Laid-Off Wage Slave, I Go Home to Raise Livestock

The day he was laid off, Li Mu received a text message:

Office worker syndrome: 99.9%. System forcibly activated.

He returned to his mountain village. Raised chickens. Raised fish. Grew vegetables.

Everyone thought he'd become a failure.

Then an egg laid by one of his chickens made a big shot from the provincial capital drop to his knees on the spot.

Then water from his fishpond made a locust tree that had been dead for ten years bloom overnight.

Then the building of his former company split open on a stormy night...

What crawled out of the crack wasn't rebar. It was hands. Lots of hands.

He thought that was the truth.

No. This was only the beginning.

When his spirit chicken flew into space and pecked at stars on the moon;

when his spirit fish swam into a black hole and breathed time in and out at the event horizon;

when his ranch expanded from the backyard of a mountain village to the entire Milky Way...

those lofty beings finally realized:

This chicken farmer wasn't raising chickens. He was raising civilizations. Dimensions. The universe itself.

Standing at the creation singularity, Li Mu looked at the ultimate "nothingness" and said just one word:

"Keep it penned."

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to actual people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.