Who Says a Lancer Can't Carry? [Full-Dive]

[Coming Soon: "The Utterly Ordinary Science Student [Post-Apocalypse]" / "Junior Brother, You Have the Wrong Person". Blurbs below!] [Hoarding Mouse + Leveling Up + Quest Maniac + Extreme Plays + Play the Pig to Eat the Tiger] Updating daily. If you like it, feel free to add it to your library! The Lancer was the one class in the game Nine Netherworlds that not even dogs would play. Not only did it have the worst stats, its luck stat was negative, too. Every player randomly assigned the class would curse and spend U-coins to pick another one. Qiao Cheng was at the very bottom of society, and even his gaming pod was secondhand. As expected, he was randomly assigned the Lancer class. With no spare U-coins, he had no choice but to stick with it. Terrible stats? No teammates? So what? As long as he had the stamina to grind... Wait, had his attacks always done this much damage? "A Lancer's actually soloing a boss? He's down to one sliver of health. Just wait until we have to camp his corpse... What the hell? What happened? The boss got one-shot?" "Did I get a virus? Since when are Lancers this strong?" "No way. Why is my randomly assigned Lancer so useless? Is he in a guild? I want to recruit him." "Huh? Am I seeing things? How did his health bar fill up instantly?" "A divine mage? A hybrid attacker and healer? Is he some kind of rich player? That healing output must have maxed-out crits." Qiao Cheng opened the chest as if he hadn't heard the chatter around him, then handed over the red-grade mage weapon it had dropped. "Take it and go." "You know that's not what I'm after. Team up with me. I've been following you for ages." "I'm not teaming up..." Before Qiao Cheng could finish, the mage cut him off: "Breaking news: fighting monsters in a party can drop clues to the Tower of Nine Netherworlds." Qiao Cheng paused and stared at the mage, who looked completely unruffled. "Jiang Zhouyue, don't tell me you..." "Don't believe me? Ask them." Jiang Zhouyue grinned and draped an arm around Qiao Cheng's shoulders. "Come on, Qiao Cheng. Quit resisting and say yes." Later, the players who had "backed him up" said they deeply regretted it. What happened to fair competition? [Cool and haughty bottom x Sunny, loyal puppy top] ----------------Coming Soon---------------- [Confident, arrogant, sharp-tongued B-king bottom x Steady, book-loving Zombie King top] Yan Yu, wearing his graduation gown and holding his dual-degree diplomas in physics and chemistry, hadn't even had time to take a celebratory photo before a speeding truck "crashed" him into the apocalypse. Other people who transmigrated into the apocalypse got superpowers and Systems... But Yan Yu had nothing except his graduation gown and degree certificates, which had somehow come along with him. Then even zombies tried to pounce on him and steal them. Furious, Yan Yu yanked the "Holy Sword of Physics" out of the nearby rubble and stabbed it straight into a zombie's head, then planted a foot on it. "Even tofu has a brain. You don't. You think you deserve to steal from me? Trash." Of course, Yan Yu himself was actually very kind (not). While everyone else worried about surviving, he was already stockpiling supplies and turning his temporary shelter into a "military base" and a "greenhouse." Don't ask. His answer was always, "I've got a brilliant brain." Every so often, Yan Yu went out to drill with zombies and mutant creatures. If they wouldn't come out, he'd lure them out. He gave all the nonhuman creatures nearby PTSD, so he had to search farther afield. Along the way, he even rescued a big, dim-witted guy with amnesia. "From now on, your name is Pei Yanyi. Got it?" "Pei... Yanyi?" "That's right. Pei... Yanyi..." Thinking about it made Yan Yu so mad he went looking for mutant creatures to take it out on. If he hadn't transmigrated here, he'd be in his first year of graduate school in biology by now. As for the people from the other bases, they both loved and hated Yan Yu. Every time they visited him, they had to endure his snide remarks and were also forced to look at his degree certificates... Oh, and now they had to watch him teach a dimwit who could knock out a "crybaby" with one punch. People from the other bases: "Seriously, studying in the apocalypse? What is wrong with you?" Yan Yu: "Heh. I suggest you get remade from scratch and go through meiosis all over again." People from the other bases: "Aaaah! Let's just beat him to death!" ----------------Coming Soon---------------- [Sweet and salty puppy-like bottom x Obsessive, unhinged black-lotus top] After transmigrating into a book, Lin Baixu found himself in a reverse-harem romance where everyone loved the protagonist. Unfortunately, he'd transmigrated as the protagonist's wicked second senior brother, and was bound to a blackening System. His mission was to stop one of the love interests, his junior brother, from turning evil after his love went unrequited. Easy enough. With the plot in hand, he played the wicked senior brother while diligently helping his junior brother pursue the person he loved behind the scenes. Who knew the junior brother would refuse to play by the rules? When the perfect opportunity landed right in his lap, he not only pushed it away, but instead stuck close to the very person who beat and scolded him every day. Get a grip! I'm not the senior brother! * Xiao Jiu recently discovered something incredible: whenever he touched his second senior brother, he could hear his thoughts. Already bored with life, he acted like a well-behaved junior brother on the surface while deliberately going against his second senior brother. He especially enjoyed the way his second senior brother silently despaired over him. It was truly entertaining. * Lin Baixu: "Go kneel outside Senior Brother's door." Xiao Jiu grabbed Lin Baixu by the wrist and pleaded, "Second Senior Brother, please don't make me leave." "Let go!" Lin Baixu tried to yank his arm back, speaking fiercely, but couldn't. He felt helpless as he thought, I just want to help Junior Brother and Senior Brother get together before I leave. Xiao Jiu panicked and blurted out, "Where are you going?" "What do you mean, where am I going?" Lin Baixu's wrist hurt from the grip. He kicked his junior brother away and rubbed his wrist. "Get lost." Little did he know that not long afterward, Xiao Jiu would still turn evil after watching his second senior brother die right before his eyes. Tips: 1. Everything serves the plot. Neither the top nor the bottom is a good person in the traditional sense, and the novel's values do not represent the author's. 2. More than 90% of the story takes place in the game, with a little bit involving the real world. 3. I'll try not to hide the author's notes, so there may be setting details in them. 4. The top and bottom are both ordinary people from the lowest rung of society. 5. The cover character designs are my own work. I'm trying to improve, QAQ... 6. My writing is still rough, so please bear with me. That's all. Theme: The future is created by our own hands.