Reborn from the Extreme Cold, I Stocked up Tens of Billions of Supplies to Have the Last Laugh

It is billed as "non-Mary" but does not live up to its name. It is excessively inclusive and deviates from the core expectations. I followed the article with the label of "not the Holy Mother", but was dissuaded by the protagonist's setting throughout the whole process, which completely violated the author's original promise. The protagonist is not a bottomless helper, nor is it one-way giving, and there is no problem of material shortage - he will accurately select people who are "worthy of help", and he will receive feedback from the other party after helping, and his own resources are still very abundant. However, the core problem is: as long as the person is judged to be "worthy", he will take him in without reservation and provide a large amount of material support. Even if these people are not the key to the protagonist's core goal, he will invest a lot of energy in taking care of them, so that the plot repeatedly revolves around the cycle of "acceptance-help-feedback". What readers expect from a "non-Mary novel" is that the protagonist has clear self-boundaries, is kind and sharp, and helps are the icing on the cake rather than the focus, rather than "accepting deserving people indiscriminately when resources are available." The protagonist's excessive accommodation and material sacrifice, even with screening and feedback, still do not break out of the Madonna frame, turning the label of "not Madonna" into a gimmick to attract readers. The plot lost the conflict tension and excitement that a "non-Mary novel" should have, and instead fell into a lengthy drama of warmth and support. The protagonist's character was contradictory, which made it very disappointing to read. Anyway, it's the Holy Mother