The Sickly Guide Gives Up and Becomes a God

1. Tan Qiao, the strongest Sentinel in the Western District, was betrayed by his friend and superior. He died horribly in a wormhole, was framed as a traitor, and saw his family fall into decline and his reputation ruined. After waking up, his energy had mutated into that of a Guide. He'd become a sickly weakling who got out of breath just walking, stranded in Eastern Zone Three, the weakest and poorest slum. Its people were brutal, criminals ran rampant, and the Alliance called it the Garbage Zone. Reborn, all he wanted was to get healthy and lie flat. 2. On the first day, he ran into a notorious band of robbers. The vicious bandit leader snarled, "Hand over your money!" Tan Qiao coughed and spat blood. The bandit leader panicked. "Use my money to get treatment. Weakling, stop going out and embarrassing yourself!" During the entrance exam, he looked pale and unsteady on his feet. The instructor, ready to bully him, began, "Good-for-nothing, get out... Fine, fine, you don't need to take the test. You're in. Hurry back to your dorm and rest!" Bullied by the campus tyrant, Tan Qiao fell to the ground, breathing hard. A troublemaking classmate said, "You piece of garbage, a beating will teach you... Wait, I haven't even hit him! Quick, get this precious little thing to the hospital!" 3. The newly arrived sickly Guide was frail and had no spirit entity, making him a cripple. Yet his infamous classmates and teachers protected him fiercely. Then came the inter-academy tournament. Every Sentinel on the team was injured, so Tan Qiao had no choice but to take the reserve's place. The crowd looked on with scorn and hurled insults. "He coughs every other step. What kind of sick ghost did Zone Three dig out of a coffin?" "Isn't everyone in Eastern Zone Three a filthy weakling? Get out of the arena and back to the stinking East!" Tan Qiao smiled faintly and instantly released his powerful mental tendrils. Every Sentinel was immediately restored to full strength, stunning the entire crowd. Opponents: What kind of trash...?? Classmates and instructors: Sickly guy, don't go and get yourself killed...?? The high-ranking Sentinels and Guides in the judges' seats all stood up, utterly losing their composure as they stared at him. Only later did they learn that Tan Qiao's spirit entity was a two-colored glory lily, and that he himself was the only SSS-rank Dark Guide capable of calming a Sentinel's mental instability and repairing a Guide's mental domain. He led his disgraced academy to first place, made Eastern Zone Three the strongest in the entire region, cleared his name, and was hailed as God Tan by his frenzied Sentinel and Guide followers. 4. Only after being reborn did Tan Qiao learn that, after his death, all the brothers who'd followed him had gone mad. His refined deputy captain had become an underground kingpin spanning several districts. The kid he'd picked up had become a human weapon feared by all. His socially anxious sidekick had become an industry tycoon. His brother, who'd always been at odds with him, forbade anyone from mentioning him. Tan Qiao had become a forbidden sore spot. On the eve of the war against the Zerg, Tan Qiao arrived at the front lines. Everyone rushed toward him in a panic. "Xiao Qiao, we don't need you! Just lie flat and take it easy!" #Let him be strong, we don't care. He's a sickly weakling, so we have to protect him, all of us!# Black-bellied rabid-dog top x Gentle, cheerful sickly beauty bottom / younger top Please add to your reading list: From Prison to the Throne Haixin Prison was the highest-security prison, housing a collection of the most serious criminals. When pale, thin, and frail Wen Qi entered, the System announced his danger rating: a good-for-nothing, weakling D-rank, at the very bottom. Hundreds of newcomers like him died in prison every year. Unlucky ones were raped and then killed. The lucky ones became playthings for high-ranking criminals. They depended on others, had no dignity, were shared like commodities, and lived like dogs. He was brought before the SS-rank criminal codenamed "Viper." Viper looked down at him with amused contempt. Wen Qi smiled and asked, "Are you the biggest boss here?" Viper gave a mocking smile. "I am." His throat was slit in an instant. He fell into a pool of blood, unable to believe it, and heard a voice say with a laugh, "I am now." The impregnable Haixin Prison was blown up, though the upper-class nobles had yet to realize it. The commoner they'd once trampled underfoot, skinned alive, and drained of blood, the No. 1 test subject they'd cruelly modified, their nightmare, had returned. He would start in prison and rise all the way to the throne. Theme: Never give up on love, even in the most desperate circumstances.