Cannon Fodder but Four Vests

The company went bankrupt and the boss ran away. I didn't get the salary I paid for playing the role of cannon fodder in three books. The only two hundred yuan I had was stolen by the runaway boss. When I entered the company, I saw that it was completely empty. Everything had been removed overnight, leaving only a novel book on the corner of the table, lying alone on the floor. So, I also lay down. … After accidentally entering this book, I actually became the top disciple of Lingyuan Sword Sect, the second sect leader of Hehuan Sect, the fifth elder of April Villa, and the heir of Xue Xue Valley... I didn't expect that I turned out to be a true master of time management. The master who spent money lavishly asked me to guard the Lingyuan Sword Sect and told me that he was going to buy some oranges at the foot of the mountain. As a result, the sword sect was surrounded by debt collectors as soon as he left. The disciple who endured the humiliation suddenly showed her courtesy to me. After eating her pastries, my vision suddenly went dark. As a result, when I woke up, I found that there were very few people left in the Hehuan Sect. My parents, who were at odds with each other, forcibly handed over April Villa to that spoiled good-for-nothing younger brother, and asked me to protect him. As a result, my younger brother abandoned the Villa and ran away. The cruel and ruthless sworn brother hid his identity as the owner of the enemy valley and got very close to me. As a result, he not only pushed me out to block the knife, but also annexed the Blood Valley. I sadly discovered that even though I have many vests, I still can't seem to escape the fate of cannon fodder! ! ! In line with the professionalism of cannon fodder, I... Let it go. Well, in order to go home, I finally decided to follow the plot points honestly and let the protagonists have a better experience, so that I can get out of the book after completing the plot kill. But suddenly one day, the plot began to develop in an uncontrollable direction. These guys who treated me as a tool all looked at me with weird looks of regret and distress, and even said something to tell me not to die. I have already accepted a lot of promising disciples and am preparing to reach the pinnacle of my life:? ? ? (￣△￣;) Small Theater One day, the best of the younger generation in the world gathered together. They were all the proud sons of heaven. When they met, they did not compete with each other in terms of martial arts. Instead, they compared themselves with their respective senior brothers/masters/brothers/masters—— Lin Jian: My senior brother is rich and generous, and his swordsmanship is the best. Lu Yue: My master is gentle and kind, likes to do good things, and he is good-looking. Liang Changnian: My brother is the best at business. He is emotionally stable and never curses. Rong Yang: My master is resourceful and the smartest person in the world. Lin Jian: The smartest in the world? Then my senior brother is the best and most powerful person in the world. The other three people said in unison: My master/brother/master is the best and most powerful person in the world! ! ! Lin Jian: Compare your abilities! The other three people: Let's compete! ! ! Qi Yuanmo, wearing the above four vests:... Huh? None of them match up, so it's definitely not me you're talking about (eyes avert) (pretending to be just passing by) ○Note: The text is in the third person Concept: Everyone is the protagonist of their own life