Brain parking area.
(No romance. The focus is on raising a child, opening a shop, and collecting data. The heroine is invincible and has a System and a pocket dimension. She is neither a robot nor a System, and she has feelings. There is friendship, and the story is lighthearted and healing with virtually no angst. Anything is possible.)
Lin Yangyang, the most dedicated of all space-managing operatives, hadn't even finished her vacation when she was dumped into an apocalyptic world with the highest operative death rate to collect data. No problem, she had a pocket dimension.
A level-one zombie, huh? Try one of the sticky rice cakes I brought from that modern farming novel, the ones I've kept in my freezer for fifteen years.
A level-two mutant dog, huh? Let's see how you stack up against the Howling Celestial Dog I brought back from the world of Journey to the West.
Wait, wait, wait! I'm right in the middle of a great fight. Who is this little girl who looks so much like me?
My daughter?
Lin Yangyang's mind raced. She hadn't even held another operative's hand, so where had this child come from?
The System says she's my kid?
Oh, well. She looks like me, so I might as well raise her.
Very pretty...