Making a Fortune in Another World

P.S. A healing Western fantasy story about running a business, with a focus on the bizarre. If that sounds like your thing, give it a try!

Every week, a magic stone hurls Xing Shuiling into a world of giant magic creatures, and she's completely bewildered.

People here live in Giant Tree Town and casually get up close and personal with enormous insects.

Littering from above is rampant, and it's not just garbage but excrement, too. They travel on green bugs and take flying ships home.

Nobody bathes, they don't cook their food, they earn money by foraging, and their roofs are disposable.

This is ridiculous!

Years later, a legend like this spreads across the Sacred Radiance Continent.

Far beneath the distant Phantom Sea Void, north of the Lost Forest and south of the Crystal Ice Fields, lies a mysterious land of freedom.

Here, ordinary people, mages, and mercenaries all stand as equals.

They are not the property of nobles, nor anyone's dependents or followers. They can attend school just like the upper classes and become teachers or students, or even bounty hunters.

Here, you can enjoy the mermaids' songs, take a teleportation array to the floating islands, and visit the Valley of the Undead to have a heart-to-heart with your ancestors.

Black mages and witches, whom everyone used to hunt down, are affectionately called chefs, and will personally simmer you a bowl of soup that brings back happy memories.

This is a sacred pilgrimage site for mortals.

Xing Shuiling, the owner of this land of freedom, protests.

Rumors! It's all rumors!

She only built a trade capital. It's not some sacred pilgrimage site.

Oh? They'll pay in Pegasus gold?

Fine, let them spread the stories. If that's not enough, have the bards fan the flames.

Next story: "Earth's Restorer Goes Viral Across the Stars"

Shortly after transmigrating, Shen Lingge learns that she has just been rescued from a human trafficking case and is now regaining her identity so she can help develop a desolate planet.

The bad news is, she's pregnant with triplets. The father's identity is unknown, and he may be connected to the trafficking case. Her personal savings account has only three digits left, and there's a mountain of expenses to cover.

The bad news is that pregnant women can't be exposed to radiation, so developing a desolate planet is out of the question. The good news is that she can receive a maternity allowance, but it'll only keep her from starving to death.

She can't just sit around waiting to die, so Shen Lingge enters the creative concepts selection program at the Webweave Creative Company, using her mind to recreate an online version of Earth Village.

From the moment she recreates the first plant and names it crabgrass, the interstellar netizens go wild.

"Get this scammer out of here for using the name of the mother planet as a cover!"

"I won't send you a single coin. Give it up, unless you can bring the mother planet back to life!"

A month later.

"Can plant fibers really be spun into thread and woven into cloth?"

"I tried it. Using her method, you really can fire clay into a bowl!"

"She's a goddess! Every plant she makes has records in historical sources."

A year later.

"Boss, I was wrong. I'll pay you. Please hurry up and update!"

Shen Lingge, recuperating in the hospital after giving birth:

There's no way I'm updating. I can't update at all. Unless someone can help me take care of the kids.

The big boss of Webweave, bearing the burden of feeding the countless interstellar netizens who are clamoring for updates, transforms into a stay-at-home assistant and childcare nanny.

But as he goes about being a nanny, things start to take a strange turn.

One day, in the creative concept world that all the netizens are shipping, a big boss appears, tending to the creator hand and foot and giving the players threatening glares to keep them quiet.

The netizens are stunned. You went to ask for an update, and you really went all out. Are you still the big boss who valued a single common coin above three thousand beauties?

Theme: The world is vast, and I am small. Even an ant-sized person can find great joy.