Starting with a Basin of Slime

After a class dinner at a hotel following military training, Xiao Linqi stepped outside, still feeling down. A blob of unknown goo fell from the sky, hit him, and wrapped him up. When he opened his eyes again, a forest had swallowed the ruins of the city. The house he had bought with his recent demolition compensation was now a ruin. His dream of becoming a landlord was over. He searched the forest from end to end, but there wasn't a single human, not even a corpse. There were only jelly-like slimes and all kinds of bizarre, unknown monsters. Either you die in silence or go crazy in silence. Xiao Linqi let himself go. Who hasn't had a chuunibyou fantasy? Today, he ordered monsters to grow strange mutated fruits. Tomorrow, he would force them to mine stones and build a house. The day after that, he'd make disastrous experimental food. The day after that, he'd play lord of the manor with the slimes... He thought he was the only human left in the world, which was why he let his inner chuunibyou run wild. But just as he sat arrogantly on his throne, accepting the slimes' prostrations, a group of wounded humans suddenly rushed in. Both sides froze. In this mortifying moment, Xiao Linqi pretended nothing had happened, greeted them, and asked what was going on. He learned there was a human base, so he followed the group there. Then he discovered... The mutated fruits he'd ordered the monsters to grow were valuable exotic fruits. The stones he'd made the monsters mine were energy stones. The disastrous food he'd made was actually nutrient bars. And every monster he'd raised in the forest was a powerful fighter. Finally, he learned that he was an awakener with elven blood. With money and land, he could be a landlord again, and he even came with a tsundere fallen angel. -- Next book: Addicted to Card Pulls, I Became a Demon -- Blurb: Wen Ying had been frail and sickly since childhood, and his greatest hobby was pulling cards. One night, after hundreds of pulls without a single SSR, his overwhelming fury summoned a demon. He thought he'd be eaten, but instead, Wen Ying killed the demon and became one himself. His great-grandfather sent him a congratulatory message: “The hope of our whole clan! Work hard to become the Demon King and fulfill our clan's long-cherished wish! I'll send you to the demon realm to study right away.” Wen Ying: “I refuse.” Great-grandfather: “Demon children grow weak and die in the human world. They'll also get killed by exorcists or turned into specimens.” Wen Ying: “...Fine. Let's go.” For an ordinary mirror demon, becoming the Demon King was like a failing student getting into Tsinghua or Peking University. Wen Ying was only interested in his demonic powers, which he turned into a card-pulling game. As a failing student in the demon realm, Wen Ying didn't want to fail his first classroom test. So he used his demon tail to hook the tail of his fearsome classmate, a three-headed hellhound, hoping to stop him from challenging his ranking. The hellhound didn't challenge him, but his expression looked strange. After class, his classmate, a Wicked Bird, said: “When one demon hooks another demon's tail with their own, it means ‘I like you.’” Wen Ying: “What the hell!” Theme: Make life better by taking things one step at a time