
The Number One Farmer in the Underworld, the Little King of Hell Relies on Me to Raise Him
by Little Ashue
About This Novel
After Shen Ruoran died, she became a "useless soul" on the edge of the underworld. She picked up the hoe and bound it to the live broadcast system, and wrote in the deserted ghost land: "This place should have light, a home, and a hot pot." So bell peppers lit up along the banks of the Dry River, and resentment turned into a power grid; Lonely souls live in a townhouse haunted house, and evil ghosts receive their licenses to take up their duties; And that world-weary silver-haired Yan Jun always nuzzled beside her stove: "Give me half a bowl of soup... The underworld can be divided as you wish." Later-- Three Realms Headlines: #Underworld has been transformed by the human infrastructure maniac# Barrage Carnival: [It's time! The king of hell demolished the foundation and built a stove for his wife! ◆ The social heroine x the sultry King of Hell ◆ Live farming + food healing + daily group petting ◆ I use human fireworks to reshape the order of the underworld
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