My God Comes from Hell

[Updates nightly from around midnight to 7 a.m.] The priest told him he was the only divine attendant in hundreds of years to be born with a full reserve of spiritual power. He would summon the most powerful deity in the world. Zuo Luoxing believed him and trained diligently for more than a decade. At last, on the day of his fifteenth birthday ceremony, he awaited the arrival of his deity. "I'm finally out!" His deity came flying down from the sky with none of the dignity expected of a god, and threw himself into Zuo Luoxing's arms. He sniffed around, a puzzled look on his face. "You smell so good. It's making me hungry... Do you have anything to eat?" As he spoke, the deity hopped down and saw the table full of offerings. Tears welled in his eyes. "Oh my gosh! There's roast chicken and liquor! I love this world!" Then he rushed back to the offerings. That night, Zuo Luoxing prayed earnestly. "Father, Father, is this really my deity? No... did I really summon a god?" The priest patiently replied, "The true god you summoned is the most powerful deity in the world. You must treat him well." Looking at the deity, who had taken over his bed and was snoring away, Zuo Luoxing found himself deeply bewildered for the first time in his life. # After spending three hundred years in that godforsaken dark world, Yan Qing had finally had enough! Who would want to stay in this dump, where you couldn't even get fried chicken or cola? Not him! He was getting out! He'd turned the dark world upside down. The God of Darkness was sick and tired of being pestered by him. The problem was, he couldn't beat him, so he pointed a finger. "See that road of light? Follow it down and you'll reach the human world. There's all the food and drink you could want. The only catch is, you'll have to become someone else's summoned deity." "What's a summoned deity?" "They hold the highest status on the Tianqing Continent. Once you get there, you can enjoy yourself to your heart's content." Yan Qing wasn't entirely convinced. He had a feeling the old geezer was trying to trick him. "There's food, drink, and every kind of entertainment down there," the God of Darkness tempted him. Yan Qing hesitated for a long while, but eventually stepped onto the road of light. Only then did he realize he was surrounded by divine beings of the light element, all glowing with holy radiance. Something felt wrong. He turned around to say something, but the gate to the dark realm slammed shut with a bang and vanished without a trace in less than a second. Yan Qing: ... A thick-skinned, violent beauty top who thinks strength is all that matters x a pampered young master bottom who questions his life every day Reader's note: 1. Um... the top is a bit of a wild card, but he's adorable *^o^* 2. This is a team-based leveling story I've wanted to try for a long time but kept putting off. Of course, it might also end up being a pileup of bugs... Anyway, please bear with me (><) 3. Hope you enjoy reading, my dears~ [Coming soon: The Years I Was Loved to Death by the Monsters in a Game] In the year 2000 of the Star Calendar, a game caught the attention of the Empire's elite. At first, no one cared. That changed when the first aristocrat came out of the game and discovered that its skills could be brought into the real world. The game caused a sensation throughout the Empire. But this stupid game seemed to have it in for its players. The pampered children of the nobility entered the game and got assigned to care for newborn chicks on a farm. After a frantic mess, the nobles, who didn't even know that chicks came from eggs, managed to kill every chicken on the farm. The farmer kicked them out of the game. A melancholy, sensitive artist entered the game and was thrown into a repair shop that reeked of engine oil, where the boss yelled at him every other day. He was so upset that he logged off on the spot. An interstellar assassin skilled in the art of killing entered the game and was assigned to work at a sawmill. His superb swordsmanship was put to use chopping wood, and he was even scolded for being all flash and no substance. He put up with it until the sawmill went bankrupt, still owing him money. The players cursed and grumbled, but could only keep licking the game's boots and doing their jobs diligently. The game was just like that. After a while, everyone got used to licking its boots. It was all for the game skills! After enduring it from level zero to over level one hundred, the bootlickers... er, players suddenly realized there was someone among them who seemed really out of place. [System Notification: Player [Make Big Money] picked up a lost elven weapon. The Trial of the Elven Forest has begun.] [System Notification: Player [Make Big Money] learned a skill: Curse of the Selvin River. A monster siege will begin in twenty days. Players, prepare yourselves.] [System Notification: Player [Make Big Money] discovered an ancient ruin: The Underground City. Awakened a sleeping dragon and obtained the bloodline of an ancient dragon.] When [Make Big Money] found the elven weapon, the other players were working in a remote rural village. When [Make Big Money] activated the monster siege mode, they were working in a slightly less remote rural village. When [Make Big Money] obtained the ancient dragon bloodline, they were working in a remote little town. The players: We're tired. Just destroy the world already. # Bai Xiao grew up on a trash planet. To make money, he'd fought in underground boxing rings, tightened screws at a robot repair shop, crawled through sewers for a rich neighbor, and helped a farmer catch dozens of chickens. His biggest dream in life was to make enough money to find a scenic planet and shut himself away there for the rest of his life. When he heard the game could make money, Bai Xiao signed up. Only then did he realize something might be wrong with it. He could put up with the game plastering his name everywhere and drawing attention to him. He'd heard that the game loved to target its players, but could the monsters in it at least have some self-control? He was just passing by. Why did they keep jumping out to kiss him on the face? Theme: Strive for a better world.