Survival Game: While Others Chew Bark, I Raise Eight Gods

[Farming and infrastructure | System-based | Plane travel | Feel-good, no angst]

When everyone transmigrated to survive, and the whole population was dumped onto the Xuanhuang Continent...

Su Wanli had already won over a nine-tailed fox god with spiritual spring water and secured it as her backer. The young master of the Demon Clan was stoking the fire in her kitchen, while the ruler of the Underworld had his ghostly sedan chair waiting in line at her courtyard gate.

While everyone else gnawed on raw mushrooms, she opened a restaurant in the Evernight City of Li.

While everyone else ran from mutated beasts, the chickens at her home had gained sentience and wanted to cultivate immortality.

While everyone else cried out for their System, hers had already taken human form, climbed into her bed, and called her "Master."

Her terrible mother shows up asking for food? She blocks her and cuts ties.

Her jealous best friend turns evil and stabs her in the back? She shows up with a sword and strikes without hesitation.

First place in the server-wide competition? Sorry, her eight husbands take turns fighting for her on the leaderboard.

But then...

The aloof fox god says, "As long as I live, all of you will be concubines."

The gentle upperclassman says, "We'll go from school uniforms to wedding dresses together."

The Demon Clan's young master, eyes reddened, says, "Kissy, kissy, wifey~"

The Lord of the Underworld slaps the Hall of Yanluo. "What's all the noise? How dare you disobey my wife?"

The snake-demon clan leader licks the back of her hand. "Wifey, all the blood on my hands was shed for you."

The System's human form pulls out a little notebook. "Please, give me your orders, Master."

The fallen god protests, "Why am I in seventh place?"

The half-human, half-ghost boy holds out a cup of tea. "Big Sister, are you trying to outdo me at acting sweet?"

Su Wanli rubs her temples. When will this life ever end?