A Guide to Rebuilding Herlans

Xia Lin wakes up again, a little dazed.

She may have been given a second chance at life.

But she seems to have woken up on a deserted island.

This is beyond having no money and not knowing who she is, isn't it?!

[Obtained: Small Stone x1]

[Obtained: Weed x1]

[Obtained: Sand Crab Larva x1]

[This sand crab larva is very tiny and doesn't look very appetizing.]

What?! So there's a System, and I've started in deserted-island survival mode?!

Later, Xia Lin discovers a small village, and the friendly village chief takes her to a run-down farm.

...Wait, is this Story of Seasons?!

But why has a magic page unlocked in this mute System?

Is this deserted-island survival mixed with Story of Seasons and a sword-and-sorcery RPG?

Much later, Xia Lin stands on the beach again and looks back on the past. All she can do is sigh at how naive she was back then.

√ Probably a Japanese-style Western fantasy story. The setting is made up.

√ Lord x Mage

√ Plot-driven

----New story coming soon: Survival with Luck E

Unlike Herlans, this is also Western fantasy, but it's closer to a business-management story, with more of an everyday-life feel.

Suyi never thought she'd end up with the worst possible start.

A useless physique, incapable of martial arts or magic.

A tattered, drafty tent.

[Beep! Please start managing your home as soon as possible.]

Staring at the dreary marshland stretching beyond sight, Suyi loses it.

What the #&(*&￥&*(*=... am I supposed to sell things and start a business out here?!

----New story coming soon: Long Time No See

Campus and society. This is an idea I've had for a long time. A certain song suddenly made me want to write a gentle, unhurried story that lingers in the heart. Here's the blurb:

With you, I swept snow from the path one early morning and walked through frost in late autumn.

With you, I traveled together, sharing a ride in the rain and an umbrella when the downpour came.

With you, I sat in peace, reading a passage and a poem together.

With you, I leaned against your shoulder late at night, watching a moment of youth pass by.

How close were we to what we hoped for, caught between timidity and disappointment, time and distance, and the desire to fly?

In the end, all that's left is: Long time no see.

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