It's Infinite Mode from the Start: Hell

[Seeking follows for upcoming titles in the author's column: Doomsday Lord Refuses to Be Wooed, Prank Game] Yu Zhuyan often dreamed of a round table and twelve black-clad figures in cloaks seated around it. One early morning, he received a text on his phone. [Do you want to control this world and become the 13th person? YES or NO] At the same time, tens of thousands of people received the same message. Yu Zhuyan chose YES and successfully linked to the Round Table app, receiving the exclusive skill [Luck: S+]. He was also pulled into a series of thrilling instance missions, carefully prepared by the masterminds behind the game. During one instance, while everyone else was racking their brains to clear it, Yu Zhuyan found and swallowed the only key item. "Want to clear the level? Come kill me." He laughed as he walked away. His brazen behavior caught the attention of a man. Su Ming was like an evil spirit crawling out of hell. Even Yu Zhuyan was chilled by his ruthlessness. Yu Zhuyan had done everything he could to avoid him, but the man latched on like a venomous snake. "Found you. What's my reward?" Yu Zhuyan came up with an idea. "How about me?" Su Ming gently traced a finger along his neck. "Being with me could cost you your life." The ghosts and players who watched the two team up trembled in fear! Reading guide: 1. Neither the top nor the bottom seems entirely normal. 2. The top appears relatively late. 3. The characters' values do not represent the author's. The instance worlds are entirely fictional and have no connection to reality. 4. This is the author's anything-goes project, with lots of personal worldbuilding. Don't take it too seriously or expect logic. Seeking follows for the upcoming title in the author's column: The Evil God Is Far Too Dependent on Me On his birthday, Tong Yingran was kidnapped. After losing sight in one eye, he began to see a world unlike the one he had known. The cheerful, sunny older boy next door had horns growing from his head. The hair of the girl who was always by his side turned into venomous snakes. A stern, old-fashioned university professor had a long tail behind him. And the man in the portrait hanging in his bedroom for twenty years disappeared from the painting every night. He pretended not to notice, until a pair of hands gently caressed his cheek. "Grant my wish, and I'll fulfill your desire." "But who are you?" Sang Chengyi leaned down and kissed Tong Yingran on the forehead. "Your god." A month later, all Tong Yingran could think about was how to get rid of that damned painting of an evil god! Seeking follows for the upcoming title in the author's column: Prank Game In 2313, a livestreamed reality show called Prank Game took the world by storm. One morning, Xi Yuxing stepped onto the familiar school grounds and found corpses strewn everywhere. An airship sailed over the campus as the host's excited voice thrilled viewers across the world. "The Third Prank Game officially begins." "Round One: Great Escape from the Academy. Contestants: [666]. Advancing: [3]." A gorgeous, fierce, universally adored bottom × a profligate, unruly Demon King top Theme: There is more than one road to success. Keep trying, and you may have the chance to create a miracle.