Ning Youxin, an ability user in the post-apocalyptic world, was dumped into the beast world by a bug-ridden System.
Feeling guilty, the System compensated her with a spiritual spring dimension: she could farm, heal wounds, and store things there.
Ning Youxin thought, Fine. I'll farm, make money, and lie flat.
But as she kept farming...
The gentle, devoted phoenix made her meals and warmed her bed every day;
The clingy black serpent followed her everywhere and “just happened” to appear whenever she was in danger;
The tiger, fierce on the outside but softhearted underneath, grumbled constantly yet worked harder than anyone;
The sly little wolf called her “big sister” all day long and secretly saved crystal cores for her.
All four beast husbands were at least sixth-tier, had awakened personal spaces, yet spent every day orbiting around her, a mere fourth-tier.
Ning Youxin: Wait, which one of us is supposed to be protecting the other?
System: Host, your love-triangle chaos index is off the charts. Please balance their affection levels.
Ning Youxin: ...If you're so good at it, you do it.
[Farming + one woman, four men + System dimension + no angst or villains, just sweet daily life and four jealous beast husbands]
