I Quit This Job [Quick Transmigration]

The First Violent Healer in the Cultivation World (Complete, ready to read)

Next novel: After I Was Forced to Become the Elder Brother of a World-Destroying Villain. Please add it to your reading list. Upcoming novel: I Got the Villain's Script. Please add it to your reading list.

Here is the blurb:

Song Tinghan is 1.9 meters tall, with honey-colored skin and an eight-pack. A straight-as-an-arrow tough guy with a dad bod, he came from a no-romance power fantasy about leveling up.

Suiliu is 1.798 meters tall, with soft, fair skin you could pinch. A delicate, adorable young master from a sweet, everyone-loves-him story.

After successfully awakening to their own consciousness and escaping their respective small worlds, the two landed jobs in the legendary quick transmigration department, which maintained the stability of small worlds.

Due to a staff shortage, their boss assigned them a Jinjiang System that stuttered and malfunctioned at random.

Fine, let it malfunction. But assigning Song Tinghan the role of the bottom and Suiliu the role of the top was taking things too far!

They had no choice but to do their jobs. Then, in their very first world, they reached a plot point that required the bottom to let out a coquettish moan and collapse into the top's arms.

Song Tinghan's face turned ashen as he sized up Suiliu, a skinny chicken of a man who was supposed to flash a seductive smile, pick him up, and carry him to bed.

Song Tinghan: Are you sure this weakling can even lift me?

Suiliu: Are you sure a 1.9-meter wall of muscle falling over with a coquettish moan wouldn't kill the mood?

So, with their roles mixed up, what should have been a smooth mission in each small world turned into this:

In a groveling-ex-husband, red-eyed, waist-grabbing, I'll-give-you-my-life story:

At a banquet, the top grabbed the bottom by the waist, lifted him up, pinned him against the wall, and kissed him fiercely, his eyes bloodshot. His voice low, he said, "Call me hubby, and I'll give you my life."

Song Tinghan: You little beast! Hand over your life, then!

Suiliu: Pin a 1.9-meter man against a wall and kiss him? Thanks, but I don't have the strength or the height.

In a baby-burp-crybaby, tender-arms-and-dainty-feet story:

One night, the bottom sat on the bed, swinging his soft, pale feet and giving the male lead a coquettish smile. The top walked over as if possessed. The bottom draped his delicate arms around the male lead's neck and let out a baby burp.

Song Tinghan (furious): What do you mean, soft, pale feet? You think this size 45 foot can't kick you to death?

Suiliu (breaking down): Does the author even know what a baby burp smells like? Like a dirty rag! A dirty rag! Who could possibly be into a bottom who smells like a rag?

In a school story about two delinquent kings saving each other:

During their senior year, a former school bully transferred in and unexpectedly became deskmates with the current school bully. They fought and caused trouble together every day, slept through class and dated between periods. Nobody had ever seen them study, and their legends filled the school forum. Then they shocked the whole city by both scoring a perfect 750 on the college entrance exam.

Song Tinghan/Suiliu: Forget the fact that this school doesn't even have a forum, so we'd have to make one and post under alternate accounts. The fighting and troublemaking fit perfectly, and it's true that nobody's ever seen us study.

They thought the mission would be a breeze, but when the college entrance exam came around, they both shocked the whole school with the abysmal score of 7.5...

In an old-school scumbag-top, shameless-bottom story:

Song Tinghan/Suiliu: Screw this! I quit! (throws a fit)

[Important note: This is a kink-exploration story. Fair-skinned, clever, short top x dark-skinned, brawny, tall bottom. I originally planned for them to do it while eating, but I didn't realize so many of you would be put off by that, so I'm giving you a heads-up first.]

Here is the blurb for an upcoming novel:

Upcoming novel 1: After I Was Forced to Become the Elder Brother of a World-Destroying Villain

I transmigrated into a book and got stuck with a useless System. Not only did I get no golden finger, but I was caught in a time rift and tossed a hundred years before the story began. Even the most important plot points were gone, leaving behind nothing but a sloppy outline.

Sang Jinzhui's target, the great villain Yin Tu, got less than a hundred words in that outline. He was merely one of many obstacles in the romantic journey of two protagonists who loved each other to death and were embroiled in every cheesy trope imaginable: misunderstandings, stand-ins, amnesia, and a willingness to destroy the world for love.

Unfortunately, this obstacle didn't die as the plot intended during the protagonists' romance. Instead, he turned evil, replaced the novel's biggest villain, killed both leads, and summoned the Weakwater to destroy the world.

Sang Jinzhui's task after transmigrating into the book was to lower the villain's corruption value and stop him from destroying the world.

The advantage of arriving early was that the villain hadn't yet gone through the protagonists' series of ridiculous antics and turned evil. Sang Jinzhui acted first, taking the small, skinny villain home and raising him with care. He successfully turned a gloomy, withdrawn, timid little waif into a sunny, cheerful puppy-like boy.

Just as he began to think the mission was no big deal, the System, which hadn't been online in ages, suddenly let out a piercing shriek.

The world-destroying villain has been reborn! Host, stay alert!

After returning to age fifteen, Yin Tu was filled with murderous rage and had only one thing on his mind: fall into demonic cultivation and take revenge. But the instant he opened his eyes, someone popped a sweet, fragrant pastry into his mouth. At the same time, a handsome young man affectionately patted his head.

His body moved on its own. He obediently looked up at the young man, called him "Senior Brother," then expertly acted cute and fawned on him.

Only then did Yin Tu realize that another consciousness lived inside this body.

No. Rather than another consciousness, he was the outsider.

This other self had been taken in by the young man in front of him as a child. He had never suffered, and even his name had become Yin Yuze, a name full of auspicious wishes. He got along well with his fellow disciples and was doted on by his senior brother. The smile on his face was so dazzling it hurt to look at...

After discovering Yin Tu's existence, he showed not the slightest concern for his own safety. He even talked to him, and after hearing the story Yin Tu made up, offered to share control of their body, determined to help him get revenge.

Naive, foolish, and out of his depth, yet somehow impossible not to envy and resent.

He despised how Sang Jinzhui's overprotective care and guidance had turned the gloomy, hated person he was supposed to become into such a naive, sweet fool. And yet, when he used Yin Yuze's body, he couldn't help sinking deeper into Sang Jinzhui's repeated tenderness and fierce protectiveness.

Even though he knew the young man's affections were meant for Yin Yuze, not Yin Tu, he couldn't stop himself from greedily seeking his love.

He thought he was hiding it well, but he couldn't fool Yin Yuze, who shared his body. After Sang Jinzhui defended him and those sanctimonious hypocrites forced him to surrender his golden core, Yin Yuze offered to merge with him. His only condition was that once Yin Tu regained his power, he would protect his senior brother.

Yin Tu successfully gained full control of the body. But whenever he met Sang Jinzhui's gaze, he carefully pretended to be that silly puppy, afraid the young man might notice anything was wrong.

He used Sang Jinzhui's injured eyes as an excuse to tie a cloth over them. Claiming it was for his protection, he locked the young man inside the Demon Palace and forbade him from wandering. He kept all the bloodshed and chaos he'd unleashed outside hidden away, not allowing even a single word to reach the young man's ears.

He thought he'd hidden it well, but the other man had long since noticed the difference between them.

He watched as the young man pulled off the blindfold and looked at him, then smiled with his usual warmth and said, "Wolves and dogs are both canines, but they're still easy to tell apart, aren't they?"

Upcoming novel 2:

I Got the Villain's Script

Jiang Yi transmigrated into a book.

The good news was that he had become a wealthy, carefree prince. As the Emperor's favorite youngest son, he didn't have to toil away at court every day, and he owned several businesses that brought in a fortune daily.

Since the original owner loved collecting pretty people for his estate, Jiang Yi also inherited over a hundred handsome men and beautiful women, all talented and accomplished, as well as the former top scorer who had been personally assigned to him in marriage by the Emperor.

On top of that, he came with a golden finger System that let him exchange points for anything.

The bad news was that he'd transmigrated into a brainless erotic novel as the villain. After buying the innocent, delicate bottom, who had been forced to sell himself to bury his father after the top killed his entire family, Jiang Yi became the target of the bottom's Top One, Top Two, Top Three, Top Four... They all came after him together. In the end, he was executed, his estate confiscated, and his body hung on the city wall for three days and nights.

The System suggested that he cling to the tops, help them win over the innocent bottom, and Jiang Yi fell silent. With so many legs to cling to, how many arms would he need?

Looking at the handsome men and beautiful women in his estate, who'd tried to save him even when his property was confiscated, and at his husband, who managed the household perfectly and served him with such tenderness, Jiang Yi made up his mind.

Come on, I've got the villain's script, so there's nothing wrong with taking out Top One, the general who frames loyal subjects, before he gets the chance. And you princes who'd kill your fathers and brothers to fight for the throne and the innocent beauty, I'll give the old Emperor a Body-Strengthening Pill and let him live to a hundred and fifty. Let's see you try to make waves then. And that Top Five or Top Six, the top scorer, I'm the villain, so it's perfectly reasonable to dislike you and frame you for a crime worthy of execution.

Much later, Jiang Yi reclined on a lounge chair, enjoying the performances of the handsome men and beautiful women in his estate while eating grapes fed to him by his beautiful husband. He raised his brows smugly.

Now this is the life a villain should have.

Theme: Work hard and escape hardship as soon as possible.