A Wilderness Civilization's Growth Journal

The novel is complete and ready to binge; daily updates begin now. 【Exploration】+【World-Building】+【Civilization Ruins Dungeons】+【Light Ensemble Cast】 Survival and exploration come first, romance is secondary When Zhang Ye wakes up, she has transmigrated to a wilderness. She starts with a little wooden cabin, a System in the form of a journal, and an amnesiac young man she picked up as a guard, who always seems to show up around mealtimes. The System provides a timely prompt: Main quest acquired: Fly into space. Complete the quest and the Host can go home. Zhang Ye gazes at the empty, snow-covered plain and falls into thought: You mean I’m supposed to build a spaceship by hand in this primitive world? “Your professional team will arrive shortly.” …All right. While everyone else stocks up on supplies at the end of the world, she doesn’t just stock up on supplies, she stocks up on people too. A child branded a demon by the primitive tribes? “Recruit them. They can start with school. Compulsory education can’t be neglected.” An armored knight with no body? “Recruit them. Room and board included. Their main job is fighting.” Cavalry riding snow wolves? “Recruit them. What future is there in robbery? Come farm with me.” … Step by step, she gathers supplies, recruits people, farms, builds infrastructure, and scavenges ruins. Her little wooden cabin gradually flourishes into a town. A distant city lord arrives with a mechanical army and sneers, “What kind of ragtag bunch of weaklings is this?” Then he turns and sees a child aiming a mech at him. “Hello! Would you like to hear about our district heating upgrade plan? Great quality at a great price, and buy ten, get one free!” Zhang Ye leisurely takes a sip of tea. “Why resort to fighting when we could sit down and discuss business?” Territory expanded by one. Zhang Ye thought she could keep her head down until the very end, launch a spaceship, fly into space, and go home. She never expected things to start going wrong again. “I understand stocking up on supplies.” “I get recruiting people.” “But stockpiling civilizations… what does that even mean?!” A literary version of the blurb: Someone guards a grave alone in the chaos. Someone relives death over and over, trapped in amber. Someone drinks their life away in a world of two dimensions. Someone walks beneath a blizzard for a thousand years. Their stories are the shattered steps I measure beneath my feet as I tread across the ruins of civilization and raise my sword against the Creator. New upcoming no-romance novel featuring a female lead: The Left Side of the Scales: A show-off heroine contains emotionally anomalous entities and saves the world. Blurb: Rumor has it that every investigator at the CRC South China Field Office is a show-off, and Jiang Yi is the worst of them all. When she kicks through glass, she makes sure her reflection in the shards looks sufficiently graceful. At the rooftop’s edge, she loves to face her enemies, spread her arms, and fall backward. If someone is watching her, naturally she has to adjust the camera, give them her most perfect smile, then make a gun with her hand and press it to her temple. When passing a stage, she remembers to tip her hat; when leaping onto a roof, her silhouette has to fall right in the middle of the moon. Whether walking through the subconscious of the living or the dead, the first priority is to maintain an elegant image: stay calm in a crisis, unruffled, poised, and completely in control. That is the self-cultivation of a genius investigator. And that is Jiang Yi: owner of the Emotion Museum, wielder of anomalous abilities, thorn in the side of the Seven Deadly Sins, the person no one in the South China Field Office dares to provoke, honorary bassist of the Vermilion Bird band, and the most powerful, most handsome, most… “Stop. Please don’t use the employee commendation report to promote yourself.” “Fine, I’ll put it another way.” The CRC Field Office is a group of investigators who roam the sea of the human subconscious. They weigh obsessions on the scales, balance the weight of souls, and clean up emotional contamination, both current and left over from history. They deal with anomalous entities born from emotion, uncover the truths buried deep in people’s hearts, and maintain the balance between the material and mental worlds… “Stop, stop. Speak plainly. The shareholders don’t like this kind of thing.” “Fine, in plain English: we’re basically psychiatrists who physically exorcise things inside the world of consciousness. We take clients whether they’re alive or dead~ Wherever there’s emotional contamination, we’ll be there~ And we don’t even charge~ We’ve got such hard lives, boo-hoo-hoo…” “…Forget it. Give me a one-sentence summary.” “You’re not changing it?” “I’m not changing it.” “Put that in writing!” “…Just write it already!” “Okay, one sentence… Hmm… Got it! How about this, ” Hello, we are investigators from the Center for Containment and Control of Emotional Anomalies. Please remain quiet from this point on I am about to weigh your soul. Theme: Our journey is to the stars and beyond!