Novel & Cerita The Transmigrated Cannon Fodder Overthrows The Male Protagonist

The plot was thinner than the plot on a p**n star, the female lead had the personality of a damp sock, and the male lead, Huo Yan, was such a ridiculously overpowered Alpha film god that you could practically smell the author's daddy issues through the screen. But the crown jewel of its awfulness was a minor character. A cannon fodder Omega who, by some cruel cosmic joke, shared my name: Zhan. This Zhan was a walking, talking cliché—a jealous, arrogant, talentless hack who existed solely to be humiliated by the ML in the first fifty chapters. His grand exit? Spilling a glass of champagne on Huo Yan at a gala and getting his entire career blacklisted into oblivion. I'd literally just finished

He realized that not only did Lucas possess such powerful strength, he was also being modest. Compared to Lucas, he was so inferior. Lucas stayed at the War Organization for another day before leaving. He continued to integrate the zombies in the wild. However, it was too difficult to upgrade the Apocalyptic Legion. "Help!" Suddenly, a life saving voice traveled into Lucas' ears. Lucas was stunned. He was wondering why he could always hear the sound of someone begging for help. He thought, “Could it be that I am a Transmigrator?” He activated his Mind's Eye and saw a girl running over.

"Quentin will sneak back today. Would you like to come with me to the airport to pick him up?" "Quentin?" The name struck a chord of familiarity, echoing the male protagonist from my harem novel. "Quentin Bennett? The famous star Quentin Bennett?" "Yes," the woman gently touched my forehead. "No fever." I possessed an unusually high level of acceptance. Blinking, I realized I must have transmigrated. So, the reason that awful book was covering my face when I died served a purpose! Before my demise, I had been telling Randy that I would sue Quentin Bennett for bigamy!

That left Catherine, who was a doctor. "System, can I use my points to teleport?" "You can." Since none of them were willing to do it themselves, I would have to resort to an accident to end my life. "System, could you teleport me right under the wheels of a car a female lead is driving?" "I cannot do that." That wouldn't work either, huh? Just as I was feeling rather disappointed, the System's mechanical voice sounded again. "However, I can teleport you near any one of the female leads."

I look around as silk curtains surround me. Gold. Velvet. Candles. My breathing turns shallow. No. No fucking way. I look at my hands, and then the bustling people around serving me. Shit. Shit. Shit. Shit. A screen suddenly flashes right in front of my face. W-what the hell? I look around the maids and they don’t seem to see it as I do. [YOU HAVE TRANSMIGRATED INTO A VILLAINESS FATED TO DIE. CHANGE YOUR FATE AS YOU SAID IN THE COMMENTS, READER!]

“We need to find the contraption that’s making explosions. I’ll try to find its position, but I’ll need help from the ground. It’s too dark for me to see clearly.” Gideon nodded and transformed, keeping eyes on me from the ground. It didn’t take long for me to spot what I was looking for. They had brought with horses a massive cannon. They could not get it deep inside the forest, but it lay at its edge, the barrel pointing over the trees. There must have been runners communicating with the operators, so they knew where to point and shoot. I dropped and circled over them as a distraction. The operators and a few knights positioned with the cannon lifted their heads in my direction and shouted

Athena stretched her hands backward to Arakis like he was supposed to be psychic, and he handed her a gun. Cage and Zharn tensed, ready to fight. "Hold on, it's not you," she winked at Zharn. "I like to save the best for last." Before we reacted even further, she shot the three men who still had their heads bowed to the floor, their cries echoed through the atmosphere as they felt the silver bullets through their skulls. "Where are the quads and Emma?" Cage questioned from afar. "Really?" Sophie jeered. "These purple shits are the quads. They transformed using dark magic like the freaking cowards they are."

But finally, after what seemed like an eternity, Mark found himself on his knees, overpowered and at the mercy of his enemies. One of Chuck's minions snatched the shotgun from Mark's grasp, its cold metal slipping from his fingers like a lost hope. The other two minions pinned Mark down, their grip like a vice, as Chuck approached with a sadistic grin. The minion holding the shotgun handed it to Chuck, its barrel gleaming with a malevolent glow in the faint light. Chuck's eyes gleamed with triumph as he raised the weapon, its muzzle poised to deliver the final blow. But in a sudden, inexplicable twist, the shotgun warped and contorted, its metal stretching and twisting like a living thing. T

“ Magician started chanting their incantations, fully focused to not make a mistake, however they haven't have the time to complete it before being rained by ice shards. The enemies Magician was faster than them. Their clothes were torn while others have blood coming out from their skin after being hit by it. They couldn't do anything and started to panic. The mercenaries warriors fought hard because of their magicians lack of aid. Their captain was a strong man with an A rank cultivation. Even though he was ganged up by three enemies, he still has time to help his brothers. ”Clang! Clang!“ ”Hump!“ He let out a sound as his body started to bulge. Muscles become apparent with veins popping up