb immortal who only wanted to retire in the celestial realm, one day discovers that his star position has been surrounded by the resentment of flowers and plants from countless worlds. His peaceful, idle life can only return once he helps these mistreated plants dispel their resentment. From then on, a magical thumb-sized boy takes up residence in a flowerpot by the window of a future psychopath locked in an attic; the immortal who kills every plant he tries to grow somehow raises a pot of clivia; a plump, silly ginseng bumps into the arms of a handsome demon hunter... World One: The rejected thumb-sized boy He was born in answer to a prayer, but after his birth, all he received was endless fear, disdain, and schemes made for ulterior motives... Wei Rui: How could anyone dislike such an innocent, adorable wood elf? (Furious ╰_╯) The future psychopath makes the same angry face: Who dares dislike Rui Rui? What he's really thinking: Other than me, who dares covet Rui Rui!! World Two: The clivia that was killed by overwatering The naive clivia thought being picked up by Immortal Liuchuan was the luckiest thing in the spirit realm. With a powerful patron, becoming a human and attaining immortality would be a piece of cake. But then Wei Rui (retching): W-wait until I can take human form! I swear I'll never make peace with that fool Liuchuan! Fool Liuchuan continues stirring in plant food: Rui Rui has flowered. I really am good at raising plants~ World Three: The coveted ginseng spirit Ginseng is a treasure from head to toe, especially when it becomes a spirit. In every world, it's a supreme divine treasure, so ginseng spirits live in constant fear. Until one day, the youngest thousand-year-old ginseng spirit in the ginseng clan panics and bumps straight into the arms of the most powerful demon hunter. Wei Rui: Waaah, someone wants to eat my hair again. I'm going bald QAQ The demon hunter, sworn to wipe out every monster, cleans the blood from his fingertips before daring to touch the little ginseng spirit's black hair. "Tell me, who else has hurt you?" Other worlds: To be decided * A few notes: 1. Gentle herb immortal gong who just wants to retire x ferocious phoenix deity shou who only wants to protect his husband. The usual Jinjiang one-on-one pairing, with the shou doting on the gong. 2. The gong is a couch potato and won't be very strong. Read with caution if that's not your thing. 3. No logic, poor writing. 4. The author is a procrastinating wage slave in the late stages. Updates are irregular, but I won't abandon the story, so feel free to jump in. Theme: Even in adversity, seek freedom and go in search of love