After I Scammed Them for Microtransactions, the Little One Became the Empire's Beloved

In the late post-apocalyptic era, in the year 479, humanity continued to send martyrs forward, but they still hadn't found a way to escape this star system. To keep humanity's spark alive, they decided to place several embryos in incubators and leave all their hopes to those who came after them. But after they left, a storm swept over the world. Even the laboratory buried a thousand meters underground couldn't withstand it. The embryos froze to death one by one. Only one, tightly surrounded by the others, survived until the storm passed. When Xingbai hatched, she had no company but a heap of eternal machinery. She was the loneliest little princess on the planet. Until [Glory for Our Little One is now available throughout the Empire! Let's celebrate our adorable little one! Top up here: ...] The proud winged folk scoffed: "Hmph. These days, anything will try to scam you into spending money." The dragonfolk, who loved nothing but glittering gold, lazily flicked their tails: "That fur color is hideous." The treant folk, who had no human sense of beauty: "." The merfolk, blessed with peerless beauty: "What an ugly-cute little thing. At least it'll help pass the time." Later Watching Xingbai search for food among piles of garbage with an empty stomach, the winged folk snapped their scepters and feathers in fury, then waved a hand: "Top up now! Drop all our sacred fruits to her at once!" Xingbai curled up, clutching a faded scrap of cloth she had washed until its color had run. The dragonfolk's mountains had been smashed apart in several places, and Dragon Abyss was so furious that scalding magma erupted, melting ice that had been frozen for ten thousand years. "Bring out all your reserves and top up! Drop the golden armor to her!" Xingbai held a little flower that had unexpectedly sprouted, pressing it to her snowy cheek as she smiled sweetly. That day, dazzling flowers bloomed across the treant folk's lands. Hands formed from branches picked them. "Send these to our little one. She likes them." Xingbai stood on a brick to make a fire, smudging her soft, pale cheeks with soot. The merfolk solemnly added a new rule to the latest palace regulations: Once we've topped up enough to bring our little one home, don't let her cook (crossed out). If our little one cooks, someone must stay with her!!! * A galactic battle over the little one broke out. But in the end, they joined forces. The spaceship, carrying the greatest powers of every race, headed for the famous uninhabited meteorite zone... [Blurb screenshot taken on 2021.11.28] Theme: Bonds are formed, bringing love and miracles