[Otherworld + deserted-island survival + System + cultivation + Daoist priest + farming + absurd comedy]
When other people are stranded on a deserted island, all they can think about is surviving, calling for help, and getting home.
But Jiang Yan stares at the two suns overhead and the System panel that has suddenly appeared before his eyes, lost in thought...
From the start, he has one island and one dilapidated thatched hut.
Every week, creatures are randomly transported through a portal in the back hills. Jiang Yan has only this to say: I don't care if you're a rabbit with fangs, a green-skinned dwarf, or some giant flying lizard. No one is going to disturb me while I cultivate... I mean, farm. Anyone who dares interrupt my farming will get planted in the ground! I mean it!
Huh? You say you're just a lost elf? Well... this is...
What? Why are there fox girls, catgirls, vampires, mermaids...
