The Guys' Dorm Gets Transported into a Dogblood Novel

You transmigrate into a book, and the System's only function is to provide you with a group chat. There are four people in the chat. Your bunkmate across the room, a rough-and-tumble straight guy, transmigrates into the abused partner in a scum top-and-doormat romance. Your bunkmate above you, a polished pretty boy, transmigrates into the scum top in a groveling-to-win-back-your-wife story. Your roommate, a sunny rich kid, transmigrates into a rural guy who makes it big by marrying into a wealthy family. You are an extra. Hahahaha. Absurd. [One person transmigrating into a book means the winner takes all. Four people transmigrating into books means a vast world where four lunatics can soar freely.] Calm, rational "other man" top x scheming, vicious "homewrecker" bottom [Affair] (HE) Fearless, carefree dom top x aloof, slow-witted young master bottom [Seduction] (BE) Gentle, sunny, vicious-dog top x prickly, affected, polished bottom [Deception] (HE) Outlaw straight guy Fatherly, cheating scumbag [Confrontation] : An ensemble cast, with two tops, one bottom, and one straight guy. : All eight characters are morally gray. They will all be introduced before the novel goes premium. Coming soon: The Rumored Apocalypse Never Came With only thirty days left until the college entrance exams, six students seem to have had their souls switched. All I hear them mutter about are infinite dungeons, hellish difficulty, survival odds, special abilities, role-playing, successful escapes, and so on. There's a huge amount of information to take in. Apparently, they're players from an infinite-flow world here to challenge dungeons, while we're the natives of that world. But that has nothing to do with me. I'm just an ordinary student. Aside from the fact that my boyfriend is one of the six, none of it concerns me. I'm just passing by. But a month later, for some reason, those six all looked at me in terror and despair. Someone once asked me: If the world were about to end, and everyone turned to ash in an instant, what would you most want to do right now? I joked that I'd kill everyone I hated. After all, the world would be ending and everyone would be too busy looking after themselves, so I wouldn't be judged. At last, after carrying out my plan one by one, the rumored apocalypse still never came. That should have been a good thing, but the point is I'd already killed everyone I meant to, and the person who would judge me was standing right outside the door. What should I do? Theme: Stay positive in any situation; the road ahead is clear.