After I Transmigrated into a Book, I Saved the World Through Farming

Chen Keming, an overworked corporate drone whose goal was to retire and farm, transmigrated into a book, and not just any book, but a sweet romance danmei novel.

Three minutes ago: His ex-boyfriend came to collect a debt, a fake young master was reborn, a dangerous otherworld, and him, completely useless.

Three minutes later: A stolen illegitimate son, a dilapidated farm, a Shanhaijing creature throwing itself at him, and a worse headache.

Chen Keming: Thanks. I want to retire, not leave the biological world.

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In a post-apocalyptic interstellar wasteland, mechs are everywhere and spaceships fill the skies. But Mr. Chen Keming, a country bumpkin from the twenty-first century, hasn't got a clue about any of it.

With more and more hungry mouths to feed, he has no choice but to pick up the iron shovel in his hand...

Mutant plants threaten humanity? No problem! I'll farm and domesticate them, building a plant-based safe house that can withstand any storm!

People with disabilities face discrimination? No problem! I'll farm and research plant mechs, making a journey of eighty thousand li a day a piece of cake!

Border soldiers are demoralized? No problem! I'll farm and develop plant wristbands, so you can take on ten cuties with a single punch!

Later, under his careful care, a scrawny kitten evolved into a truck, while a skinny little fish grew into something that couldn't possibly be hanged.

Wait. Chen Keming stared at the handsome man in despair. Weren't you a child?!

The man nodded. I used to be.

The man leaned closer. I owe you my life. This dragon has decided to repay you by giving himself to you. What do you think?

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Amid gilded splendor and clinking wine cups, Yingtian watched him deftly navigate a den of wolves. His smiling eyes never once lingered on Yingtian.

This can't go on.

He acted vulnerable, played dumb, and put on a pitiful face. Then he invaded his territory with force, recklessly disturbing the still waters.

He made him see the dragon scales he couldn't keep hidden, the desire and dissatisfaction in his eyes. He made his heart waver, made him unable to refuse.

Shadows crossed behind them. Chen Keming was forced back against the wall, meeting the man's gaze.

His heartbeat spoke first.

"Darling..."

Yingtian's face was already flushed, though his mouth remained vicious.

"Call me Dad."

And so the man did as he was told.

But he was too flustered to think straight.

A seemingly gentle, short-tempered, nagging-wife type of a bottom × a scheming, suicidal green-tea Yinglong top

*Passing readers, come take a look~ This little author is on her knees begging for bookmarks~

*Some elements of the Shanhaijing are original interpretations.

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The Cannon Fodder Chooses Copy and Paste

The top-ranked powerhouse on the points leaderboard suddenly vanished, and rumors flew.

But none of this had anything to do with 326634.

It was a newly regularized intern whose ability was copy and paste: it could bring someone from its memories into reality.

Its Host, Lin Qian, was a first-generation, long-discarded combat robot. His ability was eating, and his legs were especially long.

And the script handed to this useless duo was to play cannon fodder who died miserably in a wish-fulfillment story.

Lin Qian: No rush. I have an old... acquaintance I'm not on good terms with.

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[World One: The Tool Who Gets Dismembered by a Ghost]

System: You're the most forgettable simp in the protagonist's group. You venture into an ancient village, but accidentally enter the ghost bride's bridal chamber. This time, you'll be eaten alive by the ghost bride.

Lin Qian: No problem. That guy hates wearing women's clothes. He'll definitely kill me in the most brutal way!

System: ...Wait, aren't you sworn enemies? Why are you making out now?!

[World Two: The Useless Husband Who Gets NTR'd]

System: You're the useless husband of a beautiful wife. When the supernatural descends, your wife has to endure your boss's harassment to protect you. This time, you'll be possessed by an anomaly and die by suicide in agony.

Lin Qian: No problem. That guy hates weak, useless people. He'll definitely kill me in the most brutal way!

System: ...Wait, kill you on the conference table?!

[World Three: The Green-Tea Stand-In Who Becomes a Cultivation Furnace]

System: You're a green-tea stand-in who's determined to replace the protagonist's beloved... Okay, okay, can you get off the beloved first?

[World Four: The Vicious Illegitimate Son Thrown Out of the House]

[World Five: The Cruel, Frail Teacher Who Gets Imprisoned]

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After one failed mission after another, 326634 thought it was about to be thrown out, only to find its points mysteriously soaring.

326634: !

Lin Qian: No problem. Even cannon fodder can blast other people to ashes!

Later, 326634 watched its supposedly feeble Host crush a demigod's divine core with one hand, then kick a zombie king's skull like a ball with the other.

Only then did it notice that the plastic bracelet on its Host's wrist seemed to be... made of bone.

326634 hurriedly wiped the bloodstains from its storage space, then asked with trepidation, "Have you ever been ranked first on a points leaderboard?"

Lin Qian: Sorry. I'm a judge.

* One-on-one romance, childhood friends, two hopeless romantics going head-to-head

* Sweet quick-transmigration stories. The blurb doesn't cover all the worlds, so come and give them a try~

* Includes some top-perspective devotion: a delicate little white flower who acts weak, harmless, and good-tempered in front of his darling

Theme: People can triumph over fate