I Keep Myself Alive by Summoning Players

★Please add these to your reading lists: Making a Fortune Selling Medicine, The Enemy Nation Wept After the Spiritual Qi Revival, I Became the Nation's Consciousness★ ☆Synopsis☆ Glorian was on the verge of death. To survive, she signed a contract with the System and became the young empress of a country on the brink of destruction. Her father and brothers had died in battle, leaving only her, a ruler forced onto the throne, to inherit the nation. The enemy nation wanted to force her into a political marriage, while other countries watched hungrily. Her country was in mortal danger. Fortunately, she had bound a fully maxed-out, pay-to-win character account. Not only had she kept all her character's abilities, but she still had her savings, too. And she could use this world as a template to create an entirely new game, shaped according to her own ideas! And so, the natives met players whose style was completely unlike their own. "I've been digging for ages, and there's not a single treasure underground!!! No! I must not have dug deep enough!!!" "Ah, this boss is too strong!!! Take this: my 360-degree spinning tiger-style ground landing of surrender!!!" "Ahhh~~~ That knight is so handsome!!! I've decided, I'm going to hit on him!!!!" "What? The kingdom's in danger! Just wait, Your Majesty! I'll go seduce the neighboring prince right away! I'll be the femme fatale who brings an end to the war!" The loyal natives anxiously went to the queen, all talking at once. They had one point to make: "Those people seem super unreliable!!! And their names are so weird!!!" Glorian, who knew exactly what players were like, having once been one herself: "..." What she never expected was that those players wouldn't just court death, they'd grow stronger and stronger. With them running wild, Glorian unified the entire continent. The natives fell silent. Reader's Guide: 1. An original Western fantasy setting, with lots of creative liberties. 2. Summoning players, the Fourth Calamity. Synopsis of The Enemy Nation Wept After the Spiritual Qi Revival Tian Xingshi arrived in Tianxia, a country where spiritual qi was scarce and which had been oppressed by other nations until it was gradually reduced to poverty. The secret realm's trial tasks for her were: One: Restore the spiritual qi of this world. Two: Improve the various cultivation systems. Three: Improve the quality of people's cultivation physiques. Her final score would be determined by the Heavenly Dao of this world, based on the overall changes in Tianxia. Tian Xingshi immediately found Tianxia's leaders and formed a strategic partnership with them. Who could have guessed that one neighboring country after another would show up to laugh at them? "It's the age of technology. The average IQ of people in that country is below 20. Not even the gods could save them!" "That backward country is finished. It has to rely on a woman to develop the nation, and they claim it's advanced science? What a joke!" But before long, the neighboring countries began to sense something was off. What? They can cultivate immortality! What? They can make pills, too! What? They can even forge magical artifacts! Tian Xingshi: "Pill-making, artifact-forging, formations, runes, sword-cultivation techniques and cultivation insights, we've got it all, and we'll teach you everything! Plus, we'll beautify your surroundings, improve your air quality, strengthen your body, and help you avoid suboptimal health!" Years later, the other countries that had once suppressed Tianxia's exports regretted it bitterly. "Tianxia martial arts really exist! The old books weren't lying! Tianxia construction workers can smash a whole building with one punch!" "Mom, people from Tianxia can fly! They can even stand in midair! Walking down an invisible staircase from the sky is so cool! Coach, I want to learn that!" "Waaah, when are they going to open immigration? I want to move to Tianxia!!" "They even have dedicated cultivation academies! Why won't they let us in? This is racial discrimination!" In Tianxia, now hailed as a paradise on earth, cultivators flying on swords obeyed the newly introduced traffic regulations, and the skies had dedicated flight lanes... Synopsis of Making a Fortune Selling Medicine Kong Qingyi had lost her memory. A kindhearted couple took her in, convinced she was their missing daughter. The family wasn't well-off. They had spent all their savings searching for their lost daughter. Her foster parents were too kind for their own good and were often bullied. People borrowed money and never paid it back, then mocked them to their faces. Even their relatives would show up from time to time to freeload. Kong Qingyi, who could sense people's feelings of good and evil, decided to provide for her family. She had lost her memories, but not her abilities. Starting with improvements to her specialty, alchemy, she developed her business step by step. And so, viral products like hair-growth tonic, whitening lemon water, height-boosting cakes, and clear-vision eye drops took social media by storm. The people who had once looked down on her foster parents now came crawling back one by one, voluntarily repaying their debts and groveling on their doorstep to apologize. Before long, her foster parents were bewildered as a group of government officials arrived with their credentials. They could only watch as their daughter reached a strategic partnership with the nation. At first, countless trolls launched a three-day, three-night keyboard war, smearing and slandering her, using every dirty trick in the book. Customers who had actually tried the products were cursed out for daring to say a good word. Her foster parents read the comments, worked up and worried sick. "I bought it. Look at the photos: not only did I lose all my hair, my entire scalp rotted! Anyone who buys this is doomed!" "I know this business owner. She was my classmate in middle school and bullied people!" "This is some unlicensed product! I applied for a job at that company before. They use gutter oil in their factory!" But before long, everyone was eating their words. "Boss, Daddy, I was wrong. Please forgive me and lift my ban. I really need these products!" "Hahahaha, that's what you get for blindly trashing them! You keyboard warriors are so used to typing that you think you're keyboard spirits or something! Serves you right!" "I finally made up for what I did, so why are the products sold out? Waaah, stop buying them, save some for me!" Theme: When one place is in trouble, support comes from all directions.